There's a route 62 nearby the Minneapolis airport that Larry Craig got arrested for gay bathroom sex in. Also, the letters of the word POOP add up to 62.
16 + 15 + 15 + 16 = 62
yup, poop goes into a toilet!
and the letters of the name Madonna also add up to 62.
13 + 1 + 4 + 15 + 14 + 14 + 1 = 62
Since Madonna was in the movie Desperately Seeking Susan, I also wanna say that the letters of the name Susan add up to the same number that the letters of the name Larry add up to.
19 + 21 + 19 + 1 + 14 = 74 (Susan)
12 + 1 + 18 + 18 + 25 = 74 (Larry)
is it any wonder why Larry Craig and Suzanne Thompson appeared to be "meant to be", seeing as Suzanne is the French cognate of the name Susan?
But I guess this marriage must have been an attempt to hide the possible fact that he was natively gay, while trying to use anti-gay politics to cover it up.
There's also an Interstate route numbered 494 on the south part of the airport, and number 494 is the sum of numbers 100, and 394.
the letters of the name Suzanne add up to 100 as nth letters.
19 + 21 + 26 + 1 + 14 + 14 + 5 = 100
and the UPPERCASE ASCII values of the letters of the similar name of Susan add up to 394
83 + 85 + 83 + 65 + 78 = 394
There actually is an Interstate 394 in the Minneapolis/St. Paul area, but the ironic thing is, that route doesn't go to the airport, but since it's nearby the 45th parallel, we can also say that the letters of the name Sue, the one-syllable variant of Susan and cognates add up to 45
19 + 21 + 5 = 45
I gotta say, this case of lewd conduct in an airport bathroom is so weird, but now I feel like I got a lead on it, by finding coincidences.
In some ways, this case may be similar to the duke in the urinal the Hardly Boys found in South Park.
I don't make posts on the /LarryCraig sub too often, but when I do, it's often a hilarious post!
now, lets make some charts to better visualize what I just said above.

words that add up to 62	words that add up to 74	side note
poop	Larry	Larry Craig took a poop before getting arrested!
Madonna	Susan	Madonna was in the movie Desperately Seeking Susan.

now, lets make another one:

names that add up to number 74	side note
Larry	Larry Craig's first name
Susan	the similar name of Suzanne was Larry Craig's wife.

another thing I should say, Larry Craig has LC as his initials, and musician Leonard Cohen also has those initials, and Leonard Cohen made some Suzanne references in his career.
Since Leonard Cohen is Canadian, the province of Quebec had the 45th parallel as it's border, what do ya know, the parallel line that also cuts through the Minneapolis/St. Paul metroplex.
I guess if you fixate on the Larry Craig case enough, you start to see something other people don't see in him.

I'm a recent graduate with some anxiety about getting into graduate school. I've secured my first post graduate field position and I'm looking forward to it. This first round of job searches was long but I'm happy to say I secured 6 offers for amazing seasonal work. I have quite a bit of experience and am confident in my abilities to learn new protocols and genuinely enjoy what I do. I have long since wanted to go to graduate school to work in academia in tandem with an agency. The only thing truly worrisome is my GPA. I have a cumulative 2.64, which is significantly lower than what a lot of colleges require for getting into programs. Has anyone here gotten into a graduate program with a similar gpa or lower? I've gotten advice from professors I'm friends with but I'm really looking for concrete "Its going to be a nightmare" or "Its going to be fine" type answers.

Hi everyone. My daughter who was 16 had dropped out of high school in November 2022. I encouraged her to check into a ged or getting a proper diploma. January 28th I pick her up from Florida to bring her to live with me in south Carolina so I could help with her education
My wife who I am going through a divorce with called dss and made accusations that I was smoking weed with my daughter and not letting her go to school.
Dss shows up February 14th and forces her and I to take a hair follicle test which of course we passed because we do not do drugs. I have enrolled her in excel high school online so she could get her actual high school diploma.
Dss is trying to say they are going to indicate the case because she was not enrolled in school since November, I told them that she legally dropped out in Florida and moved here, they are trying to tell me that because South Carolina is 17 to drop out that they will charge me with child neglect.
What are your opinions

So i'm looking for a music video from the late 2000's, i feel like its from around 2008. Anyways i dont remember how it goes exactly anymore but i remember loving the song as a kid.
I never knew what the title was either i just heard it on the radio a few times and saw it on tv once so the memories are quite vague.
Anyways i remember the clip being some animated fox or at least orange animal singing the song while walking through i think field of grass while there was a sun shining bright in the background and maybe even a rainbow, but i´m not to sure about that. It all looked kinda fairytale-like.
I also think there were other animals (maybe even people but i doubt that) which the fox interacted with while singing.
I´m also not rlly sure if the fox even sang the song but i do remember that there were animals and it being very colorful.
What i also remember is that it was a male voice singing. Don´t think its a band but ofcourse i´m not sure.
Also sorry if my explanation is way to vague or if my english is not that great, it's not my first language.

