I was got in to a stem research program in a different country. It was a really competitive program and it's hard to get into and I was able to get into the program.
We have to travel abroad and tbh, the reason too why I applied was because I'm so sick and tired of my mom repetitively tell me I should do something in the summer. I'm so sick of living life with her but can't because I can't afford a living while in college and has a physical disability. (Even that she forced me to go to college and signed me up without my consent).
The problem was I was gonna be sent to Africa for research and my mom greatly disagrees with me. She wanted me to go to Asia instead. I don't really understand why but my mom is so manipulative and I admit I was brain washed my whole life thinking that I needed her and no one else. That I'd go to hell if I hated her. So I talked to my mentor that I have to go to Asia instead due to my disability. But actually it was mostly due to my mom not wanting me to go to Africa. My program mentor was annoyed at my request as after 12 hours of country I was given to, I had to change. I told him that he said himself that he can accommodate us if we want to change within 72 hours of declaring what country we will go to. And he remembered that so he agreed to my request.
Upon going to Asia, I learned my mom decided to find a conference in the same country I'm going to. I was upset because all along I learned that she wants to follow me and watch me over. However, it is also the program's policy to not have family members follow us abroad because it's suppose be for us focusing on connecting with others, immersing ourselves in the culture and do research. She insisted to see me in secret and no one has to know. I insisted no but she gave me a glaring look and scared me so I agreed.
Abroad, it was hard. My colleagues were not the best at collaboration and negotiation. This one girl wanted to get what she wants. Instead of eating and trying out the country's cuisine, she wanted Yakiniku, Hot pot, American food etc. She wanted expensive stuff. She controls all of our actions and acts as if she is the mother. Because she is the oldest. It was bad. I'm not rich so I can't afford to eat dinner with them. So I lied that I don't eat dinner. But I actually go to eat the cultural food which taste better and cheaper.
I also didn't have a set structure of research where my the research given to me conflicts with the program's policies. I talked to my program mentor about this and he just doesn't listen. I tried and tried and he just became rude at me. If I don't do my research I will be in trouble. If I didn't follow the program policy, I'll also get in trouble. And I'm in a different country so nothing works right. So I did what I think is right and the most important, do the research anyway. Then the problem aggravated when my mom came. Now it sounded like I'm vacationing there instead of working. She does everything for me and at least wanted me to have a day off when I'm not suppose to.
My colleagues rat me out, they also ganged up on me. They were verbally and emotionally absuive. They also found out I was eating in a cheaper restaurant and not with them. They argue they're Americans too and crave the cuisine too so they needed it quite often in dinner as they eat the country's food everyday and is sick of it. I told them, we're in this country to immerse ourelves at the same time save money as American food is 8x more expensive and I'm not rich. They claimed they're so hurt for what I did and think I can't be trusted. The others 2 wanna do their own thing but they said they were terrified of this girl. And I just happened to not be. It's also not requird but encouraged to eat dinner together. But I got in soooo much trouble from everyone. It was bad to the point I became suicidal.
I know I should tell the truth. But no one is even negotiating and listening to me. And my mom was part of the problem.
I have to be sent back home. I was already depressed, can no longer fix my relationship to my colleagues as they're forever mad at me. But I finished my research datas and just have to write them all down.
My mom talked to my program mentor. My brother was there too. My brother explained to me how my mom was just acting like a victim and that she just cares for me. My brother who also has the same sentiments to my mom's manipulative personality. It was awful and I was now seen as the outcast and villain.
I can't move on from that. And until today that all of it was my fault.

