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So my dad passed in a small bathroom with a mirror, I'm very worried he's trapped I made this account just to try and get answers on how I can help/if I should do anything with the mirromirrors in the house if anyone could please point me in the right direction please 𼺠please be kind
Weâve been having trouble lately. Iâm not happy in our relationship and she has chronic anxiety and depression. She keeps asking if weâre fine and I keep lying and saying yes, partly because sheâs been vocal about not being in a good place mentally, and I donât want to add to it. But at the same time, lying and saying weâre âfineâ and pretending that I donât feel claustrophobic and trapped is making my mental health worse.
I want to tell her that we are âfineâ but that nothing has changed. I just donât have anything Iâm able to effectively communicate about yet. But I feel like if I tell her that, sheâs just going to try to coax it out of me, at which point either Iâll try to double down and set a boundary that itâs not something Iâm ready to talk about(which sheâll either respect or not) or sheâll continue to coax and manipulate me into spilling.
Spilling that Iâm just so tired. Tired of putting her comfort, priorities, and mental health above my own. Tired of her dictating my life. I feel like I work so hard to try to better myself, just for her to tell me that I do everything wrong. That when sheâs mean to me, itâs because sheâs trying to mirror my communication style. I feel like a character on her Sims game.
I just want this to end. I want us both to be happy. I just donât think either of us can be fulfilled, while weâre together, at least not in our current forms. I feel like weâll both become better people apart. I just donât know how to convince her of that. Likely impossible. I donât want to hurt her. I donât want to dismantle our lives. I just donât see a way around it.
it was quite a long one but i enjoyed the read. really made me appreciate the adult side of the story more, and i think a lot of that was because the two stories mirror each other really well. also the ending with all that talk about memory and how it slips away had me feeling rather emotional, which king really hasn't been able to do to me before.
p.s. working through a list of books to read before starting the dark tower series and i'm almost done. already finished eyes of the dragon, the stand (complete and uncut), and now IT. moving onto insomnia.
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I recently traveled alone as a young woman from Colombia (where I visited some family friends) back home to the US. I was also in Brazil a couple of weeks prior to this.
My flight back home had two flights: one domestic in Colombia and then one from Colombia to the US. I didn't notice at the time, but when both my boarding passes were printed at the counter prior to my first flight, a scribble was marked on my boarding pass for the flight from Colombia to the US.
Nothing odd occurred on the domestic flight, but prior to the international flight, a flight attendant at the gate went around checking boarding passes. I, along with ten or so people were pulled aside until after everyone else had boarded and were asked customs-like questions by the gate attendant (What are you doing in Colombia, how long were you here for, etc.). I am a US citizen who does not fluently speak Spanish, but I noticed that the others pulled aside clutched Colombian passports. The attendant, who spoke English, was smiley and nice, but saved my domestic flight's boarding pass and I did not bother to ask for it back or why they took it. I don't recall if they made the same scribble on that boarding pass since I no longer have it.
I was let through with no issue, but then after the gate and prior to boarding, each person (not just the ones pulled aside) boarding the flight went through a secondary security screening for their carry-on items. Little kiosks were set up for security agents to go through personal items. The water and juice that I bought post-security had to be thrown out, but the food I purchased was safe, which I had never had happen to me before.
What does the scribble mean, and was this flight experience odd?
[âChapter 63] [Cover Art] [My Links] [Index] [Discord] [Subreddit] [Chapter 65â] In a rare moment, Sorore was actually having a nice dream, a normal one, one could even say. She was back home, in that moderately seized house in Erratz, laying on her motherâs lap. She could even hear the gentle sound that the needle made as it went in and out of the cloth. It was peaceful, pleasant, surrounded by familiar sound and smells, though her sight was blurry and confused.
It was not to last, as the sound of rushing water overtook all else, until she was forced awake by its unrelenting pace. When she sat up, rubbing her eyes in the broad bed, she released that it wasnât the sound of water, nor was it relegated to her dreams. There was a commotion outside people talking in hushed but harsh tones.
Neither Lillian, nor Aya were within the room, and she wondered if they were having an argument. That wouldnât be good - sheâd watched them have the spat earlier, and that dispute didnât need much worsening. Sorore crept to the door to the outer hallway - she loved how they slid to create whole new rooms. It was something sheâd have to think about more she decided as she pulled it open and realised several things at once.