Hi everyone! I’m 19F, and like the title says, I am hoping to find a long term friend. Just someone to text throughout the day, and perhaps call. I really like talking on the phone, that is something you will probably learn lol.
Some things about me:

• I love reading and I love telling people what to read. I’m really into sci-fi and literary fiction.
• I am currently in college, and my major changes all the time. I don’t really know what I want to do in life. It is really difficult to know if I’ll enjoy something if I never try it… you know? Like, how do I know if I like fishing if I’ve never fished? But sometimes it’s really scary. Everyone knows what they want to do, and I don’t. I feel like I’m behind.
• I love playing Sims. I have a pretty bad habit of playing Sims in class lol.

Anyway, if you think we would be good friends, feel free to message me! I am on EST, and would prefer if you were too, just for time purposes.

For I was yet scarcely fallen asleep, when I thought that I, together with an innumerable multitude of men, lay fettered with great chains in a dark dungeon, in which, without the least glimpse of light, we swarmed like bees one over another, and thus rendered each other’s affliction more grievous. But although neither I nor any of the rest could see one jot, yet I continually heard one heaving himself above the other, when his chains and fetters had become ever so slightly lighter, though none of us had much reason to shove up above the other, since we were all captive wretches.
Now when I with the rest had continued a good while in this affliction, and each was still reproaching the other with his blindness and captivity, at length we heard many trumpets sounding together and kettle drums beating in such a masterly fashion, that it even revived us in our calamity and made us rejoice.
During this noise the cover of the dungeon was lifted up from above, and a little light let down to us. Then first might truly have been discerned the bustle we kept, for all went pell-mell, and he who perchance had heaved himself up too much, was forced down again under the others’ feet. In brief, each one strove to be uppermost. Neither did I myself linger, but with my weighty fetters slipped up from under the rest, and then heaved myself upon a stone, which I laid hold of; howbeit, I was caught at several times by others, from whom yet as well as I might, I still guarded myself with hands and feet. For we imagined no other but that we should all be set at liberty, which yet fell out quite otherwise.
For after the nobles who looked upon us from above through the hole had recreated themselves a while with our struggling and lamenting, a certain hoary-headed ancient man called to us to be quiet, and having scarcely obtained this, began (as I still remember) to speak on thus:
If the poor human race
Were not so arrogant
It would have been given much good
From my mother’s heritage,
But because the human race will not take heed
It lies in such straits
And must be held in prison.
And yet my dearest mother
Will not regard their mischief,
She leaves her lovely gifts
That many a man might come to the light,
Though this may chance but seldom
That they be better prized
Nor reckoned as mere fable.
Therefore in honour of the feast
Which we shall hold today,
That her grace may be multiplied
A good work will she do:
The rope will now be lowered
Whoever may hang on to it
He shall be freed.
He had scarcely finished speaking when an ancient matron commanded her servants to let down the cord seven times into the dungeon, and draw up whosoever could hang upon it. Good God! that I could sufficiently describe the hurry and disquiet that then arose amongst us; for everyone strove to get to the cord, and yet only hindered each other. But after seven minutes a sign was given by a little bell, whereupon at the first pull the servants drew up four. At that time I could not get very near the cord, having (as is before mentioned) to my huge misfortune, betaken myself to a stone at the wall of the dungeon; and thereby I was made unable to get to the cord which descended in the middle.
The cord was let down the second time, but many, because their chains were too heavy, and their hands too tender, could not keep their hold on the cord, but with themselves beat down many another who else perhaps might have held fast enough; nay, many a one was forcibly pulled off by another, who yet could not himself get at it, so mutually envious were we even in this our great misery.
But they of all others most moved my compassion whose weight was so heavy that they tore their very hands from their bodies, and yet could not get up. Thus it came to pass that at those five times very few were drawn up. For as soon as the sign was given, the servants were so nimble at drawing the cord up, that the most part tumbled one upon another, and the cord, this time especially, was drawn up very empty.
Whereupon the greatest part, and even I myself, despaired of redemption, and called upon God that he would have pity on us, and (if possible) deliver us out of this obscurity; who then also heard some of us. For when the cord came down the sixth time, some of them hung themselves fast upon it; and whilst being drawn up, the cord swung from one side to the other, and (perhaps by the will of God) came to me, and I suddenly caught it, uppermost above all the rest, and so at length beyond hope came out. At which I rejoiced exceedingly, so that I did not perceive the wound which during the drawing up I had received on my head from a sharp stone, until I, with the rest who were released (as was always done before) had to help with the seventh and last pull; at which time through straining, the blood ran down all over my clothes, which I nevertheless because of my joy did not take notice of. Now when the last drawing up on which the most of all hung was finished, the matron caused the cord to be laid aside, and asked her aged son to declare her resolution to the rest of the prisoners, who after he had thought a little spoke thus unto them.