Hello, I am a 22 years old female. I have four siblings, 1 brother who is 1 year older than me and he has cerebral palsy(he is the blessing in our lives) and 3 elder sisters of which 2 middle ones are twins and the eldest one is married. So we sisters are in the field of medicine and all my elder sisters are graduated but I am the only one not graduated yet and we all are preparing for exams to pursue medicine in foreign countries and none of us is working at the moment. We all sisters live together in a house far away from our parents because of education and my parents can’t move with us because my father built his business in that small city 20 years ago so that he can support us for our future as we all are planning to move out of our country due to bad situation of our country in general and it’s overall very expensive as we are 4 and foreign medical exams are super expensive hence moving will totally ruin our financial status. So the problem here with us that we sisters fight a lot. Specially my middle twin sisters. Both of them are 26. My eldest sister is married but she is currently living with us because her husband is in another country so she is staying with us till she gets done with her exams and stuff. I basically study in a medical school which is in another city than my sisters or parents live in but I have summer vacations going on that is why I chose to live with my sisters for my vacations. The problem with us is that we are happy in general with our studies and stuff but there happen to be a lot of fights between my sisters. Like I Just moved a few weeks back with them but the fights has been going on since we were kids. There are times that we are happy together but when the fights that happen are so big that they come to physical abuse. Mostly the fight includes one of my middle sisters. Let’s say she’s twin A. Now since we are growing up she has always been jealous of people like people who she used to study with because they get higher grades and she always all the time says that people compare her with her twin sister Twin B. Twin A is average looking and average in grades and she generally fights with people and has no friends at all. While Twin B is pretty, slim, well mannered and have really good friends. Now all of my siblings I have been always told that I am the smartest one and I have good confidence and I have even travelled outside of the country few times alone hence I have good contacts and I am generally friendly with everyone but I am average looking. Now the comparison Twin A talks about is mostly with Twin B. It is with me as well but with Twin B is even with small things. Now for example if we have few people coming to our house and me and Twin B are usually talkative so if any person talks to me or talks to Twin B then Twin A throws tantrums that people always do that they talk to you and not to me they always do comparison. Twin A always says to Twin B that people talk to you because you are pretty. Now in general we belong to a good, decent family and we try to make things up. We always(specially me because she listens to me) to calm down the situation whenever we or they fight but the situation goes so much out of hand that Twin A starts verbal and physical abuse. Twin A beats Twin B. Twin B comes back with replies too but she never tries to defend herself. Twin A out of aggression would through phones or laptops or anything around her. I always say to Twin A that you are better in a lot of things in which Twin B and I are not and much more things like not everyone will talk to us but one time she would agree to me and then the other time she would start fighting again. Now let me go to little back story of Twin A. Twin A was good student in general when she was young. As twins they have always been with each other and even after all these years they are together because they are in the same profession and now preparing for the exams of the same country. Now Twin B was average in school back then but Twin A was very good but when the time of MCAT came, Twin B got selected and Twin A did not. Then Twin B got into a medical school in which she got selected because of good scores while Twin A did not get selected into the merit one due to very low scores in MCAT but there is system of self selection in my country where you would have to pay 4x extra money to get into a med school. As Twin A did not get selected she asked my father to get her into self selection one and then my father agreed she went into a 5 year medical school but the school was different from the one Twin B was into. Now when Twin A got into med school she faced a lot. She got diagnosed with religious OCD and we all sisters helped her through that we used to go with her to the doctor help her with stuff but the terms between Twin A and Twin B did not get any better. When Twin B got into med school on her own and she got separated from Twin A she saw a different perspective of life. She always said that she is glad she got out of Twin B’s negativity, comparison, jealousy and abusive environment. Twin A when she was in med school used to get into a lot of fights with people, she used to trust other people and give them money and she had a lot of issues with her roommates and people in the University as well. After 5 years both of them came out of their med school and started to live together because both are going for the same future path and they were living in the same city and it is generally not really safe for girls to live alone in my country and being from small city and being girls my parents are generally very much concerned about us. Now it has been 1.5 years since they have moved together there has been never a single day on which they had not fought. Twin B took her one foreign medical exam and passed although she started late then Twin A but she has to take 3 more however twin A has not taken any exam yet because she has not been prepared and she has very low confidence. But as I have 2 months off from my med school I have decided that I will be taking the exam as well so that I could get done it soon. Now Twin A and I have our exams in 1 month and Twin A is still not getting off of these fights and comparison and I am sick of it. My parents are not helping a lot because if they do anything Twin A then blocks them or goes out of the house without telling anyone or stuff like that. However we other three sisters are in good terms but Twin A always starts tantrums about comparisons when we never do comparison. If there is anything that I have then the same exact thing my other sister has. If I have been allowed to study for foreign exams then my other sisters are also given the same. But all this negativity and comparison is just killing my peace I mean I am already like dead and I have my exam in 1 month. We can not tell anything to my father because Twin A never listens to him and my father is already very stressed because we lost our grandfather a few months back. I don’t know where I should seek for help but it has been really hard for all of us. I just want to get done with my exams and move into another country and start earning but it will probably take me another 1.5 years. I don’t know what to do.

Throughout the course of my OW1 and OW2 career I’ve done this to escape “elo hell” a few times.
Basically I play and climb until the games consistently feel stacked against me and my win rate drops significantly (closer to 50/50 across about 20 games). Once this happens I make a new account and (once eligible for ranked) do placements. Typically I place just above where the previous account stalled out.
In OW1 I went from (account 1) Bronze->Gold, (account 2) Gold->Diamond doing this.
After a few years off I came back and went Silver->Plat, and Plat to diamond (so far and still climbing).
I’ve seen that the problem is the hidden MMR actively keeps you around a specific rank once you’ve logged so many games. When the data pool is smaller for the mmr to place you, you move more freely.
Of course your skill and performance is also a limiting factor, but for those of you who have been hard stuck for awhile, give a second account a try as it has worked for me. Plus, if you’re cheap like me, it will save you money since you won’t sink money into one account for skins/season pass.
If anyone else has tried this let me know how it has done for you. Happy climbing!

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24 F, TX. I started going to college when I was 16 because my high school paid for it. By the time I graduated my basics were done. I picked my major after the 2016 election, poltical science with a minor in history and I will say this is what I’m passionate about. I mean, I know it’s what all young people are passionate about. But I absolutely eat this shit up. Unfortunately I realized pretty quickly that I fucked myself. I do not want to be a lawyer. I don’t have the money or the GPA (I think I’m riding at a 2.5 and I blame that on not taking it seriously as a teenager) I just turned 24. I still don’t have a degree. I changed my major to computer science at one point, did a semester, then to social work for a semester. I fucking hate computer science. I’m great with computers and the go to IT girl at my job. I’ve had a computer and internet access since I was like 5 so it all comes second nature to me but computer science. I’ve tried to take the coding boot camps, I HATE them. I’m not good at following along at home or WFH. I fail miserably at both. I need someone to report to and to be afraid of lmao. I also have even less interest in healthcare, ANYTHING related to it. It’s literally what every woman down here does and they make stupid good money but it’s just..not for me. I don’t want to. I have a weak stomach on top of not having great customer service skills. I’ve been doing admin/office work for most of my twenties and I do enjoy it. I currently work at a nonprofit and it’s been a great place for me. My title is receptionist but I also do write their grants/all social media post and I think that’s my issue. None of my skills are high paying ones. I’m not interested in sales. Not to sound like a typical gen z’er, but it sounds stressful. I don’t want to have to meet certain quotas and be stressed over that. I would like something simple just 40-50 hours a week and the same paycheck every time. I have loved the non profit world and my personality type fits in perfect for it but I also know they pay caps out around $50,000 and that’s the high end unless you’re an ED or an actual grant writer. Money isn’t everything to me which is why I don’t want to leave my current job right now. I make $35,000 in a LCOL area and I have no student loans. I’m also just not an expensive person so I manage pretty well. I manage to read about a book a week at work, got a grant writing certificate while working, and when I was still taking classes, I could do all my HW/readings at work. My boss is an amazing person and I feel valued/cared for at my job. I started at $10 hr in October but have gotten 2 small raises since then on top of a $2k christmas bonus. I have no intention of leaving right now but i know the time will eventually come and I want to be prepared. I don’t want to just be a receptionist for the rest of my life (even though this is the job that keeps every buisness together and is highly important) Also, I have bipolar disorder. I manage well with a therapist but currently don’t take medication. I have disability accommodations with my school, when I go. I really do feel like this impacts my choices as well since it’s not something that’s going away. I never report this to any job and don’t plan to because of the stigma.

