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Original post [here.]( Last Wednesday I sent my email off to the patient relations department of the hospital. Today the clinical manager for the Fracture Clinic called me personally. The nurse in question is not actually a nurse - he is a orthopedic technologist. The manager explained to me that this means he sets casts and fits braces - and air boots. Apparently he did think I should have been wearing a smaller boot and the boot I was wearing was too much for just a broken toe. (However, seeing as how he was not the doctor who treated me initially and SPECIFICALLY assigned that size of boot...) He also supposedly was trying to make a joke with his comments. The manager told me she had spoken to him and told him that his comments were not perceived as sarcasm/a joke and apparently he felt bad for offending me. I feel like the Clinic Manager did take my concerns seriously, but also now this guy totally knows I ratted on him and now I have to see him in three weeks. Still anxious about that but at least it's for different reasons now!

Clinic Manager called me and gave me a satisfactory apology and explanation. edit : Please stop sending me messages telling me I'm a pussy/bitch for being hurt by how I was treated.

I have been with my girlfriend for one year. We had a very romantic beginning and have gone from long distance to living together in that time. We have lived together for 6 months and we are amazing together. We are both very much in love and tell each other so on a daily basis. We argue over small things occasionally and it has finally dawned on me why... She is an extremely committed christian. I was luke warm about it at best when we got together. Now after attending church with her and studying the bible with her i am more certain than ever in my life that i have no belief in any of it and i have no desire to live my life with any religious focus. I have come to the conclusion that despite still being in love with her i need to come clean and break it off. She is already talking about marriage and kids and i know that my thoughts are totally incompatible with her view of the future. Its now or never and i have decided its the right thing.. My question to reddit is how do i do it? She is going home in 2 weeks and we are going long distance again (by necessity) for a short time. The problem is that since i have come to this realization i want to tell her and get it over with as soon as possible :( Do i tell her all this now, do i let her enjoy our 2 weeks and do it right before she leaves? Or do i do it over the phone or skype once she is gone? I dont want it to seem like i am just taking the easiest route for me, i want the path which will result in absolute minimum heartbreak for this girl. I truly love her and this whole thing completely sucks. :( Thanks for any replies.

I have decided to break up with my girlfriend. Do i do it now or in 2 weeks when she is leaving for a while?

My boyfriend is bisexual, and I'm curious. We came to a decision where we would let each other hook up occasionally with the same sex; so, I would allow him to hook up with guys and he allows me to hook up with ladies (I haven't as of yet). However, as part of this openness to our relationship we put two simple rules in place: Always tell when you have a hookup, and OK it with your partner first (This second rule isn't in place anymore as I'd grown more used to it; I was new to the whole idea of letting each other hook up with same-sex). It requires a lot of trust, and people who are aware of this in our relationship have often asked me how I react when he hooks up with guys. I respond as I always have: I've never really cared. Funnily enough, it's actually been more beneficial to my trust in him and has brought us closer together.

I didn't feel any different. I wasn't mad as I was fully aware of it and it was 100% consensual, I was very, very intrigued, and no I do not feel betrayed in the slightest.

I'm 5'5, weigh about 125. At the end of high school I started gaining weight slowly until I was about 155 at the beginning of this year (I'm finishing junior year of college). I've struggled with my weight since I was a kid and tried everything my freshman and sophomore year to get my weight down. Some of it was really dangerous and horrible for my body, and it never worked. I became obsessed with losing weight and it would result in me losing a few pounds, bingeing and gaining it all back. However, at the beginning of this year I made myself stop. I set no limits on what I could eat or how much. I became busy with school, happier with new friends, started walking everywhere and honestly for the most part, forgot about food. Since I wasn't putting all this pressure on myself it wasn't on my mind all the time. I would eat whatever I wanted whenever I was hungry. I ate my favorite foods for meals, but ate pretty small portions and never snacked. And slowly the weight started coming off, and so far its stayed pretty steady!

Don't live your life around food, put your focus elsewhere, and when it comes time to eat, try not to over-do it. P.S. If anyone reading this is having trouble with their weight, or eating disorders, or just wants to talk, feel free to message me!

So I just got hooked up with a girl a couple weeks ago by my friends, the first relationship of my life (hers too) and we're both pretty shy, introverted, and like the same things. After the first date, she warmed up extremely quickly and made the first advances, and was super affectionate in general. We text every day, for hours upon hours but the conversations are rarely interesting. Over texting, her replies are usually only a few words in length and are only replies to questions I ask about her. She's still super affectionate, and frequently makes reference to how "I'm the best decision I've ever made", calls me cute and babe all the time, says she anticipates our next date, will occasionally use some innuendos followed by ";)" yet never asks questions about me or brings up topics of conversation. Her non-flirting replies only answer my question directly, with no intention of moving forward the discussion. Sometimes, I'll take a 5 minute break from texting (she always replies instantly, so points for eagerness?) to see if she'll come up with anything on her own. She invariably doesn't. To be frank, if it weren't for her frequent references to her attraction towards me, and the fact that she always initiates the conversations, it would appear that she has no interest in me at all. The way I see it, she's either: Only attracted to me physically and not for my person (interests etc.) which doesn't make much sense considering I'm slightly overweight and not particularly attractive. Doesn't really like me but wants to put in the minimum effort to keep the relationship going, since I'm her first and she likely has no other alternatives, as neither do I Texting just isn't her thing None of these bode well, but she's a really nice person and extremely pretty and I don't want to lose this opportunity. What do you guys think? Also, if it's relevant I was recently diagnosed with clinical depression and have a tendency to get paranoid, thinking everyone hates me, and generally overrexaggerate things. Is it a possibility that I'm just delusional and everything's fine?

my gf isn't interesting to talk to, but not 100% sure it's because of a lack of interest on her part (I'm very socially inexperienced, not very good at picking up cues)

so this is a throwaway account. I've been with my boyfriend for 2.5 years and in a LDR for the past year. Before that we've had sex a couple times but I greatly exaggerated how good it felt during cause I wanted to make him feel good. But I hate sex. I hate everything about it. I just put my feelings aside to please him but after we had sex I was depressed and cried a lot. I never felt so disgusted and humiliated. He doesnt know that. He has been texting me recently that he wants to try anal. This terrifies me and just thinking about replying to him gives me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don't want to make him mad. Should I tell him that sex is just not for me or should I suck it up and just give him what he wants? thank you so much

I hate sex so much but I fake it for my bf. I am very scared and sad that my bf wants to try anal. Should I tell him how I feel or just let him do what he wants?