One, there were a whole lot of armoured figures in the hallway, at least four, maybe half a dozen. Two, the balcony door was open, and Lillian was currently arguing with one of them, Aya standing by looking like a mining explosive had gone off right next to her. Three, her brother and Niche had just emerged out of the room beside, and Niche was about to draw his sword at the sudden intrusion.
For a moment, she panicked, her mind going completely blank. Her mind raced with visions of bloody aftermath, and a chase through the city, back to the dinner sheâd had with all those nice people.
âOh, hello!â she blurted, drawing the surprised stares of several of the men, âwho might you be?â
There was an instant of shocked silence between all parties.
âNobody do anything!â called the man who was out on the porch, âWe are representatives of the sand-shell legion, on behalf of the matriarch of the Eisen. We have come to retrieve her granddaughter.â
Niche lowered his hand from his sword belt, but Sorore could tell that he was ready to fight on a momentâs provocation. She also noticed that Kieren, in the same gown sheâd worn to the square was standing in the stairwell. The woman looked so nervous Sorore thought she might fall over and down the stairs.
âLetâs move to a less cramped area,â said the captain, in a tone that brook no argument.
Eventually, it was sussed out, though not without considerable resistance on part of the paladins, that they were to meet in the great hall. As they sat, they were brought simple drinks of milk and honey, flavoured with something else that Sorore could not quite place. The two paladins looked like pacing cats, constrained on their chairs, arms crossed and eyes hard.
âUnder no circumstances can we give one of ours into you custody,â said Lillian, locked in a match with the captain.
âWithin the city, you are under the authority of the guard, no matter who you are. If the matriach has sent for this girl, then we have our orders.â
âAs do we, captain,â said Niche, âto protect and guide each of these young women and⌠man, unto the holy lands of Angorrah.â
One of the guards flanking the captain whispered something in his ear.
âSheâs not going to like it,â the captain said, then heard something else.
âVery well. Bloodshed before the Festival would be unwise. We have enough of that already. Right then, one of you paladins, assuming you are who you say you are, shall come with us and the lady to be received by the Eisen. I cannot say itâs likely you will have a happy reception. They will expect you to come unarmed.â
The paladins were bristling at the implied threat, and several hands were already dangerously close to their sword belts. Sorore gripped the mug that she was being offered, before Aya sat up and proclaimed to the group.
âLeave two of your men with us, then,â she said.
The captainâs eyes furrowed.
âI donât wish to second guess you, my lady,â he said, âbut why would I do that?â
âTrust,â Aya said, with a side long look at Lillian, âsimple. If you leave your men with us, you canât simply waltz off with me and my friend. Plus, it gives us men who know, and can quickly get around the city, so they can find you whenever they need to.â
The captain considered, and nodded.
âVery well my lady. Two men will be left for the disposal of your party members. But you shall have to come with us, immediately.â
âMe as well,â said Lillian.
âAs you wish,â he said, âbut you must disarm yourself. That is non-negotiable.â
Lillian was fuming, but unbuckled her belt and handed her armaments to Niche. The legionaries surrounded them, and departed with them out the front of the pyramid. They were left in front of the roaring fire, Kieren sitting beside them holding a considerably more full glass of the amber coloured alcohol.
âYou said that this-â Niche began, his face reddened, âyou sold us out!â
âSold you out?â said Kieren incuriously as she swirled the glass around, âsold you out?â
The woman slammed down the glass on one of the nearby table, somehow not breaking it in the process.
âMaybe, you should of told us that you had the granddaughter of Aystara godsdamned Eisen in your retinue? No, forgot that little detail?â
âOkay, can we get this over with?â said Frare, picking at his nails.
âWhat?â said both the paladin and the trader, staring at the temerity of the youth.
âBlah, blah, weâve all kept things from eachother,â he said, âso letâs all move on. Who is this âAystaraâ? Why is she important?â
While Niche gaped at the casual ease from which Frare dismissed the turbulence, the trader seemed to settle.
âOnly one of the two most powerful people in the city, young man,â she said, downing a shot from the glass, âbetween her and Edmund Poutash, itâd be easier to list what they donât own. The docks, the schools, the farms⌠if you want an import or export licence? You go through her. You want to own a ship bigger than a rinky-dink fishing boat? You go through her or Potash.â
She finished the glass, and reached for the decanter, and stopped herself.