i'm 23, my sister is 30. i live in europe and she lives in the north-east of the US and there's very little i can do from here.
first off i don't blame her. from living paycheck to paycheck to handling everything about adulthood on her own with people who don't give a shit about her, she's been passively suicidal for pretty much her whole life, but over the past few years she's lost so much. two of her childhood pets that were the only things that gave her true comfort, about whom she joked a whole lot in their old age that she'd kill herself when both of them died.
well, last year was the year it happened. this was after already losing a close friend she was on bad terms with at the time to a housefire, and after losing our cousin to a brain hemorrhage. among others. but she hung on. she was posting about missing them daily, and that remained her coping mechanism. and in the middle of that existing grief, her best friend, the only friend she had that was loyal enough to drop everything on a dime and be with her in person when she needed it, the only friend that truly listened, suddenly died in a motorcycle accident.
one after the other after the other, before she could ever recover from the previous deaths. she's dealing with not only grief, but guilt that she could've been there and done something to save her. this is the last nail in the coffin. my mom, who moved back to the state to be with her in her grief, says she talks about killing herself every day. when i checked in with her, the first thing she said to me was "honestly sissy, i just want to die." when i asked her to promise me to at least hold on until i could come visit her later in the summer, she said "i'm sorry, but i can't. i can promise i'll try. but i can't promise. i'm tired. it's too much."
and i don't blame her. she's been fucked over by so many people, and she's lost countless others. the society she lives in doesn't make it any better.
and here's why i decided to post this in this sub rather than in off my chest or any other mental health community: no matter who i vent to about this, they all say the same thing. call 911. get her involuntarily committed, she's a danger to herself. she needs professional help.
she's been 51/50'd before, and it didn't fucking help. she maintains to this day that she's grateful to absolutely no one for "saving her life" at the time, because the way they treated her in that glorified prison ended up making shit worse for her. the entire 72 hour hold she just wanted OUT and eventually she played the game of pretending she felt better so they stopped surveying her like a hawk.
she also cannot financially afford to be locked up and drugged like that against her will. the police don't know how to handle suicidal people besides handcuffing and treating them like criminals, which is what happened the last time someone called 911 for her. while i can admit that some psych wards are better than others, the ones in her vicinity are all abusive and do more harm than good.
so i'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. she says she needs IN PERSON comfort. talking about it or having calls with loved ones does nothing, and she's being overworked to hell at her job and gets max 4 hours of sleep per night with a 4 hour roundtrip commute.
i'm trying to come to terms with the fact that it's her life and she's autonomous when it comes to what she can or can't handle. i've seen first hand how bad luck has targeted her and if i were in her position i probably would've offed myself a long time ago. but now it feels like i'm existing on an inhale, expecting that at any moment i'll get a message or a call that she's gone.
all i can do is scrounge up enough money over the next few months to come visit so i can be with her physically (which is the only thing she needs right now), but i don't know if she has that much time. with her job keeping her away from home 18 hours a day, i feel all it takes is one more thing to go wrong for her to impulsively swerve the wheel during the commute and it'll be over. i can't be present to make sure that doesn't happen.
so i don't know. i've had this sick feeling for a long, long time that i can't see her making it past 35 and i'm pretty sure she feels the same about herself. i'm stuck between respecting her decision if she goes through with it and anticipating a crushing guilt that there's something i could've done to prevent it. but there's nothing else to do that won't make it worse. i feel so horrible for her. and so helpless

I'll be open here and say I've never voted strategically. I know in the last snap election it was pushed really hard to vote liberal to keep the Cons from coming to power but the corruption of the liberal party was so bad that I couldn't justify the "lesser of 2 evils" approach, and my trust was broken after Trudeau went back on electoral reform even though I understand that a referendum would have failed like it did in BC. But after this last censorship bill (c-11) pushing to regulate online content and our feeds, banning of hunting rifles (hot topic here but you need a higher powered gun to hunt big game ethically, people die from the smallest guns), mass printing of money to give to his cronies (tbh I think the Cons would have probably been worse since at least we had cerb). It's hard to see how they aren't just Cons with a smile, hell, they even bought a very expensive pipeline project.
I really am lost for this upcoming election because I am also deeply disappointed with the NDP on Bill c-11 and supporting the use of the emergency powers as I am personaly deeply anti authoritarian.
Plus, the biggest thing I'd be worried about with Conservatives in power aren't really federal jurisdiction (education and healthcare to an extent) and it would be political suicide to ban fay marriage and abortion as seen in the states who are in average more conservative on those issues