Here's the thing: the "Nice Guy" approach is bullshit. Players, ladies men, assholes, etc. can be just as nice (I would know). The difference between the two is that the nice guy is nice to women in hopes that they'll sleep with them (or relationship, whatever). This is manipulative. You're just saying what you hope they want to hear in order to get what you want. Stop. You know what works and is so cliche it's ridiculous? Be yourself. When I say that, I mean it. Genuinely don't give a shit about what others think about you. Have things going on in your life that are fun, that people want to be around. This way, when you finally meet a good chick, you can invite them into your life. Otherwise you just come across as clingy. Women want to be with a guy who has his own thing going and is willing to let them join in, not a guy who is out "looking for The One." Girls call me an asshole all the time and probably 90% of that is meant in a fun way (as in I tease them, nothing legitimately rude). And you know why that works for me? Cause I call them out on their bullshit. I know who I am and what I stand for, and I'm gonna let you know (guy or girl, platonic or sexual), and people respect that. I don't suck up to the girl and hope that by being nice, she'll totally be into me.

Advice: don't try to manipulate women by being a nice guy. Know what you stand for and who you are, and the right woman (for you) will appreciate that. You can be nice without being a "Nice Guy." Just don't only be nice.

My roommate moved in in Sept. with two cats, each 1 1/2 years. I have since adopted the slightly-overweight male cat, and roommate moved home 2 days ago and took the other cat with her. Today while doing laundry I found cat turds in my towel pile...and upon checking the litterbox realized that he hasn't been using it at all. It's in the same place, it's the same one he's always used, litter is the same brand. A few hours later I walk by the litterbox and he's pooping three feet away from it on the rug... My roommate never really kept the box clean, so could it maybe be that I cleaned it & put new litter in it soon as she left? I thought maybe it could be the absence of the other cat in some way, but they've been separated for up to two months before. He's eating the same brand & amount of food. Has this happened to anyone? What could be causing this, & how do I stop it before there are secret turds everywhere?! (I will add that this is the first cat I've had.)

My 1 1/2 year old cat started shitting in random piles of clothes despite his litterbox being in the same location that it's been for months.

Throwaway account for obvious reasons. I've been training my dog to go outside to bathroom for some time now, but despite the constant training to poop on command she is not getting the que it may be time to poop especially when it is pouring rain outside. I've kept a rigid schedule she usually follows but she gets really choosey and prefers to take her time. So I end up saying "poopy potty time" half a million times looking like a crazy person to the passer by. I am at my wits end and decided if I cant get her to make quick on her Lincoln Logs outside when I want her to, maybe I can just get her to use a toilet and not have to worry about her schedule. Of course I would take her for walks and stuff for exercise but I just am tired of standing outside in the pouring rain waiting for her to produce a chocolate brownie. She is a very smart dog and I have taught her other things like using her left or right paw to shake, but Potty training has been a nightmare. I have trained her for months now and there seems to be zero progress on freeing any chocolate hostages upon order. So if I can't realistically get her to toss her milk duds into the porcelain throne, maybe just some additional pointers on the pooping on command thing could really help ease the frustrations with production in her chocolate factory.

Dog refuses launch her dark submarines upon order despite repeated training, requesting possible training for evac at the torpedo bay or additional instructions for helping speed my order up for dunkin' donuts.

I would start by apologizing and making nice just to throw them off. I would let a year or more go by, being nice, hanging out whatever I need to do to very slowly and incrementally gain their trust. As I started gaining their trust I would start taking notes about anything important I could, any secrets, important numbers like pin codes or SSN numbers - literally anything I could get my hands on. I would only take them down in note form. Then one day when life throws them a curve ball like a friend dies, or a girlfriend cheats on them whatever - I would let loose all at once. Spreading any SSN numbers or bank pins, account numbers all that stuff. I would drop all the secrets directly to the people they concern. Then right as the chaos is reaching a peak Id let them know in once sentence that it was me and why I did it then Id disafuckingpear and never say a word to them again. Emotional scars dont heal like physical ones.

Make friends - good friends - with them. Gather all the important/incriminating shit I could on them. Wait for something awful to happen, then slip the knife in their ribs (metaphorically) while they're at their lowest. Then walk the fuck away and not look back.

I was at a local bar (who had live local music every night) with a few friends of mine. My friend Sam and I (we are both girls) were talking to two guys who were "friends of the band". Neither Sam nor I had any romantic interest in these guys, and were having a good time talking and joking with them. They offered for us to come with them (outside behind the bar) to smoke a joint. So we (all four of us) went out back to smoke a joint. Not long after we came back in one of the guys was starting to say creepy things to my friend Sam. She's very shy (to the point of social anxiety) and not the kind of person who confronts others. Lucky for her, I don't tolerate shit from people. I asked him nicely a few times to leave her alone and didn't. He then started to rub up against her back while she was sitting at the bar stool. That's when he went too far. She was in obvious distress and I told the guy to back off or I was getting him kicked out. He told me "This is between her and me, and I'll beat you down if you get in my way" (he was over 6 feet tall and built, I'm a skinny girl at a little over 5 feet tall). So I went up to the bouncer (Sam and I were both regulars, these two guys had never been there before) told him what happened, and asked for him to be thrown out. When the bouncer did throw him out the guy argues "The band that's playing are my friends, and those girls were hanging out with us so it's OK", the bouncer kicked him out anyway, but talked to us about it. He was taking the guy's side. He said since we had smoked with them and talked with them, that somehow invited that kind of behavior. I told him no matter what happened before, the moment it got inappropriate, he should have stopped what he was doing and left us alone after we asked. That and the fact that it is not right to threaten a girl my size (or anyone for that matter) with physical violence, after being asked nicely several times before to cut it out. The bouncer was also blaming us for the band getting pissed about the situation, but in all fairness they were busy playing music and did not see the events their friends caused. The bouncer told me to "never have this happen again". Real classy, blame the victim for not wanting to become a victim.