âAnd you waltz into the city, and conveniently forget to mention that you have her granddaughter, who hasnât been in the city ever, if I remember correctly. To say sheâd be furious that you didnât bring the young lady before her immediately would be an understatement. And worse, you dragged us into it.â
âShe must be awfully mean - you had nothing to do with us. You just hosted it.â
The woman blinked at the boldfaced remark, and Sorore delivered a good kick to his shins to drive the point home.
âNo, no,â she ultimately said, âno I donât think sheâll do anything to our family, if she believes us. Sheâs not unreasonable. At least, so Iâve heard. Iâve only met her once, and that was for a brief time. As for what sheâll do to you...â
She gave a pointed look at Niche.
âYou tried to hid her granddaughter from her, maybe unintentionally, maybe not. If I were a betting woman, which Iâm not, I would say that means trouble. If you want my advice-â
âI donât,â said Niche, crinkling his noise.
âDonât be stupid,â said Frare, before he howled at another kick.
Sororeâs face was burning with indignation and embarrassment. This was all too much.
âIf you want my advice,â Kieren pressed on, âyouâd go find and talk to your commander immediately. I could fetch for him if you wish - I know where Amicioâs home is.â
Niche, through narrowed eyes and clenched teeth, acquiesced.
âGood, now, if youâll excuse me, I have some letters to send,â she said, âof course, though this has earned you no small amount of displeasure from certain peoples, weâve been instructed to provide you with house and board for as long as it takes to sort this out. You are still welcome guests and you will be treated as such.â
The tepid truce struck, the children were sent back up to their rooms. Sorore tried to sleep, and managed no more than half an hour before she was woken by her brother.
âThe commanderâs here,â he said, âhe wants to talk to us.â
The commander, looking very tired, but light of step than Sorore had ever seen him, waited by the fire. He was talking with Kieren and the two remaining legionarries in the fast-paced trading tongue of the city, but stopped when he saw the girl come downstairs.
âMy lady,â he said, âit seems thereâs been a huge misunderstanding.â
She realized that it was his manner of dress which was throwing her off. Instead of his usual worn and thoroughly practical travelling clothes, he wore the long flowing silks of orange and cream. It suited him, matching his calm personality.
âWhat misunderstanding?â she said.
âWell, we had no idea that our own Aya was the granddaughter of Aystara Eisen herself. I was surprised as anyone. Of course, I knew she was an Eisen, from her mother.â
He looked at Kieren, who looked like she was about to fall asleep.
âBut I never imagined that she was a direct descendent of the main house. I thought she was part of the branch, not necessary to cause any fuss, especially during the preparation of the festival. Ah!â
He slapped his head to indicate his shock at the realisation.
âWhat a terrible mistake Iâve made,â he said, patting the womanâs arm, âthis is all on my horrendous lack of judgement. Hereâs whatâs going to happen, one of these gentlemen and trader Amicio will be vouching for me at the gate. Iâm going to the Eisen estate and having a friendly chat with the matriarch, to clear up this misunderstanding.â
Sorore felt at last some suggestion that someone around the city knew what was happening and what they were going to do.
âHereâs what I need you and your brother to do,â Naia said, âI want you to wait and enjoy the hospitality of the madame of the house.â
The term seemed to flatter Kieren, who flushed at the complement. Or that mightâve been the drink, Sorore wasnât entirely sure.
âNiche, you take care of them. I expect that I might be at the estate for the rest of the night, and possibly onto next afternoon. Things are always so chaotic around the Festival. Thereâs no reason for you not to attend the festival opening tomorrow, if you can.â
âYou want us to attend a festival?â said Niche in disbelief, âright now?â
âWell, not right now, it hasnât started yet,â said the commander, âbut, if Kieren would graciouslly agree to take you as guest of honour, youâd have excellent seats. If thatâs not too much to ask, especially after our little debacle.â
Kieren nodded, and affirmed that she wouldnât mind at all, if the matter was going to be soon cleared up. Sorore was now certain that it wasnât just alcohol.
âGreat. Youâre all taken care of, now Iâd better explain myself. If you wouldnât mind,â he said, pointing to the quarter full glass, which Kieren handed to him. The commander downed it all in one, rolled his shoulders, and smiled.
âDonât worry. Itâll all work out in the end,â he said, âin fact, I would say to enjoy yourselves, as much as you can. And best go back to bed, unless you want to be sleeping during the festival, which, I assure you from experience, you do not.â
Before they could say anything, the commander had swept by them, vanishing out of the front of the pyramid.