Hi everyone, I am(20) in desperate need of advice. Last year I met this guy (19) who seemed to be great, I mean off the bat the chemistry was amazing. Unfortunately how we met had little to nothing to do with morale. He did have a girlfriend at the time but they were long distance and on the brink of separation. I also had a partner but this was a domestic violence relationship hard to escape from. Yeah I know how it goes, you lose them how you get them blah blah blah. So we made the decision to seperate from our previous partners because we discussed and made it clear we had grown more and more attracted to each other on the daily basis. I mean with every conversation, touch, quality time, dance and exchange, it was like there was just this irresistible force between us that couldn’t be broken. Not too long after we were beginning to establish the seriousness of our relationship, he had to move to New York with his father to get his life back together and get on his feet. I let him know that I am not into long distance relationships and while he’s up there he could do his thing, since we’re both young and still foolish. For about 8 months he stayed gone and as soon as he came back, I was the first person he came to see. It was almost like he was back like he never left and the chemistry remained the same. After a few weeks arguments were being had because I was going through a rough time and I felt like he wasn’t there like I felt he needed to be. To be fair, we both have strict parents and jobs to work so the was rarely time for us to talk about my issues, but he did the best he could with our schedules. Little did I know, he was going through a rough patch at home as well, he just wasn’t willing to communicate the way I would about his living situation because of his pride. His mother kicked him out and now he lives with a random girl from tinder. He’s sleeping with her and helping pay her rent and he’s let me know he’s not in love with her. Recently she found our chats in one of his phones and was upset, but she didn’t kick him out. I didn’t want him on the streets so I just didn’t say anything plus I don’t know her and I don’t want to bust her bubble because I don’t like mess. He is staying there until he gets back on his feet and gets his own place but for now that’s the situation he’s in. I am somewhat okay with it because I’m about to go into the military but in the other hand I just don’t feel like he needs to live like that if he’d just learn to communicate with the people around him. I only wish for him to confide in me as I did him but it’s something about his pride that just won’t let him. I really need advice because I love this man with my heart and I want better for him, but at the same time I want to know if this is a waste of time. I don’t want to move onto somebody and easter their time when I know I’m not over him. We are just two young adults in love trying to figure it out step by step. I wish I would have heard him out more when he told me about his mother (who is Jamaican by the way) She was taking all of his money that he earned himself, showing up to his jobs and taking his phone, constantly yelling about things that were already done. Just a lot of bad energy from her and he’d always remain respectful to her. I understand he needed to get out but I just don’t think it was the right way.

I'm married for about 9 years now. Overall we have a pretty good relationship. My wife is preg now, so she's feeling down and not her usual self, so she's not as talkative as usual. I pick up my wife from work every day. Lately, it's just become awkward. I start off with "how was your day", and her response ranges from good to not so good, depending how she felt that day. But then the rest of the ride is just awkward silence. There's like nothing i can think of to make conversation. I basically know everything about her day and workmates, its like the same boring schedule every day, so there's nothing really anything to discuss. Sometimes, if something major happened that day she'll share, but most of the time its not like nothing worth sharing so we'll just sit and stare at each other, or look at my phone, and I hate it.
I used to not have this problem because when she's talkative and chirpy then conversation flows well, and I usually reciprocate. But when she's feeling down and nauseous (and this is going on for months now), and she's not in the mood of offering information, I find that its extremely hard to start a conversation. When she starts the converation its somewhat easier for me to take it further, but when she doesn't do that, its very hard for me, I was never very good at chit chat, so the ride just sucks.
It's not only the work commute, this can happen with Saturday and Sunday when were both home. If I do my own thing, reading, watching, then I'm good. But as soon as we sit down for a meal, she'll usually repeat a cute comment that our kid said, we'll laugh, sometimes she'll complain how hard the kids were that day, but there's not much else to say. I feel like we ran out of topics of conversation.
I probably come across as the most boring person on earth, but it's really not like that. I'm very opinionated and I don't have this problem with my intellectual friends sharing my opinions, and having philosophical discussions. My wife is just not into that, so our relationship dynamics is very different, we always had very different interests and hobbies, so we usually discuss kids, money, or anything about her life and friends (I dont have much of a social life). I can sometimes have very deep and meaningful discussions with her too, don't get me wrong, but this is not the norm. But recently I find myself running out of converstaion too often, and I'm not sure how to solve it.
Does anyone else here experience something similar? Any idea how to solve it, and how to bring new fresh topics to the table?

Hey guys, this is probably an odd question for this sub, but I searched and couldn't find an answer anywhere. I've been getting my tax refund the old-fashioned way for years: paper check in the mail. I never had a problem until this year, when someone stole my 2022 tax refund check out of the mail, forged my signature, endorsed it to themself, and cashed/deposited it somewhere. It was a not-insignificant amount of money for a student, too.
I waited weeks until I could report it missing, then I waited a few more weeks to be sent a copy of the forged check with a claim form. I mailed it back immediately with tracking, waited two weeks for it to be picked up from a PO box, and now I'm presumably waiting for them to process my claim.
Do you guys know how long that part of the process takes? Any experiences with it? I was really hoping to put it into my student loans as soon as I got it.
Lesson learned and heed my warning fellow check-lovers. Switch to direct deposit for your refunds. Avoid the headache. I'm really hoping that they accept my claim because the forged signature was similar (not the same) to my actual signature.