I was out with a bunch of my girlfriends, a creep bothers one of my friends (verbally and physically), I get the jerk kicked out of the bar, the bouncer blames me.

it's all about where you're located. if its an option, and you REALLY need to get working, consider finding some other place to live /work if where you are now doesn't have enough employment opportunities. there are many many places constantly needing workers, and they train on site. i've had two or three jobs with no exp necessary (cooking, few different labor jobs, even work framing houses) research places with decently low cost-of-living and find work that works for you (likely not your dream job). nah, just try to find something that gives useful experience (sales, construction, plumbing, electrical work, computers, basically anything..) i'm only 23 and though my years out of school haven't been nearly as great as 17 year old me hoped they would, i've gained quite a bit of work experience in so many different areas. AND not only that, but the people you meet(whether they're great to work with/for) give you so much social experience that you just cannot see on a day-to-day basis but after a few years you really notice the collective-...hmm, how to put it? growing-upness? the point is, dont be scared, it's a great way to meet new people. have an open mind, and embrace new opportunities, because your outlook is everything. if you'd rather sleep than get up for work than you really need to take a hard look at what money can do for you. desire. persistence. willpower. focus on those three things and the rest of the feel-good stuff (usually) comes with it. not saying any of this was anything you wanted OR needed to hear, buuut. i know 17 year old me could have made use out of (something like) this.

the amount of work available is different everywhere. find work that will expand your-hopefully-useful-for-your-future knowledge. even if it sucks, MAKE a plan and USE it to PUT yourself into a situation that doesn't suck.

Sorry folks, things got busy at work, and the server went down for scheduled crashing, I mean updates, so I had to wait until I got home. This is going to be a wall of text. Please stay with me. I am a pretty junior E5, only had it on for a few months, when we had an incident involving one of our female crew chiefs and one of the E8s in the unit. She is young, in her mid 20s, smart funny, and very good at her job. She also is about an 8\10. He is married, in his 40s, and thinks he is untouchable. We are in overseas, and have gone to a local bar for a few drinks. We have one or two, and this guy starts getting loud. I mean roaring loud, and his comments about the female we with are totally inappropriate concerning anyone, much less someone we work with. Eventually, the younger group, (under 30 years of age) bail, and go to another bar. She is upset, crying, and pretty much in pieces. All of us put our heads together, and decided, "he can't do this, it is wrong, unprofessional, and just fucked u". So the next day, the female goes to the equal opportunity office on base and reports his stupid ass. I was there, so I get called into e-9s (his boss) office, where I am told I am going to sign a prefilled statement that none of this actually happened, and she was lying. I told the e-9 I was not signing his paperwork, and he couldn't force me to. He blustered and tried to threaten my career, but I'm Irish, and bull headed, so finally he let me leave. Now we have a bunch of people who did sign statements stating this did happen, and a bunch more stating it didn't. The special investigations people had to get involved, and eventually figured out the e9 was trying to cover all of it up to protect his buddy. He was courts martialed and sent to the brig at Charleston navy yard, and everyone who he coerced into signing a statement lost a stripe for the aforementioned falsifying an official statement. The asswipe who started it all, he lost a stripe, fined two months pay, and retired as an e-7, costing him an asswhack of retirement pay.

Asshole harasses one of our folks, gets reported. Buddy tries to bail him out, gets himself in a shitload of trouble, and takes a shitload of people with him for signing the "statements" he had for them.

You just change the way I eat. I want to thank you with all my heart for posting that video, I sat there and watched all of it. It was an eye opener!

Fructose(sucrose) is an alcohol with out the buzz, causing the same health issues as consuming ethanol or your regular can of beer Coke == Beer metabolically speaking

Check out Habushu's post, Another good example is that there are examples of homosexuality throughout the animal world. Natural as can be, a recent hypothesis that I found interesting was that in nature only the alpha males mate, the others would have improved relations if they were homosexual. What you say is a valid idea intuitively to you which I understand but you must realize that the scientific evidence contradicts those intuitive ideas. Your preconceptions of what is the purpose of a human being and the idea that it goes against human biology is contradicted by science.

You say it clearly goes against human biology, science says the opposite. I assume scientists know more about human biology than you, so my belief is that of the scientists.

In high school, that was a guy that i always pranked. One day, during break time, i went back to the classroom, and hid his stuff (backpack, books, pens). Not happy, i took his desk and chair, and placed in another classroom. I rearranged the front and back desks to look like his desk never existed. After break time, a teacher comes in with a test to give. When the guy comes in, he gets confused about his missed stuff and desk. Everyone sat down, but he was standing, with no place to sit. The teacher asked him if he'd just arrived in the school. He gets really upset and starts to yell at everyone, blaming some people for this (including me). The teacher doesn't understand shit, and send him to the principal. The next day, story was: he cursed the principal for not doing shit, the principal gave him some days of detention, and his mother ended up taking him and his sister out of our school. I don't know if he ever got his stuff back :/

pranked a classmate out of school. EDIT: So far, i'm a twat and an arsehole ( an asshole in british accent). I agree, but this was a long time ago, i've changed, i swear :(

Okay, first off if this is the wrong sub for this question please advise me to where I should post it. Also, I made a throwaway for this post if you need more personal information about wages. So this is what's going on, the company I work for and another (much larger) company in same industry got bought out by a third (much much much larger) company and they in turn merged the two together. Now working for the new company I found out employees of the other company are getting a day rate bonus that is significantly larger than our smaller company was paying us. In this industry workers are paid a base salary that is based off employee experience level and productivity, and a day rate that is a flat amount everyone gets paid for each day they work. Basically, I'm working with people doing the exact same job for the same company and they're making $560 more a month on the day rate. To add one more wrinkle to the conundrum, we (smaller company) are getting paid directly by the much much much larger company, while employees of the other company are still being paid by their old employer. It has something to do with the merger not being 100% official until the 1st of the year. We all report to the same people, call ourselves the same company, have the same emails and business cards, but our checks have different names on them. I've repeatedly talked to my bosses explaining I thought this was unfair and asking to be brought up to their pay scale, but the explanation they're giving me is that we're separate but equal until the 1st of the year, and the much much much larger company won't "give any raises" until then. My basic question is is there anything ethically/morally/legally wrong with what's going on with pay wage scales of employees after a merger, or if I should just put my head down and grind it out until the 1st?