Ye childer dear
Ye who are here,
It is completed
What long hath been known,
The great favour which my mother
Hath here shown you twain
Ye should not disdain:
A joyful time shall soon be come.
When each shall be the other’s equal,
No one be poor or rich,
And who was given great commands
Must bring much with him now,
And who was much entrusted with
Stripped to the skin will be,
Wherefore leave off your lamentation
Which is but for a few day
As soon as he had finished these words, the cover was again put to and locked down, and the trumpets and kettle-drums began afresh, yet the noise of them could not be so loud but that the bitter lamentation of the prisoners which arose in the dungeon was heard above all, which soon also caused my eyes to run over.
Presently afterwards the ancient matron, together with her son, sat down on seats before prepared, and commanded the redeemed should be told. Now as soon as she had demanded everyone’s name, which were also written down by a little page; having viewed us all, one after another, she sighed, and spoke to her son, so that I could well hear her, “Ah, how heartily I am grieved for the poor men in the dungeon! I would to God I could release them all.”
To which her son replied, “It is, mother, thus ordained by God, against whom we may not contend. If we were all of us lords, and possessed all the goods upon Earth, and were seated at table, who would there then be to bring up the service?”
Whereupon his mother held her peace, but soon after she said, “Well, however, let these be freed from their fetters,” which was likewise presently done, and I was the last except a few; yet I could not refrain (though I still looked upon the rest) but bowed myself before the ancient matron, and thanked God that through her, he had graciously and fatherly vouchsafed to bring me out of such darkness into the light. After me the rest did likewise, to the satisfaction of the matron.
Lastly, to everyone was given a piece of gold for a remembrance, and to spend by the way, on the one side of which was stamped the rising sun, and on the other (as I remember) these three letters, D.L.S.; and therewith everyone had license to depart, and was sent to his own business with this annexed limitation, that we to the glory of God should benefit our neighbours, and reserve in silence what we had been entrusted with; which we also promised to do, and so departed one from another. But because of the wounds which the fetters had caused me, I could not well go forward, but halted on both feet, which the matron presently espying, laughing at it, and calling me again to her said thus to me: “My son, do not let this defect afflict you, but call to mind your infirmities, and therewith thank God who has permitted you even in this world, and in your state of imperfection, to come into so high a light; and keep these wounds for my sake.”
Whereupon the trumpets began to sound again, which gave me such a shock that I woke up, and then first perceived that it was only a dream, but it so strongly impressed my imagination that I was still perpetually troubled about it, and I thought I still felt the wounds on my feet. Howbeit, by all these things I understood well that God had vouchsafed that I should be present at this mysterious and bidden wedding. Wherefore with childlike confidence I returned thanks to his Divine Majesty, and besought him that he would further preserve me in fear of him, that he would daily fill my heart with wisdom and understanding, and at length graciously (without deserting me) conduct me to the desired end.
Hereupon I prepared myself for the way, put on my white linen coat, girded my loins, with a blood-red ribbon bound cross-ways over my shoulder. In my hat I stuck four red roses, so that I might sooner be noticed amongst the throng by this token. For food I took bread, salt and water, which by the counsel of an understanding person I had at certain times used, not without profit, in similar occurrences.
But before I left my cottage, I first, in this my dress and wedding garment, fell down upon my knees, and besought God that in case such a thing were, he would vouchsafe me a good issue. And thereupon in the presence of God I made a vow that if anything through his grace should be revealed to me, I would employ it to neither my own honour nor my own authority in the world, but to the spreading of his Name, and the service of my neighbour. And with this vow, and good hope, I departed out of my cell with joy.

I took my baby (just turned 1) to the vet and they said his tumor wasn't well encapsulated and was attached to him, meaning it could either be an invasive tumor, so he'd need more surgeries if it comes back, or cancer, which they said they wouldn't risk doing another surgery. The only issue is they would have to send it for testing which is $150. But this is all just for if it comes back, which we don't know if it will. I don't know what to do, and I pick him up in an hour and a half.

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Had a dream where I was a bus boy in a fine dining restaurant and was very inadequate in my job responsibilities and what to do when and where everything was located.( I worked in food service for 15 years as a cook in many types of restaurants mostly fine dining). As I was looking around trying to find out where everything was I came across a doll dressed in an old fashioned blue dress, its eyes were half open and as I walked across the room it's head and gaze followed me. I left the room immediately and told a co-worker what I saw. We then returned to the room and the doll was gone but an imprint of where it was, was in a cushion.