I am so, so tired and depressed. My first ex was emotionally and physically abusive, and there were so many times where he'd mention a celebrity being hot without complimenting me. I had to ask him to stop doing that and start complimenting me. On the rare occasion when I did decline sex, he sometimes went and watched porn in another room (and I had sex with him often, about once a day, but sometimes, I just wasn't in the mood!!). I literally walked in on him jerking off to porn in the shower after we had clarified that neither of us would watch porn during our monogamous committed relationship. It's been over a year or two since we stopped dating, but I recently checked on his social (he had reached out to one of my friend's boyfriends, which reminded me of him and his account), and he follows instathots and sexual accounts, women with faces and bodies he claimed were ugly and fake when we had been dating but are now clearly getting him hard.
My second ex seemed like a good and nice guy but also had commented on celebrities being hot without ever complimenting me at the beginning of the relationship. It just devastated me because clearly I do not hold a candle to Olivia Wilde in terms of physical appearance. I had to ask him to stop telling me other women are hot... which seems like an insane ask and also reminded me of my first ex. If you really think your girlfriend is beautiful, why are you not telling her while telling her how beautiful other women are? I also had to ask this one to compliment me, to which he responded that he wasn't comfortable with giving compliments. But he was so comfortable telling me compliments about other women?? He also hadn't wanted to take any photos of or with me. I had to beg him for that, too. Anyways, he ended up complimenting me more but it felt cheap and flimsy since I had to beg him to do it and also beg him to stop calling celebs hot. Toward the end, he said I was the most beautiful girl and prettier than celebrities, but I know he was lying because it's just not true and his previous words and actions showed that.
He didn't follow any instathot accounts but had liked a few sus tweets from coworkers, which upset me and we discussed it and he unliked them and didn't do it anymore. I also clarified at the beginning that I don't want my partner to be sexually gratifying himself to other women's bodies, in person or electronically, including porn. He agreed and said he wouldn't do it, but then ended up doing it four months into our relationship and acted like it wasn't a big deal. It super upset me for obvious reasons and also because I was developing UTIs after sex constantly and was on antibiotics, which weren't healthy for me. Also paid a bit of money for the appointments and meds I had to take for the infections... I had been sacrificing my health to have sex with him and please him, which he was aware of, and he still just didn't care and jerked. Like who cares that my girlfriend could die of a kidney infection from pleasing me, I want a big titty porn star video right now, my gf can die for all I care.
I feel so awful for straight women because we literally have slop for options. All men seem to do this and want their cake (having sex with our bodies and whatever else they drain from us) and to eat it, too (being able to consume porn of millions of other women and be unfaithful to us). I am just sickened and tired and want a normal, decent boyfriend who is faithful to me like I am to him. I hate how normalized porn has become. It is NOT normal for men to have the "need" to watch multiple different women to get their rocks off. And my second ex struggled occasionally to get and stay hard and I felt him go soft inside of me a few times like seriously... I am so unattractive in his eyes that he can't even stay hard inside of me during sex. I think he was used to jerking to other women and just subconsciously found my body unappealing because.... hey, there are literally goddesses online who I cannot compete with and lose out to every time. I will never be beautiful to anyone. Being beautiful is so beyond reach for me. I'm more likely to die and come back to life three days later than be pretty, and it makes me want to just end myself

Hello, I am a 22 years old female. I have four siblings, 1 brother who is 1 year older than me and he has cerebral palsy(he is the blessing in our lives) and 3 elder sisters of which 2 middle ones are twins and the eldest one is married. So we sisters are in the field of medicine and all my elder sisters are graduated but I am the only one not graduated yet and we all are preparing for exams to pursue medicine in foreign countries and none of us is working at the moment. We all sisters live together in a house far away from our parents because of education and my parents can’t move with us because my father built his business in that small city 20 years ago so that he can support us for our future as we all are planning to move out of our country due to bad situation of our country in general and it’s overall very expensive as we are 4 and foreign medical exams are super expensive hence moving will totally ruin our financial status. So the problem here with us that we sisters fight a lot. Specially my middle twin sisters. Both of them are 26. My eldest sister is married but she is currently living with us because her husband is in another country so she is staying with us till she gets done with her exams and stuff. I basically study in a medical school which is in another city than my sisters or parents live in but I have summer vacations going on that is why I chose to live with my sisters for my vacations. The problem with us is that we are happy in general with our studies and stuff but there happen to be a lot of fights between my sisters. Like I Just moved a few weeks back with them but the fights has been going on since we were kids. There are times that we are happy together but when the fights that happen are so big that they come to physical abuse. Mostly the fight includes one of my middle sisters. Let’s say she’s twin A. Now since we are growing up she has always been jealous of people like people who she used to study with because they get higher grades and she always all the time says that people compare her with her twin sister Twin B. Twin A is average looking and average in grades and she generally fights with people and has no friends at all. While Twin B is pretty, slim, well mannered and have really good friends. Now all of my siblings I have been always told that I am the smartest one and I have good confidence and I have even travelled outside of the country few times alone hence I have good contacts and I am generally friendly with everyone but I am average looking. Now the comparison Twin A talks about is mostly with Twin B. It is with me as well but with Twin B is even with small things. Now for example if we have few people coming to our house and me and Twin B are usually talkative so if any person talks to me or talks to Twin B then Twin A throws tantrums that people always do that they talk to you and not to me they always do comparison. Twin A always says to Twin B that people talk to you because you are pretty. Now in general we belong to a good, decent family and we try to make things up. We always(specially me because she listens to me) to calm down the situation whenever we or they fight but the situation goes so much out of hand that Twin A starts verbal and physical abuse. Twin A beats Twin B. Twin B comes back with replies too but she never tries to defend herself. Twin A out of aggression would through phones or laptops or anything around her. I always say to Twin A that you are better in a lot of things in which Twin B and I are not and much more things like not everyone will talk to us but one time she would agree to me and then the other time she would start fighting again. Now let me go to little back story of Twin A. Twin A was good student in general when she was young. As twins they have always been with each other and even after all these years they are together because they are in the same profession and now preparing for the exams of the same country. Now Twin B was average in school back then but Twin A was very good but when the time of MCAT came, Twin B got selected and Twin A did not. Then Twin B got into a medical school in which she got selected because of good scores while Twin A did not get selected into the merit one due to very low scores in MCAT but there is system of self selection in my country where you would have to pay 4x extra money to get into a med school. As Twin A did not get selected she asked my father to get her into self selection one and then my father agreed she went into a 5 year medical school but the school was different from the one Twin B was into. Now when Twin A got into med school she faced a lot. She got diagnosed with religious OCD and we all sisters helped her through that we used to go with her to the doctor help her with stuff but the terms between Twin A and Twin B did not get any better. When Twin B got into med school on her own and she got separated from Twin A she saw a different perspective of life. She always said that she is glad she got out of Twin B’s negativity, comparison, jealousy and abusive environment. Twin A when she was in med school used to get into a lot of fights with people, she used to trust other people and give them money and she had a lot of issues with her roommates and people in the University as well. After 5 years both of them came out of their med school and started to live together because both are going for the same future path and they were living in the same city and it is generally not really safe for girls to live alone in my country and being from small city and being girls my parents are generally very much concerned about us. Now it has been 1.5 years since they have moved together there has been never a single day on which they had not fought. Twin B took her one foreign medical exam and passed although she started late then Twin A but she has to take 3 more however twin A has not taken any exam yet because she has not been prepared and she has very low confidence. But as I have 2 months off from my med school I have decided that I will be taking the exam as well so that I could get done it soon. Now Twin A and I have our exams in 1 month and Twin A is still not getting off of these fights and comparison and I am sick of it. My parents are not helping a lot because if they do anything Twin A then blocks them or goes out of the house without telling anyone or stuff like that. However we other three sisters are in good terms but Twin A always starts tantrums about comparisons when we never do comparison. If there is anything that I have then the same exact thing my other sister has. If I have been allowed to study for foreign exams then my other sisters are also given the same. But all this negativity and comparison is just killing my peace I mean I am already like dead and I have my exam in 1 month. We can not tell anything to my father because Twin A never listens to him and my father is already very stressed because we lost our grandfather a few months back. I don’t know where I should seek for help but it has been really hard for all of us. I just want to get done with my exams and move into another country and start earning but it will probably take me another 1.5 years. I don’t know what to do.