Getting paid less than employees doing the same job after a merger, and I feel this is wrong. Is there anything I can or should do?

First off I'm a 23-year-old male to give this some context. A few nights ago my roommate had a bunch of our mutual friends over. After hanging out for a bit I decided to go kick it with our neighbor for a little while (also was asked to pick up the hookah from him). We step out back to have a cigarette which overlooks the townhouse complex's pool/spa and there are two women (and one man) skinny dipping (around 11 at night) with a bottle of whiskey. In an attempt to keep this short they invite us over there, give us (well me, neighbor doesn't drink) whiskey. Last thing I remember is being in my shorts with one of the girl's holding the bottle of whiskey for me as I chugged from it, then her trying to convince me to take off my clothes. I wake up the next morning back at our place wearing blue scrubs, my face is covered in dry blood, with hydrogen peroxide and bandages laid out on the nightstand for me. Turns out I ended up doing a butt naked face plant on the cement by the pool and threw up on myself. My friends took me inside while the party was still going (me still butt naked), checked my teeth to make sure I wasn't missing any, then got me in the shower to clean up. They tried to get me to put on clothes but I was refusing, only saying "I understand" then eventually had to force pants on me, gave me a shirt (which I put on myself) and I passed out on the bed. This is by far the most embarrassing thing I've ever done, half of my social group has now seen me naked. However I also realized what great friends I had. Not only did they clean me up, put clothes on me, and put me to bed (without drawing any penises or anything on me) they were also really nice about it. Sending me messages asking if I was okay and just laughing about it essentially saying "it happens" and not to worry about it, rather than making me feel embarrassed about it.

I got extremely drunk, went skinny dipping with strangers and did a butt naked face plant into cement. So Reddit, what are your humiliating stories? I'm sure there are better ones than mine out there.

Brief background: relation ship was great, we even both spoke of marriage. She is in school and I work. Up until recently we would spend all of our free time together. About a month ago, after a night of little to no communication from her, she called the next day and broke up with me. She said she was stressed from school and didn't have the energy for a relation ship. She also said she still loved me, wanted to talk still and hopefully come back to me once she is able to handle her workload. I of course protest but agree, albeit sadly. This was a month ago, mind you. We still talk most days but she seems so flaky now. I have to ask her to call me. It takes her forever to respond to my texts. She's spent the night once since then and bailed on another meet up just a few days ago from this writing. I feel like I'm being needy but this is out of the norm for us. When she did bail recently she wanted to officially "break up" again but still wanted to talk and she still wanted to be with me but can't at the time. I guess what I'm asking is: Should I wait(I want to) and keep speaking to her? Or should I try to move on? And is this a legitimate reason to break up with someone? I feel like I could always find time for the one I loved. And do you think she is lying?

GF broke up with me because school is kicking her ass. Wants to come back after she can handle school/life. Am I stupid for waiting? Is she lying?

So a little background, I'm 5'9 and started at 238 about a year ago, I'm down to 201 but I've been fluttering between 201 and 205 for the past 2 or 3 weeks. Last week I was out for a jog and twisted my ankle and ripped up my knee pretty bad, rendering me useless for about 7-9 days on top of that I went home from school for 5 days for my sister who's having a baby. During this break, I didn't watch what I ate and became kind of depressed, I decided this morning to go to the gym and at least do some upper body lifting as I was feeling big and just needed to get out of my head and feel healthy. This was no good, my lifts were weak and I became discouraged, I didn't even want to think about weighing myself as I feared I was over 205 which is the weight I promised to never ever go above. Stepped on the scale and I'm at 200.8!!!! I know I just have to get back in my program and my lifts will come back, it'll just take time. I wasn't going to give up but it was so tempting today and I'm so glad I didn't.

Thought I had gained a bunch from an injury and a vacation, after a bad time at the gym I came home only to find I'd stayed around the same weight and hadn't gained a bit!!!! Don't ever give up!

If you want to tell a compelling story about characters worth getting to know and caring about, pick up a bag and get to work. Have you ever heard or read the phrase, "You can't learn this in a book?" There's a reason for that. If you have an aversion to prosecution, here are some things that may help: Weeds is a show about a drug most consider to be harmless - pot. But the protagonist is special because we haven't seen too many soccer moms in a posh suburb pushing 420. Breaking Bad is a show about a drug most people loathe - meth. But the protagonist is special because we haven't seen too many chem teachers trying their hand at pushing speed. You'll find similarities in the anti-hero protagonist who has to make high-stakes decisions (pun intended) and storytelling that inspires action that comes out of left field, which should be the basis of a good screenplay. The differences are in the details, which will trip you up, and what I think you are really searching for. For that, look at criminal case law, specifically drug crimes in major metro suburbs (NY, LA, LV, CHI, HOU, etc.). Not because that's where the cool dealers live, but because it's where most dealers live. There is always a crazy drug story somewhere in the Metro section.

The best stories happen in real time, in real life and there are moments and experiences you simply cannot make up. Give us something worth watching, please, and good luck.

Throwaway because my brother is a redditor. My brother is 24 years old and still lives at home with our parents. He has never had a job for more than three months, and shows no real interest in getting one anyway. He insists that he is a writer by profession, but he makes approximately $500 per YEAR freelancing through the internet. He has no car or drivers license, and he attends community college sporadically, attempting to get a "writer's certificate" (not a two-year degree) and has no real aim to further his education after that. He had a birthday recently, and I noticed that he seems depressed about his situation. He deleted his Facebook page and has started sleeping all day long. He and I used to game together, but he has lost all interest in doing that as well. I told my mom that I am concerned about him, that I think he might be depressed. She said "I don't want him to go to the doctor and get put on meds, he doesn't need to start that". It's like she has some kind of stigma against depression meds. (Note: I am on one for mood stabilization and she knows it.) I'm not suggesting that he jump to meds right away, I just think he needs to talk to someone about his symptoms, and my mom is discouraging it, saying all he needs is to start hanging out with friends and maybe get a job. My dad is just as bad--he just says my brother needs to quit acting like a child and go join the military. He hates that my brother still lives with him and that he has to pay for all of his expenses. How can I get my parents to realize that depression is serious? I want my mom to quit acting like depression is something to be embarrassed about. Also, is there anything I can do to help my brother, without seeming like I'm overbearing?