âYou should heed him,â said Kieren, picking up the decanter and the glass and moving towards the kitchens, âif youâre stuck here for the time being, you might as well enjoy it And that starts with getting good sleep.â
âLast time you said that, we woke up to armed guards,â Niche said flatly.
âWell, I assure you, Iâm not boring enough to do that a second time. It would be assassinâs from across the streets, who approach over the rooftops.â
âDo they actually exist?â asked Frare, suddenly excited.
âOh, Iâm sure,â said Kieren as she stowed away her drinking equipment, âbut not tonight. Go get some sleep sir paladin, and you two young ones as well. Youâll need it.â
Sorore was cajoled up the steps, Frare coming up after her. Niche seemed placated enough for the time being, though he was clearly unhappy with the outcome. The pleasant dreams neglected to revisit for a second time, but at least the sleep was uninterrupted. When Soroe next awoke, it was a young handmadein, pulling open the screen doors.
âGood morning, my lady,â she said, âhow did you sleep?â
âI- well enough, I suppose,â she said, stretching and yawning, before quickly covering her mouth.
The maid had the presence of mind not to notice as she revealed the bright sunlight streaming through the open balcony.
âIt must almost be midday!â Sorore exclaimed, leaping out of the bed as she tried to straighten herself.
The maid chuckled as she finished opening up the room.
âNot to fear, my lady,â she said, âitâs customary to sleep into the early afternoon. The Festival does not start until just before sunset, afterall. In fact, you might be earlier than many of the household.â
âOh,â Soroe said, feeling rather foolish, âUm. Well, I guess Iâll get dressed.â
âOf course. Iâve left out some clothes for you. Madame Kieren suggested that you try clothes from our city. I hope youâll love them. Do you bathe?â
Sorore wrinkled her nose at the prospect. What kind of question was that?
âOf course I do,â she said.
âWell, thereâs a place to bath at the bottom of the pyramid. If you wish to bath alone, you should go now - Iâll bring you clothes for you to change at the waterfront.â
âYou bathe together here?â Sorore said
âIn the mornings and evenings,â she said, âwe do not bring water up into the house if we cannot avoid it. To the stone goes the sea, and to the home goes the sky.â
She looked around, then leaned in with a smile.
âAlso, water is very troublesome to carry up all those flights.â
âSo just come down to the waterfront?â she said, gathering up what spare things she needed.
âJust follow me, my lady,â said the handmaiden, picking up a pile of clothes and leading her down the stairs.
They emerged onto an inset pool carved into the pyramid interior. A smooth stone deck, with benches and chairs and stacks of towels, as well as several large paper screens, presumably for changing. Sorore was glad to see they were alone, at least for the time being.
At the handmaid, Kiroeâs, direction, she stripped down naked and plunged into the pool. The water was a perfect temperature - cold enough to dispel the last of the grogginess, warm enough to be pleasant to float in. She swam around for a bit, constrained by the relatively small volume, while Kiroe prepared her outfit on the deck.
âDo you mind if I join you?â came a voice from the other end.
Kieren slipped out of a thin morning dress and stepped into the water. Sorore swam over and came to stand beside her.
âIs there any news? About Aya and the commander?â she said, a little too quickly.
Kieren, whoâd been sinking into the water with a sigh of contentment, opened one eye.
âStraight to business? Perhaps you are better suited to the city than I thought.â
Sorore tried to smile, but her concern was betrayed, judging by the womanâs softening of expression.
âMy knowledge is limited. My uncle is serving as our representative for now. Sounds like your commander was at least allowed to make his case to the Eisen. He made note of one other companion of yours.â
âOh? Who?â she said, pushing out into the pool, feeling the water surge over her shoulders.
âA man in black clothes,â she said, âwho hides his face behind a mask. He was there for the meeting.â
âThe mage?â said Sorore, before considering that she maybe shouldnât have mentioned it.
âA mage?â said Kieren, before submerging herself in the water.
She tossed her hair back as she came back up, spraying water in a neat arc.
âWell, that explains his odd demeanour,â she said, ânow, regrettably, thatâs all the time I have today for bathing. I will see you at the festival.â
âHello cousin! May I join- oh,â came a voice from the steps leading out.
It was Ivers, dressed in nothing but a loose robe, which was already half-way off his body, sculpted with muscle from hauling rope and tackle. Sorore stifled a gasp and turned away, trying not to redden.
âI can come back later,â he offered.
âDo you mind?â Kieren said to Sorore, âif you do, itâd be best to finish soon and let others bathe.â
âNo, no,â she said, waving her host away.