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James Worthy: corner 3 spot up, baseline corner drive to the basket (slow coming up the court but quick on baseline)
Aaron Gordon: corner 3 spot up (get so many greens here). Surprisingly good rebounding down under CJ McCollum: Harden like 3 point range both spot up and off the dribble pick and roll
Demar Derozan: hardly misses from mid range and top of the key extended
Nikola Jokic: can use as a Point Center and fast up the court. Top of the key 3 pointer is money
Dominique Wilkins: slasher to the rim and 10 feet from basket 2s. Plays similar to Dr. J but with more authority dunking
Jerry Stackhouse: slasher to the rim and 3 pointers Jason Richardson: 3 pointers and off the dribble shooting
Antoine Walker: 3 pointers top of the key and extended. Deceptive rebounding and up the court speed
Andrew Wiggins: good drive to rim and finisher
Patty Mill: off the dribble shooting and spot up 3
De’Aaron Fox: speed up the court for 3s and defense Richard Hamilton: similar to Demar
Isiah Thomas: speed with ball and defense, mid range and top of the key 3

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I started my military career in June of on Sand Hill at Fort Benning. I can still tell you the unit I was in for Infantry OSUT (One Station Unit Training), and the names of my Drill Sergeants . . . this knowledge is embedded in my DNA, it's like a cheap tattoo etched inside my eyelids. I will know I'm senile when I can't pop out those details at the drop of a hat.
It was in my 13 weeks of Basic Training and Infantry AIT where I first got acquainted with the wide range of colorful people I'd encounter in the Army. In my platoon we had delinquents who could barely get moral waivers that were battle-buddied with college boys who'd lived charmed lives; we had "old men" of 30 wanting to do their patriotic duty that were battle-buddied with kids so young and green they shaved twice a week whether they needed to or not. We had Active Duty, National Guard, Reserves and even a couple of MOS reclasses.
On top of all that, we had Waters.
Private Waters was born with fetal alcohol syndrome (FAS). His mom simply could not turn off the tap while she was pregnant with him - he carried that burden throughout his life. Folks with severe FAS have a look about them. Just as you can unfailingly recognize a person with Down Syndrome, you can look at a person with severe FAS and know it immediately.
Go ahead, take a minute to do a google image search on Fetal Alcohol Syndrome - you'll see what I mean.
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Welcome back. See any features you recognize on someone you know? Explains a lot, doesn't it?
Severe FAS can result in problems with learning, memory, attention span, communication, vision, or hearing, among other things. Waters definitely had issues with the first four on that list.
Here's the thing, though: Waters wanted to be there at Infantry school. He volunteered to join the Army. He mustered enough concentration to take - and at least minimally pass - the ASVAB. I don't know what his score was, but it was enough.
Whenever someone gives me shit about soldiers being brainless, I have a canned response that's based in bitter personal experience: Yep, soldiers can be stupid, but you have to pass a test to get into the military. Any dumbass motherfucker can be a civilian.
We all knew that Waters needed some extra guardrails, and all of us in that basic training platoon stepped up to help him through. This could be a problem sometimes. For example, Private Tentpeg would walk past Waters in the morning and remind him to make his bunk before heading to formation. So Waters would start making his bunk. Then Private Snuffy would walk past, see Waters was making his bunk (and think to himself "Yay! Waters remembered to make his bunk today!") - then he'd remind Waters to square away his wall locker before heading down to formation.
Do you see where this is going?
Hearing Snuffy, Waters would go start to square away his wall locker. If you asked him in that moment if his bunk was good to go, he'd tell you it was, because he remembered that he had started to make it. He just couldn't remember if he had remembered to finish it. If he was then distracted by something else while working on his wall locker, he'd also insist that his wall locker was squared away, and for the same reason. If he looked at any of those items again, he might realize he needed to finish them, but he didn't operate well without either a really obvious visual cue or someone directing him. The latter usually produced better results.
He wasn't much better physically. To see Waters run, do pushup or situps, try jumping ja- . . . er, "side straddle hop" - or even march, tbh - the only phrase that came to mind was "like a monkey fucking a football." So. Much. Uncoordination. The final PT test almost sank his timely graduation.
In one instance, Waters came to me complaining that he was missing a button from his BDU blouse (BDU's? Fuck, I'm old). It wouldn't button up correctly, and could I give him a hand? I looked at it for a couple seconds and could see that he'd started with the wrong button in the bottom button hole. I calmly explained this to him and helped him correct his mistake. I'd learned early on it didn't do any good to get upset at Waters - he couldn't help it and yelling didn't fix the problem. He got a sheepish look on his face as I adjusted his buttons, was a little embarrassed, and said simply "I'm sorry, I get like that sometimes."
Me: I know, Waters. It's okay, we've got your back.
And that's just the thing - he knew. All his life, Waters knew he was a little short upstairs. But that didn't stop him from trying. He asked for help, he accepted the help, and he worked hard to overcome his limitations. On top of that he was a team player and he didn't shirk hard work. It was because of his attitude and commitment that the rest of us helped him along. We pushed, and pulled, and coached, and looked after him all the way through 13 weeks of Infantry training. In the end Waters met the standards - on his own and just barely - but goddamnit he graduated with the rest of us and didn't get recycled.
We weren't thinking about it at the time, just being fresh in the Army ourselves, but looking back I'm pretty sure there was a Squad Leader, a Platoon Sergeant, and a First Sergeant who were cursing us and our Drill Sergeants when Waters showed up at his first assignment. I never knew if, or how long, he lasted on active duty.
Sure, he was about as sharp as a box of doorknobs, and definitely frustrating sometimes, but he was our teammate and as long as he kept trying we weren't going to let him fail. That lesson of teamwork and cohesion stuck with me through 27 years of service, and I carry it still. I've known a lot smarter people who can't be bothered to put in half the effort that Waters did. I don't have time for them, but I will always help someone who is working hard to help themselves.