24-year-old unemployed brother lives with our parents and is getting depressed about his situation. My parents are doing nothing to help him--mom is even discouraging him from seeing a doctor. What can I do?

Hello, I am a 21M, she is 23. We take a same class and we've been in flirtationship for several weeks now. Over this time, she asked some "bling" subjects such as what kind of girls I'm into, what I'm doing this weekend, etc. She seems to genuinely enjoy my company and appreciate my compliments and jokes. Needless to say, I like her quite much, though I'm not sure if her flirting with me is simply out of boredom/friendship or if she likes me as well. Last week, while we were in the class, she took a picture of me. I asked what was she doing. She giggled and told me that she was sending the picture of me to send to her friend to get me with. I was, obviously, surprised and just smiled wryly and gestured her to be quiet and pay attention to the lecture. I shared this story to my friends, roommates, etc and they seem to think I'm friendzoned and she wasn't lying about getting me together with her friend, not herself. What do you guys make of this?

A girl in my class is flirting with me while at the same time directly saying she'll get me together with her friend. I'm confused. I can provide more details about our "flirtationship" if needed/as requested. Thank you very much in advance.

We have been together for 2 years, living together for about a year and a half. We love each other but we have some problems which have come to a head recently. One being that he went back home about 6 hours away for what was supposed to be a vacation but he decided to start a business with his friend while he was up there, without really discussing it much with me. Things fell through with the friend and now the business is all his. He's been trying to get it started since he has a lot of expenses that he's worried about covering. Second, I had always assumed I would have kids eventually, he knows he never wants any. After he came back from his hometown for a short time we talked about how I was annoyed that he never discussed starting a business with me since it will affect me also and the kids thing. We decided to break up over it and were apart for almost two weeks. Besides these two things we really do get along well, pretty much never fight and are compatible. During that time I did a lot of soul searching and came to a decision that I would rather be happy in a relationship that had the ability to help me grow as a person where I could see us growing together, than to go out and seek someone to mate with. I told him as much and told him it was now his decision whether he could trust me to not resent him for not having kids. His response was that he's too stressed about his business since he got involved in a big event in a month and that he would let me know in a month when it was over. I can't help but feel like it's a little ridiculous and cruel to leave me hanging for a month because he's stressed. I too have things to be stressed about but I still found the time to soul search and come to a decision because he's important to me and your partner in a long term relationship should come first in my opinion. Am I being ridiculous and demanding in expecting him to come to a decision now and not a month from now? I just have no clue whether I'm supposed to be trying to get over him and move on or what.

Boyfriend and I broke up over future needs, I came to a decision that our relationship was more important, he says he'll let me know his decision in a month. Am I ok in feeling annoyed and not important enough to him.

I liked this girl named Dell for the better part of this year but I wasn't planning on asking her out for a few reasons. I just wanted to hang out with this girl normally, and if something happened it'd be cool, and if nothing happened it'd also be cool. Anyway, one night I told a mutual friend named Compaq that I liked her, and he was all "Yeah man, I got your back, I'm Team Hummels, blah blah blah" and I was like K whatever. The next night, Compaq gets drunk and with his masterful wingman skills he dials her up and apparently tells her point blank that me and one of our other friends (Acer) like her. I wasn't in the room for the call but he tells me immediately after about his revelation and I start despairing. Now, I'm pretty sure she gave a negative response because instead of his usual optimism, Compaq starts saying some stuff like "She's just one girl, there are other fish in the sea, blah blah blah." I never asked him what she actually said in response but I think it's pretty safe to assume she's not interested. But now I have to clean up this mess because I see this girl a lot (We hang out with a lot of the same people and we live across the street from each other) and I'd like to be able to be her friend without it being Awkward City. She's probably willing to put it behind her but I feel like there's always going to be some discomfort on both sides. Acer apparently doesn't give a damn about it despite being really close friends with Dell. Compaq, who felt guilty about it, agreed to help clean the slate by playing off the incident as drunk gossip he made up should it come up in the future with Dell or any of her friends. But I feel like Dell is never going to bring it up because she's very reserved and doesn't like talking about that kind of stuff. What do I do? Do I just suck it up and try to contain the awkwardness, or should I instruct Compaq to take more proactive measures? I put my feelings behind me and I want to move on but friendship might be difficult.

Friend drunk dialed this girl I like, told her I like her, and now I not only have no chance with her but have to make sure our friendship stays untarnished.

I need the job, fortunately just for a few months, but still. I'm a young (19) girl, working as a nurse until I can continue my studies. All the other nurses are 40ish women. Where I live healthcare workers are really underpaid, there's not enough money in the health care system.. (nurses get minimum wage, doctors a little more, but still around 600 euros. So everyone is frustrated, exhausted, and basically all nurses hate there what they do, the way they are treated, etc. So here I come, someone who is new there and young, so they feel perfectly justified to take out all their rage on me. They don't teach anything, don't tell me what I should do and how, they just yell at me if I do something "wrong". But it doesn't matter what I do, they WILL find something that is not perfect, and then yell at me and treat me like shit. I tell them what a normal, sane person should tell them: I explain them that this way I wont learn anything, I explain them why I do what I do, and even if it's perfectly reasonable, they won't hear it. That's the worst part. They are deaf to me. They are so narrow-minded, that there is no way they would listen or help me, all they do is nag and talk to me like I'm a piece of shit for not knowing how to do the job I've been doing for a month and they've been doing it for 10-20 years. They are shitty persons, but I am dependant on them, and if I mess something up, then it will be my responsibility, not theirs... So, as I said, I need the money, and I signed a contract, so I can't quit. I am really annoyed, and their stupidity takes me to the edge of crying every day I work. I feel completly powerless. My grandmother is the exact same kind of person. She always lived with me and my parents, and bacially she took care of me when I was a child. I hated her then, and she still frustrates me when I visit. I thought that I "solved" the problem by moving out. But here are these people, with the exact same attitude, triggering the same frustrations.