Kiero had warned her, after all. It would be best to become accustomed to the strange ways of this beautiful city. Besides, itâs not like she hadnât bathed before in the company of men her age back home. She cursed herself for being so self-conscious, and forced herself to turn around.
âAre you sure? I can leave if you want, itâs not-â Ivers began.
âNo, itâs fine. Itâs fine,â Sorore said, smiling at him, âitâd be good to have companionship.â
âWell, then, Ivers, I trust youâll behave yourself,â said Kieren rising from the water.
âOf course, cousin,â Ivers said, casting his eyes to the floor.
Sorore tried not to take a wicked pleasure at the blush that crept across his dark complexion.
âOh, one more thing,â whispered her host, bending over to the girl, âitâs considered polite to not look when theyâre outside the water.â
Kieren laughed at Sororeâs own furious blush as she made for one of the poolside changing screens.
[âChapter 63] [Cover Art] [My Links] [Index] [Discord] [Subreddit] [Chapter 65â] Just booted up P99 on a new laptop, and my Fn keys are not operating as they should in game.
In both windowed and full screen mode, all Fn keys will behave with their actual computer functions. For example, F9, which should change camera angles in game, will mute my volume, which is the designated function for the key on the laptop. F8 turns off/on the backlight on my keyboard instead of targeting the nearest NPC.
Holding shift, control, or alt does not change the behavior. Holding the Function key and pressing DOES work, but thatâs a two button press in game.
I have looked up how to change the Function lock, but it does not seem to work
I am running on Windows 11, which is the same platform I use on my desktop with no issues.
Iâm not the best with computers, so any assistance is welcomed!
I like touch, she was not hugged much and physical touch was considered taboo in her family. So she likes acts and gifts.
Now it seems she is always asking me to rub her feet, scratch her back, tickle her arm and hand. But when I ask she will say no 8/10 times or like just recently ignore me and then get mad when I ask again.
I work in the heat all day and walk (utility locator) up and down streets. My body starting to ache. I understand she stands for work too but at least she has AC.
She even tried to bypass massaging my feet by getting a fancy message. Only thing is while Iâm not using it it has to be in the garage because itâs an âeye soreâ. Iâm not at a point to where Iâm done but I can see it heading down that path.
In summary. I just hate how my love language was hyjacked yet she can keep her 3
The title doesnât give away much, but tomorrow I have a friends birthday party. We are eventually going to her grandmas house for a pool/water balloon thing. This means I need to wear a bathing suit which I havenât worn in four years. My body has changed so much over the span of four years and I have body dysmorphia. I feel horrible and I want to cry because I keep finding imperfections on my body each time and this is so out of my comfort zone. I hate looking in the mirror but I need to know how I look, am I slouching? Are my *** falling out? This is awful because I want to wear one but itâs so scary. Plus, going on social media I can find anyone similar to my body. Theyâre either too skinny or bigger than me, I want to see someone who looks like me rocking their life so I can get âtransferredâ their confidence. Just needed to rant to someone so I ended up here
Iâm looking for a laptop that I would keep at home, so no size or weight limits. I prefer laptop over desktop because Iâm always on my couch. I have a MacBook which sucks for gaming. I donât play heavy duty games (I love a modded Stardew for example), but could potentially in the future (but most likely nothing beyond The Sims). Iâd love to keep it under $1000 but the cheaper the better, even under $500 would be ideal.
LAPTOP QUESTIONNAIRE
Total budget (in local currency) and country of purchase. Please do not use USD unless purchasing in the US:
Under $1000USD
Are you open to refurbs/used?
Yes
How would you prioritize form factor (ultrabook, 2-in-1, etc.), build quality, performance, and battery life?
Performance only
How important is weight and thinness to you?
Not at all
Do you have a preferred screen size? If indifferent, put N/A.
N/A
Are you doing any CAD/video editing/photo editing/gaming? List which programs/games you desire to run.
Gaming - Stardew Valley, The Sims, wishlisted future games: Solarpunk, Minekos Night Market, cozy games in general
If you're gaming, do you have certain games you want to play? At what settings and FPS do you want?
See above- no.
Any specific requirements such as good keyboard, reliable build quality, touch-screen, finger-print reader, optical drive or good input devices (keyboard/touchpad)?
Reliable build quality
Leave any finishing thoughts here that you may feel are necessary and beneficial to the discussion. N/A