This is gonna be a long and probably confusing post, trying to get my thoughts on paper or write them out just seems impossible at this point
My ex gf(34) and I M(29) broke up just under 5 weeks ago. We were in a LDR for 8 months and I fell hard in love with her
She was married and I was single, I never pursued her because of this. Until one night we were hanging out on a discord call with friends and she messaged me telling me how attractive she thinks I am, I at first thought she was messing around and thought nothing of it until a few more messages, then she came on very hard sexually. So I decided to say fuck it and go along with it cause i always found her attractive and we vibed. (I regret it everyday, at the time I didn't care about her marriage and I know how shitty I am for it, karma has well and truly done what it needed to do to me) this continued for a couple weeks, it was highly sexual, the messages, voice notes, videos, pictures and calls. This goes on for a couple weeks and then she started to talk about how she was feeling towards me, she would call me her twin flame, say things like she's never connected with anyone the way she does me etc. I always rejected the talk of feelings because I didn't want to go there. I didn't want to catch feelings as this was purely sexual to me. Fast forward a couple more weeks and at this point we have been talking a fuck ton, about very personal things, our childhoods, our life, bonded over music, games and whatnot. She continued to push her feelings for me and I continued to keep my guard up because I didn't want to end up in this position I am now in. She told me she was going to divorce her husband, I never commented or gave advice on it because lt was not my place to do so. I did tell her to heal from her divorce, take time for herself and find herself again. She agreed and wanted to do so, so she could be fully available to me. I know at this point we had already cheated and destroyed another man but I atleast respected her for wanting to heal. She filed for divorce and we continued to talk but then the subject of love came up. I told her I will not go there until me and her are in person and know how it really feels, she agreed but then one week goes by and she tells me she is in love with me. I was falling for her and knew how I felt but wanted us to do so in person. We then became a couple... I know how fucked up it is, I really do.
She would tell me weird things like men always hitting on her, always trying to get with her, send me screenshot of guys non stop bothering her. I never asked for these things, so It made me feel weird but I never communicated it, which I know is my fault and something I've learnt. At this point we were dating and she would complain of this one guy non stop bothering her and she can't get rid of him. I told her just tell the dude you're with your bf and he will probably back off, I was not happy with her over this because it felt like she was hiding me. She apologised and we moved forward with it, then she started lying about being in other guys streams. I called her out on her lies and she would always proceed to call me jealous and insecure, the thing that hurt the most was after our blowup she would go back into that guys stream and give him money. Felt like a kick in the gut. Was there jealousy there? Yes? I sat with it for a while to understand why I was being jealous and all I could think about was the amount of times she would tell me about different men trying to get with her and the little lies she would come up with, i could never prove she was lying and i know it made me sounds crqzy and possesive but i know what i saw and i know what my gut was telling me. I'm normally not a jealous man. This would happen a few times and it hurt me but I bottled it up and it came out in the wrong way. That's on me... another example is when she mentioned this man messaging her just after her divorce, wanting to take her out etc. She would shit talk this guy to me, call him creepy and whatnot. One day we were laying down and I look over to her, I glanced at her phone and here is the same guy she is calling a creep messaging her. I was furious, instead of confronting her I gave the silent treatment, immature of me I know but I just didn't know how to deal with what my gut was telling me, I rejected it all and refused to believe that this person I'm in love with is lying to me and God knows what else.
She also told me about a time her best friends husband tried to kiss her. Again, I dont know why she told me this but hey ho. She also told me how they both cheated on one another many times. She brought me to that house, I remember the four of us chilling in their garage having a drink, laughs and a smoke. Her friend showed me photos of a lake they all go to in the summer. As we left to head back home my gf goes on to tell me how she isn't happy with her friend, she didn't like the way she leaned over me to show photos. Then went on to say how I am her friends type and all this bullshit. I told her to take that up with her friend and leave me the fuck out of this cause I did nothing nore even notice something like that. We had a massive argument over it. Wasn't the first time she got jealous over another woman. I dont mind jealousy, i think its a normal reaction to have but as long as it doesnt become unhealthy and controlling, the other ones were minor but questions were asked about certain women liking photos on my Instagram. One I went on a date with once and the other who I worked with. That's it, I was happy to say who these people were and what they meant to me. I had nothing to hide. Time goes on and she flew over to me (London) for my birthday. We argued that night too and she threatened to leave me, I told her if she ever threatens to do so again, I will leave her as I found it cruel to put that one someone. Writing this out I realise how toxic this all was. Which hits me hard because I felt like I was in love and we connected so well. I wish I communicated how I felt better, I wish I didn't do what I did and I wish I was given a fair chance to be in love. I am also at fault for this I'm fully aware.
Fast forward to few weeks ago we have a massive row again because I called her out on her lies, she called me a psycho and too possessive. I tried to explain its not that you are in another man's stream, it's the fact that you lie about it and I don't know why, she then goes on to tell me im only ever comfortable when she goes to a her other best friends house, i said yes because she seemed level headed and honest, the reason i felt uncomfortable with her going to her other friends house was because of them doing cocaine in there, which she had told me about but it was all made out to be like i was jealous because the husband tried to kiss her. It had fuck all to do with that, its drugs and she knew how i felt about drugs. But I was starting to feel like I may genuinely be highly jealous and insecure. I dont know if that's because she has made me feel that way or I am like that. I've worked hard these last 2 months to make sure that's not the case. Anyway she forgave me and we moved forward, until 3 weeks later she said this isn't working. I begged, I pleaded and I didn't understand why I was given this chance and then had it snatched from me when I was doing everything I can to work on myself
She went on to say she wants to heal because she had just gotten out of an 11 year relationship, and be by herself. I found it hard to believe considering that's what she should've done 8 months ago, like we said. Then she proceeds to tell me its because of the hurt I caused her that night a few weeks ago when we argued. I accused her of lying, which she was.i didn't verbally assault or call her names I just asked her to tell me what is going on. We were intoxicated and I just had enough of the little lies. I know that is for me to work on and put right, I will accept anything and everything I've done wrong these last 8 months. I realise I'm a shitty person and whatever came from this relationship I deserved. But I feel like I was never given a chance considering how we started. I know I never should've got with a person that was married. The trust was not there because of it but still i pushed how i felt aside and rejected my gut feelings. I tried everything to make sure we didn't do that but words and time spent together. I fell in love
Not even two weeks went by and I found out she is already dating. I knew this would happen cause she done it to her husband, who the fuck am I right? I aint special. But I'm hurting so much, my confidence is shattered and I'm lost. She said she wanted space but keeps reaching out to me, told me she will always love me and how a piece of her heart will always belong to me. Its been 5 weeks and she still reaches out, not as frequent but will send me a message saying I really do want you yo be happy, I ignored her cause seeing her face just brings me to tears, she brought up how i am ignoring her messages and i told her if she wants to talk then let me know. She then messaged me saying she hopes I'm alright, I replied saying I'm alright thanks, yourself? My heart tells me to let her go, remove her from my socials and really start to heal but I can't let go and it's killing me
I know I deserve to feel how her husband felt when she moved on straight away. I get that but I don't think I deserved the emotional abuse here, I think its emotional abuse. I'm just so confused and trying to figure it out so I can learn from this
There will be things I have forgotten or not put in because the post is long enough but if there are any questions I will answer them. I dont want this to come across as me shitting on her and blaming her for everything. I know I had my part in this and I fucked up in so many ways but I cant escape the feeling of being emotionally abused here