I have dumb collagues who treat me like shit and so narrow-minded, that standing up for myself doesn't help, because they act like they didn't hear anything. I need the job, but these people drive me crazy. How do you handle these people?

So I'm getting married in 2 months and one of my 3 groomsmen can't attend the wedding. I am meeting with a good friend tonight (him and his wife are already invited to the wedding) to ask him to step in for the groomsman that can't come. I'm concerned that my friend may be offended that I didn't ask him to be a groomsmen to begin with. What is the best way to approach this?

getting married in 2 months. One of my groomsmen can't come to the wedding. I need advice on how to ask another friend to be a groomsmen.

Just math, pure and simple. I was good when it came to geometry and statistics but when it came to algebra and advanced algebra, I was dead in the water. I went to the teacher for help but she wouldn't do anything. I didn't want to see a tutor because I didn't want to put this on my parents. I nearly failed every algebra class for every year because the teachers would not help me. Finally, during my junior year of high school, I was at a bit of a low point. A slump. I was doing bad in all my classes and had developed a bit of a substance problem. The only people that helped me were my history teacher and my physics teacher. The history teacher never helped me when it came to my own math related issues but I was excelling in his class. I passed it with 94%. My physics teacher however knew of my substance problems and came to me and offered help. He asked how he could help me and I said "Please, just help me pass your class(because physics is so math heavy and I struggled with it like no other) and help get better at math". So everyday, when I didn't have to go to work, I sent everyday in his classroom with him teaching me math and physics. I struggled like no other but I eventually got the hang of it. I passed his class and when the next year came around, I had cleaned up my act. It was now my senior year and was taking all advanced classes; including advanced algebra which would be the class which would decide whether or not I would graduate high school. I studied my ass off and always went back to my physics teacher for help. I felt like the Jesse Pinkman to his Walter White(I know he teaches chemistry but that's not the point). He taught me so much. The final exam finally came for that class and I passed it by the skin of my teeth and graduated high school. I took my diploma and sat through the ceremony knowing that if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have graduated high school. Afterwards, once the ceremony was finished, I left the high school without looking back. Since then I've went back and thanked all the teachers that helped me and molded me into the strong gentleman I am but he's been the only one I hasn't been able to thank. He's since left my high school but he gave me a second chance, to show that I'm not some wastoid who couldn't succeed. He helped me when I struggled and I owe so much to him.

Teachers should never give up on their students like so many of them are prone to. Many kids don't care but when given the chance to make good and become good again, they will pull through.

Recently got engaged. We have a very nice relationship but I am lacking physical attention. We just moved into a new apartment together but I still wait at least a week before I get some pity sex just to shut me up. I realize I could change my approach but when you've been with someone for 5 years, you would think that sex would just come naturally. It makes me wonder if i'm unattractive or something. I lose confidence because of it. I've spoken with her about it several times, and she says she loves having sex with me and promises always to try to do it more. We can spend ours with each other and not even kiss. How long does this have to go on before i'm justified a break up? UPDATE: went to r/deadbedrooms realized other people have it WAY worse than I do.

Great emotional/communication side of relationship - no physical side. Spoke to her about it already - how long w/out change in behaviour to justify a break up?

Ive been dating this guy for about two weeks now and I'd say its going pretty well. Neither of us is the type to rush into a relationship but we'd known each other to a couple of weeks and had really strong chemistry, have so much in common, etc etc. There's just one thing that causes strife between us and it's simple. Sex. I'm a virgin and I'm not ashamed of that fact. I have done other things but I've just never felt like I was ready to "go all the way" with someone. To me, sex is a big deal. I may be naive to think this but I want my first time to be special - I don't want to regret it. Usually I just tell people I'm waiting until marriage because it's easier to separate the guys who are prepared to wait from the guys who aren't. Really though, I'm terrified and just want it to be with someone I honestly love. I want to be sure. Now, we've had this conversation of course and needless to say, he wasnt happy. To him sex isn't that big of a deal and he's so used to basically being able to get it whenever he wanted so he doesn't like being told no. When I told him my reasons he told me I was being childish, stupid and naive and that I'd regret it later yada yada. I think he thinks he actually just wants the best for me but I just end up feeling pressured. I really like him though and if he didn't keep bringing it up whenever we do other stuff then I really think we could eventually get to the point where I'd want him to be my first. I'm just not sure if he's prepared to stick around until then.

I'm not ready for sex, feeling pressured by my boyfriend. Am I overthinking things or should I stick to how I feel? Edit: he asked if I would be fine with him having casual sex with other girls because he has needs too.

she's been in a rocky relationship for two years. I'm 19, she's 18. But I'm not upset. She's pretty. A little surprised when she told me when we were alone. Her relationship with this guy (19 ish?) is rocky at best. Long distance. Cheated on her with a drunken one night stand (we're all abstinent so I know he regrets it). Recently back together. I chose to stay out of it. Wouldn't want that to happen to me. I told her that. Let her friends who've know her longer be there for her. I recall her talking about engagement but I know her friends will never let that happen like this. All I told her when she brought that up was make her decision final. And that the actions, and consequences, are hers. It was hard for me since I don’t exactly get a lot of opportunities to meet awesome people like her. So I just keep telling myself: "She's just a girl. There are many like her." and "be with someone who makes you happy" Overall, I’m optimistic. And If I could get a girl like her to take an interest in me, then I know I can get other girls like her. I didn't always think like that. It cleared my head. I came so close to having an awesome relationship. But I hope I did the right thing. I just can't look at any of her photos. Makes my heart flutter.

Have a little crush on a girl that is in a rocky relationship. Stayed out of it. Hope I'm doing the right thing. Been feeling optimistic about myself lately.