So couple of weeks/months ago one of my HDDs- WD Red 3TB - EFRX - 8,3 Years old (!) failed on me. I had backups and was still able to get vast majority of the data directly from the drive. So data-wise im ok.
My questions is other: What to do with the drive now...? I took several pictures from SMART and hdd tests etc. and im posting it here. HD Tune pro and other programs (MiniTool Partition Wizard) found damaged sectors on the drive. The copying from these sectors were even like 2 Kb per second speed wise :-D...
So what can i do with this drive now...? Can it be "saved" somehow? Can i "fix" the damage sectors somehow? Can i at least "mark them" so the HDD doesnt use them anymore... (and still use the drive)? Will the damaged sectors "spread"...?
It appears that like the 1st half of the drive, or even first 2 terabytes (out of three) are OK... Can i make new "partitions" on the drive and use the 1st partition somewhat safely , and do NOT use the 2nd one with the damages sectors...?
Like its a 3 TB drive, I dont wanna just throw it in trash like that...
Can i fix the drive somehow? Can i still use the drive somewhat reliably...? Or is the drive now good only for like a doorstop?
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^{I have been lurking on reddit for a long time so I can kind of guess the responses I am going to get from this.. but if you want to criticize, please do it in a constructive way, please do not immediately start attacking me or my family. I really need to vent.
And I've titled every part so you can skip those that don't interest you. I've laid as much info as I thought might need to be less biased.}
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I am 25F, I have a mother (55+), father (60), and a brother (32). I love Liam (26M). We've been friends for 4 years, been in a relationship for about 1.5 years.
I live with my parents. In our culture, living with your parents at my age and taking care of them is normal.
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Background:

From childhood, my mother has considered me her best friend, and so did I. I used to share EVERYTHING with her, and so did she. She knew all my friends, she knew my all my plans with my friends, she knew when & what I was doing - because I always kept her informed about my whereabouts as she seemed to be mostly cool with it. I considered her pretty open-minded about everything, my friends love her. And from her I knew how shitty our relatives was, some in-depth info about the relationship with her & my father, how she actually feels about my brother (long story), and many other "family" stuff which I doubt any mother tells their daughter.
My father is very chill but very protective of me. He has always been a great father who has always gave me & my brother advises about life in general, in every stage of our life. It is always a delight every time I talk to him about any serious issue. He has had a rough childhood which I feel has made him a wise man he is today. I have always considered him to be calm, kind, and understanding, and I have huge respect for him. I just never had that "best-friend" kind of relationship with him. We do have a good relationship, but just not as close as my mother.
With my brother, it is a bit different. we've never gone past the "joking sibling" phase. Hard to explain - I feel okay to joke around with him, but we've never had any serious convo about anything. We'd share the movies we've seen, share new music we've explored, joke about how the lady next door walks like a sloth - but never about how is his job going or why he is feeling depressed and does he need someone to talk to, or why I am crying because I was overthinking some stuff, or how our childhood went together... we never talk these things which now makes me sad.
Liam is who I love. He has been a great friend from the very beginning, he has helped me in a way I never thought I needed help with. I always had self-image issues, my confidence level was low and for that I wasn't doing very good at my career. It is only him that I got to explore the confidence in me, and this is all before we got into relationship.
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Where the issue started (as per me):

My view of my mother was always like "she's a victim of injustice and I need to back her up". I always sided with her about everything because the way she usually tells stories, that makes the other person look bad. She has always told me that my father was very doubtful of her when she talked with his male friends, father always got angry when she wanted to spend money on something, other relatives "talked shit" directly to her and they mean bad for her etc. One bad habit of her was this, she used to talk bad about father a lot.
Now, I am not even defending my relatives because I know they're not good people. But for my father.. it was not really believable whenever she said those things, but I believed her anyway. Idk why.
Also my family, ESPECIALLY my mother is very opposed to love marriage. Can't really blame her, she grew up in a way where, at any age, getting invovled romantically with a boy meant a forcefull marriage to another boy which the family chooses for her. It didn't happen with my mother, just pointing it out so you can get an idea of her mindset about love & relationships. She always sees it as a bad thing.
So, as I mentioned earlier, I shared everything with my mother. In 2021, when I first got into relationship with Liam, I thought it'd be cool to share it with my mother. And I did. At first, she was very much acceptable about it. At one point, she straight up told be "I'd happily accept Liam as our son-in-law, i have no problem!" I was beyond happy! Mind you, at that point she didn't even know him, never saw a picture of him.
I used to inform my mother everytime I went with him. She seemed cool with it.
But then idk why, things went south. One day last year, I was about to go out with Liam, and before that my mother was yelling at my brother for some reason. And then suddenly all the heat turned to me. I was the one getting yelled at because I am in a relationship against her will. I was at complete lost. I argued back with her, that he is a good man and you should meet him before coming to any conclusion. She just went nuts. I still went out that day, and after that I stopped sharing everything with her.
A lot of drama has happened after that incident. The very next day, my father, for the first time ever, cried infront of me. Calmly saying "I have shifted my focus from building my career to something detremental and by doing so I have destroyed their dreams" My mother always dreamt that I will get a high paying secure government job, instead I am doing a somewhat good paying job in web development WHICH I LOVE DOING but just in private sector. I am also doing freelancing which adds up to my earning. I have stopped trying for govt jobs because that's really hard to get and I don't want to put all my energy in doing something I don't really want to do. They think I am destroying my career.
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Current situation:

For the past year, me and Liam were dating in private. His family also didn't know about me, but he always said that his mother & father won't have any problem with our relationship. And it turned out to be true actually, 2 days ago he informed his parents about me and I talked with his mother over a phone call. She made it clear that if me & Liam are sure and think that we can live with each other, they don't have any kind of problem with me.
I told my mother last week about talking to Liam. She agreed but said she will only talk to his parents. I was like "okay" and then arranged a call with them. She talked with his mother, the conversation was going good. At one point I heard she said "Oh I am so greatful that I have a friend now!" and Liam's mother laughed. I was beyond happy that my mother was finally convinced!
But after she put the phone down, she went to trash talk about Liam's mother. "His mother will be viscious mother-in-law, I know it. She will make you (me) work like a slave and I know you will not get to keep your job after marriage. They will make your life hell" so on and so forth.
Before all this, me & Liam have had very long and multiple conversations about all stuff like - if his family has any problem with me working after marriage, if his family expects me to cook for the whole family without any help at first, does his family supports love marriage, will his family expect me to cut ties with my parents after marriage. if his family likes girls at all (he is a single child), how financially stable we need to be in the long terms, how we're going to handle finances, investing and stuff, we've talked about our children, our medical conditions... like all the stuff that we consider is vital for a marriage. So I was pretty clear about him, and so was he.
It baffles me how after 3 days of talking to his mother, my mother still continues to say bitter things about him, his family, his neighbours even, without even knowing him properly! I don't know, I feel to distant with her. I am not angry with her in any way, I truely understand where she's coming from. I am just disappointed in her that she's not even considering that I love him, before saying all that hurtful things.
And my father, he has finally accepted my decision. Though he is not in full support of it, he says to me "Just make sure you're happy afterward. Because that is the only thing my heart wants to see".
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The part that changed my perception:

During all these situation, I have got to talk with my father a lot. I have realised how much similarity Liam and my father has, which makes my heart warm for some reason.
My father has given me advises that I hope my mother would have gave me. Now that I am considering marrying Liam, my father told about his own experiece after marriage. He told me how understanding we both (Liam & I) have to be in order to have a healthy marriage. How I need to handle the bad days because they are inevitable. How we both should handle different opinions, different views. How I should be respectable to his parents as I am to my parents.. and many other things he told me yesterday.
During which, he mentioned, that jealousy is a valid emotion in a marriage, especially in the beginning. He said, Liam will and have all the rights to get jealous if you spend time with you male friends alone and without his knowledge. And vice versa. An example he gave, how my mother argued with him when he talked to a female infront of my mother, and my mother got sooooo angry that they argued like crazy.
That made my head go upside down.
I always thought my mother was the "open minded" one. SHE was the victim of being doubted with male friends, SHE was the one with whom father would argue because of it.
Mind you, my father don't know about the stuff my mother used to tell. He then continue to told other things also, which then made very much sense to me.
I remember I have heard my mother twist some words about some things to my father, and my father being upset and I never understood why.
I remember she saying about a person that "he's bragging about his son being in medical field so that I can be jealous" to which I thought he was just informing about his son, not bragging, because it was my mother who asked about his son.
Recently, she straight up villainized Liam's mother. Because as per her, Liam's mother rudely said "I don't want your agreement in our children's marriage" which is straight up lie! I was their when they were talking over a phone and the way Liam's mother said it to my mother was "actually I think they are old enough to decide for themselves, and I don't think Liam needs my permission to do what he wants" that was what Liam's mother said.
My mother, after the call, was furious about it. And I said it to her "may be you've misunderstood" and then my mother proceeds to tell me that "Oh now I am the liar?? She's the good one, I am the bad one??" And then smiled sarcastically and went away. I felt so horrible about it.
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My brother:

There's nothing to mention about him, really. He's a 32 year old, doing everything my mother says, have a unreasonably high temper which gets triggered by smallest things, posts sad content on Facebook and bitches about a neighbors to my mother. That's it.
Unaspiringly he opposes the relationship as well. He had one relation which failed because my mom interfered in his life. The girl wasn't good in my opinion but I think it should have been him to end it all, instead of my mother getting involved unreasonably. He was 26-27 at that time so he should have been more than capable of this.
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After thought:

I am not villainizing my mother. She is my mother and I love her, very much that I am willing to do everything to care for her and get the life she wanted from her childhood. I look for her when I get back home, I look for her the first thing when I get up in morning, I look for the regular tea breaks in afternoon where we used to gossip about stuff and laugh together.
But I am honestly tired of feeling guilty over the expectation my mother have of me. Overtime, I did something that is out of her expectations, she made sure that I know she's upset. I felt horrible every time, I felt I don't deserve to live even. I have gotten so depressed over it 2 years ago, that I had to take 1 week leave from office just to sit in house and think about how horrible daughters I am.
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Mom, just so you know, I have gotten over it. I have gotten over the guilt that I have trapped myself in for a very long period of time. I might regret my decision to marry Liam against your will in future, or not, I don't know. But I sure as hell know that when the time comes that I have to leave this house, I will miss you. A lot. I cried last night just thinking about a life without your voice, your ocaasional kiss on my forehead, the way you fix my dress before a big event even though we argued prior to that. I know that I care about you from the bottom of my heart, and I hope that one day you see the light in all your dark & negative thoughts. I love you.

Hi, I've been in a relationship with my GF about 2 years now. It's been mostly good, but there are some issues.
We're from different cultures, but that mostly isn't an issue. The largest issue is her parents do not accept me as I am not from theirs, so they have gone no contact with her. That is a huge issue, but we're dealing with it the best we can.
Second issue is, I've always been very open about my life and discuss things with people freely, asking for advice from people I love and trust. She is not that way, and prefers things to be private between us. This has led to me, unfairly, complaining about her to people in my life, which caused a huge rift. I'm promising not to do that, and hopefully this advice request does not violate the spirit of that... But it feels weird not to be able to talk to my family about my life.
Last big issue is, she read my text messages to a friend while I was sleeping one night, and found me complaining to him about her(before I really realized the harm it was doing. I get it now), and he was also complaining about women, and used a phrase like "I'm tired of these hoes", basically conveying he was tired of women in general. When she read this, she took it as him calling her a whore and me not standing up for her. It was course inappropriate language, but I do not believe he meant it personally against her. She does not want to see him because of this, and I feel she does not want me to, but he is my best friend of 15+ years at this point. I am unsure what the resolution is. We both want to continue the relationship, as we have a very good one in general, but she seems a bit more unhappy recently. I just am unsure what to do. Can I salvage the friendship and relationship?

So I’ve been battling with both anxiety and depression for the last seven years and last six months, I felt good better than I have in a long long time. But I don’t know what’s going on, but I suddenly feel like nothing is worth it anymore.
I’ve been ignoring everything assignments tests just staying in my room and laying in bed. I even skipped my classes today.
I don’t know if this matters or something, but my closest friend is basically going through a mental breakdown and it just reminds me of myself and the situation I was in a couple of years ago.
And she’s the only person currently that I could talk to because the people I trusted before we’ve kind of lost touch, and I don’t know how to talk to her without making things worse for her.
I wish there is someone I could talk to, but at the same time I have really really bad trust issues and I don’t open up to people. The last person apart from my friends that I let in broke my heart, so people are not really my favourite right now.
I just need something, I don’t know what but I just want to feel better. I was doing so well and I hate feeling so empty. I hate feeling like I don’t care because I care. Just can’t get myself to do anything about it. I don’t know what to do I just want this to go away.
I haven’t felt like this in a year. Even then I didn’t feel this bad. I can’t seem to figure out why I’m just so unaffected by anything rn. I don’t know what triggered me.
I’ve cried all morning and honestly I hate being vulnerable I just don’t want to feel this awful anymore.