Newer christian, saved last year so I am still learning and coming to terms/understanding things!
Having a hard time grasping the fact that SO many people will be in hell. Examples I've come across where it's been hard- people from HS that were so sweet and kind but just don't want to believe in Jesus, my own family choosing rebellion and leaving their belief, my family members who have already died... it's hard to grasp. I hope I am explaining correctly.
I also feel so much guilt- I do not feel called to these amazing gifts of evangelizing that I see so many people doing. So many missionaries, street preachers, even people going to pride events to pray for people and spread the gospel. I feel so guilty and like I am being disobedient by not doing the same thing. I am more of a behind the scenes person- the church's success or my (future) husband's success is my success. I prefer to pray for people, donate time and money to serving, spread the truth to people I already know, and want to raise god-loving children instead. Is this wrong? Must I be a amazing evangelist to be pleasing to the Lord?

And I’m realizing my concept of touch and autonomy in relation to my own body are soooo unhealthy. It’s bringing up feelings I didn’t know I had about situations that happened in the past. I’m struggling in a way I’ve not experienced before. We’re only on effleurage and in our second session in which we are actually working on each other and not just lecture/discussion. Is this something that other people have gone through? I love the classes and working with my classmates but I was in no way prepared for this. I knew it was going to be a bit awkward initially and I knew I was taking on a new journey of personal development but I wasn’t expecting this. I have no money for talk therapy or I would do that, I’m trying to figure out how work through this on my own.
Sorry if this is rambling. It’s hard to put into words what I’ve been experiencing.