Just over a year ago I struggled with my faith, I had read quite a bit about nihilism and the idea seemed foreign and exciting, and oddly true. I don't remember exactly when I stopped believing but I know it was before I had ever been "indoctrinated" by the atheistic community. It would be months before I discovered the thriving community of atheists, to my satisfaction, and learned about actual logistic groundings for a lack of belief besides my former relationship with a seemingly indifferent and unresponsive god. In that time I considered myself a nihilist (even though that label has become a loaded with negative meaning it still represents my stance on life and that's why I keep it) and I still do, although the term atheist is more commonly known and therefore more useful. The wonderful thing about nihilism to me is that it completely negates all meaning, it leaves you stranded on the fringes of an incomprehensible cosmos that remains completely indifferent to your suffering, pleasure and general existence. It leaves you void of all illusions of grandeur, it strips you of shame and worries about the irrelevant and mundane and focuses your mind on the grand wonders of our universe and our place in it. I appreciate life because I know it's my sole chance of comprehending true beauty and happiness. After this, my relatively short lifespan, I will inevitably pass into oblivion. Never regaining consciousness and the universe will remain as it always was, profoundly indifferent. That, to me, is a beautiful thought. I don't know how to explain that being depressed makes me happy, it just does. When I'm not depressed I crave the depths of my depression. There are different kinds of depression and the one that I'm referring to is an existential depression (I don't know if that's the right term but it seems appropriate), the sadness that arises from the knowledge that you and everyone you know will eventually die and knowing that your existence is devoid of meaning or purpose. I've made my peace with the meaninglessness and the finality of death and now I find it oddly poetic, I find it beautiful in a way that we will all die and nothing will remain. I suppose I can't explain this fully to people that have no experience with this sort of depression but I wish people in my life stopped worrying about me so much. I'm perfectly content with living my nihilistic life, meaninglessness is not so dark and looming and once you get accustomed to it, it becomes a familiar face. I suppose I had to get it out, thanks for listening offmychest. You will excuse if this seems like a rambling wall of text, hopefully I'll be able to organize my thoughts into a more coherent text in the future.

I'm happy in knowing that my existence is essentially meaningless and I'm content with living a nihilistic life. If anything, it makes me appreciate life more

My husband had owned his own business for the last 7 years we have been together; I pushed him to quit his job when we first started dating and pursue his dream. He did that; and since then we have struggled to make ends meet while managing a small business. He has tried contributing to household bills when his business was doing ok, but I would say he averaged about 5% of bills paid came from him. About 3 years ago we had finally started keeping our heads above water and we decided to move to a larger facility. Since that time; I have been paying all of the household bills, mortgage, electricity, food, fun budget etc. Well now he's made the decision to close his business and get a fulltime job - the stress was getting to him. He is going to be making about 2x as much as me (I have a decent job 50k a year); but he wants to keep 'his' money. I am having a small issue with that because I really haven't had any 'me' money because it's been going all towards bills for the last 6 years!!! I don't want him to think that I'm just looking for his money - which clearly I'm not; but i don't want to get stuck with all the bills still while he has boatloads of money to spend frivolously on what he wants!! I'm not sure how to go about talking to him about it; without coming off as a money-grubbing wife.

My husband wants to keep 'his' money separate from 'ours' now that he got a new job and after I've been paying all the bills for the last 7 years, not sure on how to talk to him about it and what would be a fair compromise.

Not sure if this is the right subreddit but i just need some advice. I am a college student living in Colorado where it can get quite cold. Our neighbor who i assume is also a college student has a cat that they leave outside during any weather conditions. The cat sits on my porch and waits to try and run inside to get warm. The cat only does this on very cold days. I called the number on his tag once and the owner's mother answered and said she would contact her daughter. Her daughter called me back and said that she leaves the cat outside all day while she works. It dips below freezing and there is 15 inches of snow on the ground, this seems unacceptable. What should i do?

Neighbor leaves cat outside in 15 inches of snow all day and cat tries to come in my house. i feel bad for cat but have an allergic roommate so cant take him in during the day. Advice?

I Know I'm seriously late... But anyways a couple years back I'd been harassed by nearly everyone in my year for standing up for something I believed in & so this one day during lunch , this kid ( Lets call him Jim) was really pissing me off & so he does this for a while , he then says stuff about my mother & I just could not take it , So I decide to follow him into the music department ( which is outside) & force him to apologize , I corner him into a room , with about other two people in it & we start fighting , he pushes me over into a load of music stands (This is a big deal because I'm disabled & do not have very good balance, where he's able-bodied) I get up grab a music stand & swing it at his head , I hit him it , he gets up slowly because I hit him hard, he runs off , little do I know he told the head of music & a member of senior management ... Jim & I both get suspended for the rest of the day & both banned from the music department ( Not to bad because I don't take music anymore), I tell my mum she does not punish me because she knew it got me really depressed.

a guy follows convention & bullies me like the rest of my year , I can't take it anymore so whack him round the head with a music stand & my mum's fine with it

My best friend [18/f] and I have gone to school together since middle school. I'm bisexual, and she's (more or less) lesbian. She is out only to me, but I'm out to more people. Her family is a bit homophobic (as in they accept it, but they're not really great if it's immediately in front of them). Mine, on the other hand, is as accepting as a family can get. Her family situation makes her a bit uncomfortable with her sexuality. As for our relationship, we are as close as two people can be. We've openly said that we are the most important people in each other's lives and consider ourselves soulmates or soul sisters. In the past six months or so, we've started planning out a future beyond what I think is "normal" for two platonic friends. We have made plans to move in together after college, chosen songs for a wedding, and named our future dog and kids. We've even chosen how to hyphenate our names (it's kind of ridiculous). At first it was all fun and hypothetical, but she told me recently that she would honestly be very happy in this version of the future. At first, I didn't think I felt the same way, but I'm realizing that I could be happy with her for the rest of my life. To add to my confusion, a new wrinkle has emerged in the past few weeks. My best friend really hates physical contact, but I have always been able to be closer to her than anyone else. Recently, though, personal space has become essentially nonexistent. We've shared a bed twice in the past month, and we cuddle like a couple. Spooning, hugging, you name it. She does not ever initiate physical contact with anyone else, even a normal hug, but she will wrap her arms around me if we're alone together. Basically, I'm really confused. I don't have many very close friends, so I don't know what is normal/abnormal. I know that our relationship may not be a sexual one, but I think that there is a definite romantic attraction at least on my end. I just can't tell if it's reciprocated, and I'm hoping that a third party opinion can help.