I (32M) went on one date with a girl (32) when I was visiting from interstate. We went for dinner and I found her super gorgeous, smart and intelligent. We ended up hooking up and I messaged her the day after saying that I felt so lucky to have met her. We continued chatting when I returned to my city and as I was after more of a sexual thing, I tried to veer the conversation in that direction. She then asked me what I was looking for atm and I told her that I left a relationship last year and was just keen to go on cute dates with people like her. I asked her what she wanted and she said something more meaningful. I still continued to engage with her and revive some of the memories of our night together, as it was pretty hot and she told me she didn't want to sext but she was still pretty flirty. I messaged her again in response to a post where she looked super hot and she told me that she thinks it's best that we stop talking as we both want different things. I agreed, telling her that this is best for the the location thing too. She then told me she felt a real connection with me and didn't want things to get complicated and I told her I definitely felt a connection too. She then told me to message her if I am looking for a relationship and plan to move to her town (I told her this was on my mind) and I told her that I'd love to do that. I'll admit that I was a bit spooked by this, considering that we only met the one time and I was keen to get out of that situation asap.
About 6 months has past and I haven't spoken to her, but I do frequently like her stories when she posts hot/pretty pictures of herself (not every picture, but I'd say it's been on a weekly basis). However yesterday she messaged me out of the blue, telling me she felt confused as to why I was doing this as she thought we were on a different page when we spoke last. It took me a while to get back to her and I was very brief with her because I didn't want her to get the wrong idea that I was still interested and told her that I didn't mean anything by it, that the heart button is easy to press and I wont do it again. I also told her that I felt we were on the same page and didn't know what she meant by that, but I'd rather not talk about it further. She messaged back saying that it was a strange thing to do, considering that she made it clear that she's looking for a relationship and told me that she thinks I'm an asshole who leads people on. She also had a go at me, saying that I present myself as a super progressive guy who cares about women's rights but I treat women like shit. Since then she's blocked me from all contact.
I spoke about this conflict with my two female friends and they're siding up with her, telling me that I was being a player, that I acted like a gigantic asshole and she had every right to block me. I'm super suprised by the way she reacted to something so innocent and feel she's just being petulant because I don't reciprocate feelings for her. Did I do anything wrong here? I don't wanna be that guy she accused me of being.
***TL;DR***:
A woman l I went on 1 date with told me she wanted a relationship after we hooked up and didn't want to continue talking after. Over the last 6 months I've frequently liked her stories and she messaged me out of the blue calling me out for it and accusing me of leading her on. Any insights as to whether I was or wasn't in the wrong?

A while ago, I became friends with this person. Their living conditions at the time were poor so my family took them in for a couple months as we were doing our senior year at school. We became really close in a very short amount of time and that was unusual for me because I’m very introverted and I like to keep to myself. They were a great friend and they were always there when I needed them. They were patient and understanding, supportive and they always pushed me to do better in school and everything else I did. A few weeks later, I realised that I’m in love with them, and confessed my feelings to them. And they confessed that they in fact, felt the same way. The first few months were great. They loved me like I’ve always wanted to be loved. We were so good together. But then they told me they’re in love with someone else and that they were going to be together eventually. My heart broke into a million pieces. I didn’t know what to say or how to react. It was hard for me- it still is. They then proceeded to say that they were still very much in love with me and didn’t want to let me go. And me being the person I am, knowing full well that it’s beyond wrong, agreed to still be with them even though they are currently dating this other person. It’s been a while but my heart still sinks when I see them together (which is all the time because I’m practically their best friend and I’m with them all the time) Sometimes I wonder how different it would be if they had been honest from the start. I wish I could grow a pair and say that I’ve had enough, but I can’t. I don’t have it in me. Because I love them, and I want them, for the rest of my life.

Hey everyone! Please give me your honest advice and input on this situation.
Two or three years ago I (25M) met a handsome guy (25M) randomly at a neighbors party and pointed him out to my straight friends as a bi guy. They didn’t believe me, but later that evening we hooked up. He pulled back the following few days & weeks but we started hanging out a lot, we both made out with a female friend together and would occasionally do the same or slightly more in select situations that summer (often while drinking). Since then, we’ve become the closest of friends in all ways except physical or romantic. We’ll sleep in the same bed, spend afternoons golfing, days doing whatever with friends, but on my end there is a bubbling up of romantic attraction.
Since we’ve met, I lost a bit of weight (straight normal seems to be gay fat) and started to excel in my career and now have many options for guys— but I don’t feel like many of them fit as well as he does- at least in my perception. I bring it to Reddit (lol) because I think it’s hard to see one’s own situation neutrally.
My friend is very suave, handsome, charming, caring and so fun to be around but His downside is that he isn’t employed full time (for a few years despite having opportunity). I sense he has a bit of a confidence issue because of that. He prefers to hang out with friends at their home and can’t afford to travel (which I do a lot) but He takes care of his toddler nephew nearly full time— something that has made me see so much beauty in him because of how clearly he loves him.
I am solid enough in my own career & finances that that doesn’t really matter to me anyway at least in the short/mid term, although he is also studying and working towards getting a job in healthcare and is on a massive self-improvement kick.
Nevertheless he in the 2.5 years I’ve known him become truly one of the most genuinely kind people I know, and is very affectionate. We’re both talking about how it’s almost gardening season when we spend a lot of time in my yard working and are looking forward to it. We’ve been playing golf together at least once a week since snow was off the ground, and hang out every weekend with our friends.
In short, we have a very wholesome friendship but after multiple flare ups, I find myself once again hoping for more.
We’re both more on the masc side and in some ways have more of an uphill battle talking about our romantic feelings overall but this weekend he opened up to me about how he was in love with a man a few months ago and it got me thinking….
For other context I am the type of gay that no one’s necessarily knows if I’m gay or not- so I tell them, and he’s the type of bi only gay guys know and will go after women more frequently by chance. All the same, he tells me after parties that he’s not interested in this or that guy and is trying to be celibate and would only have sex with someone who he really has feelings for. He is so insistent I find it almost like he doesn’t want me to be jealous or concerned, but I’m not an impartial observer like you, the reader.
I’ve gotten myself into a confusing friends or friends and more situation and again deeply appreciate your time reading my full description and your advice on how to proceed.
It could be 50/50 with high stakes on either side of the odds. Let me know what you think and how you’d proceed.
Good luck on your own endeavors, thanks for helping me with mine 🥂

Need advice
I’m just sick of how people treat me. I feel like I’ve let myself be pushed around my whole life, not just with friends and stuff but family. Everyone takes advantage of how I am and it’s just been wearing me down so fucking much. I know this is probably pointless and probably won’t be read by anyone I just am so tired of it; wanted to get it out. The times I do try to be more “assertive” or whatever I just am made out to be the asshole. I just don’t know what to do. Even if it’s not terribly big situations I’m just so so tired, of feeling pushed around and punitized my entire life man. Even new people in my life after they see how I am, no matter the person they always get like that. Like since I don’t talk that much my feelings aren’t as important. Like I’m just an emotionless flesh robot that can’t feel hurt. Stupid ass analogy but, idk. Just sick of it. Been taking a big toll on my mental state

hello! so this is awkward.
i don’t think you will need background, but here is some. i just got the IUD liletta in january this year. i am sexually active and occasionally use other forms of contraceptives.
anyway, i ask this question to people who have or have had an IUD, or who know a lot about it.
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i can feel my string and it feels like 1-2 inches long. it does not come out of my area. i did have s3x today.
in the past it has felt like a nub.
could it just be shifting and adjusting with the rest of my body? or should i be worried and go to a doctor?
is this normal?
Help, please and thank you ❤️
(please don’t be mean or say that what i do is wrong, it is all done with a loving partner)

Obviously, whinging about the ME3 ending is nothing new, and I'm a Decade Late and a Dollar Short, but here goes. And I want to stress that these are my personal gripes only. Everyone has their own take on ME3 and the ending, and I'm certainly not suggesting mine is any more insightful. If anything, I'll concede that my reaction is highly emotional, and relates to how I played the game and my emotional attachment to certain characters.
The "refuse" ending, whilst an interesting quirk, just makes no sense whatsoever, especially when considered in context. You've amassed the largest force in Galactic History, and Millions have died to get you to this point. And you decide what? To not make a decision, but simply walk away, condemning BILLIONS to extinction. (Yeah, I can see where the Indoctrination Theorists are coming from.)I also feel that "Syntheis", whilst again an interesting quirk, is a nonsensical solution even by Sci-Fi standards. The idea of a powerful energy wave that terminates all synthetics is difficult enough, but the idea that it could instead magically transform everyone into cyborgs is absurd. It also leaves far too many questions. Does every piece of technology now become partially organic? What of the Geth who exist ONLY as software capable of moving between hardware. And how does this suddenly make the Reapers abandon their quest?So that leaves Shepard with the choice to Destroy or Control, and I actually think that's a good ending. Shepard can, if they choose, make the ultimate sacrifice, take control of the Reapers and spare the Galaxy.
So, what I really object to, is the way in which the ending is handled.Throughout the game the focus is on building alliance and gathering War Assets.Yet ultimately they mean nothing. The final mission is exactly the same regardless. It still comes down to Shepard (and 2 missiles) to save the Galaxy. I would have expected that at a minimum, different war assets would see different squad members survive for the final push through the Beam. Similarly, a lack of war assets should have seen the Crucible damaged, denying the destroy option.But no, no matter what you did, the final scenes are still the same.I get that there are supposedly different outcomes, in terms of survival and damage, but they are so obscured as to be meaningless. Regardless, the relays are destroyed, and we get the speech about rebuilding. So at that point we get no tangible benefit to high War Assets. I imagine that in weaker endings, the squadmates present for the final epilogue are diminished, but by that point, so what. Even the so-called "Perfect", Shepard Lives, ending, is nothing more a momentary pointless flicker.
Again, I would stress that those two choices, do IMHO make for a good ending, it's just the implementation I have a problem with. Considering this was always going to be the end of an era, they should have done a much better job.