Best friend and I [both 18/f] seem too close for just friends, but can't tell if it's just an amazingly strong friendship or if it goes beyond that.

The first time I ever kissed this girl was in my junior year of high school and she was a sophomore. I started dating her a year later on May 1, 2010. We broke up in August of 2011 due to constantly arguing and both of us just being really immature. I was able to somewhat get over her at this point partly due to her dating someone else. However I would still compare every girl I met to her. We never fully stopped talking but we started getting involved with each other again in late 2013. We ended up officially back together on March 23, 2014. She broke up with me this April. We had been arguing a lot recently and this time she decided that it was enough I tried to ask for her forgiveness many times but she says we need a break and that we need to grow as people before we can try again. She is now going to school full time with all of her classes jammed into two days and she works the other 5 days of the week with most days having her work 12 hours. She lives a very busy life. I am in grad school and my gpa is not so well right now so my focus in this semester is to raise my gpa back to something acceptable, and to do that I need all A's this semester. I go to school in a different state from her and when we were dating, we were on oovoo with each other every night. I miss those nights. And I miss getting to see her and fall asleep with her in my arms every time that I am back home. I miss talking to her about my day and hearing about hers. She's told me that we both need to focus on school for the time being (which isn't false), but I say we can focus on it while still dating. After all these years I know this is the girl I want to spend my future with. I asked her to wait for me to better my grades and get a clear career path ahead of me. She told me that she would. It doesn't change the fact that I can't go 5 minutes without remembering how much I miss her. I know that I want to marry her so now it just feels like any time we spend apart is just wasted time. Is there any way I can convince her that we should be together now instead of later? I'm trying my best to focus on school but it's hard when she's all that's on my mind.

On and off gf since junior year in high school broke up with me. I can't stop thinking about her and want her back more than anything but also need to focus on school. Wondering what I should do.

Municipal bonds are exempt from federal taxation, so the more you're making the more useful they are. Just use Vanguard's tax-equivalent yield calculator to see what I mean. They are absolutely useful for someone with a much smaller income than 170K. Assuming 28% marginal tax bracket (that goes up to 183K/year, and we're ignoring taxable dividends, etc...): Vanguard Intermediate-Term Municipal has a tax-equivalent yield of 3.39% Vanguard Total Bond Market has a yield of 2.08% So you're talking about a significant yield increase from Total Bond at a nearly identical duration. As for more bonds: OP has said himself that he lives a non-frugal lifestyle, so capital preservation would be more of priority for him - he can live with a lower SWR and less risk of going below that SWR threshold in a crash. Also, if we're talking about 20% in Total Bond (or munis) some of those are not govt-backed and could default in a depression scenario, hence adding Inflation-Protected Securities (double value: inflation protection and government backed). Splitting nominal/real and non-federal/federal is just sound diversification. Finally, historically a 60/40 portfolio has been pretty much on the efficient frontier - a good blend of risk and reward to stably weather various scenarios. If there is no need to take greater risk than that, then why bother? Honestly I don't get why so many people ignore the data (which suggests little marginal benefit to ever going beyond a 75/25 portfolio) and always try to squeeze in more risk. I can understand it when people are desperately trying to juice their returns because they feel need to hit their number, but once you have, there's just no rational reason to push. Regardless, when the market's crashing is when the real test comes - can the OP really stomach losing 3 million in a market downswing? Losses are painful - more painful than gains - and even with a large-seeming buffer they could cause capitulation at the wrong time. And ... again ... one more time: he has no need. He can generate the SWR he needs from a less risky portfolio so he would be adding risk for no foreseeable reason.

He can live for life off his winnings here if he plays it safe - if he plays it risky, he might have to adjust down his lifestyle. He should also consider tax efficiency in his decisions.

I'll start: When my first GF broke up with me in high school (I was quite the "nice guy" then and it came unexpectedly near my birthday) I didn't exactly get the hint and continued trying to tell her about the good times we had on MSN/email for about 3 days, to the point that she had to block me. She ended the conversation with "people come and go - GET OVER IT!" and I spent the next 2 days reading our old MSN conversations from happier times while sobbing to myself, searching for one particular conversation where she had told me that she'd always talk to me no matter what. Clearly, I was quite the player. But the definitive cringe-moment of my life came when I followed up my MSN obsessiveness by randomly breaking down and crying while watching a movie in a history class the next day, and then walking with her down the hallway in school and continually bawling until one of her friends dragged me off to the side. She, on the other hand, was quite detached from all this (her reason for breaking up with me was that I was too clingy - which I was). I followed THAT with more MSN conversations/emails professing my love, including one that told her that I saw her mom and sister walking and how much I miss her stories about them. ...let's just say I've grown a lot since then. Still hilarious looking back though.

GF broke up with me for being clingy. I responded by clinging on to her for dear life, which included stalking our MSN conversations and crying hysterically at school. Edit: High school or college, it doesn't matter...I just wanna hear some cringe-inducing stories!

Here is a real life example of why it sucks to be "that computer fixer person": Best friend: OMG, my computer is broken! Me: It has a virus. It has fucked everything. spends whole day formatting and reinstalling software. Me: Stop installing random crap on your computer. Also, you need anti-virus. Best friend: (2 weeks later) OMG! My computer isn't working anymore! HELP! Me: You installed the SAME random shit that got you in trouble last time, didn't you? Friend: Well... long story Me: sighs Fine, I'll fix it. Two weeks later: Repeat. Two weeks later: Repeat. Eventually I got fed up and made her account in such a way that she couldn't install ANYTHING. She bitched about it, but I said it was for her own good. Interestingly, it was this restriction that made her take her head out of her ass and actually learn about computers so that she could install her shit. Now she doesn't need my help anymore- she just fixes her own shit. Not everyone learns their lesson though.

Most people who come crying to you to fix their stuff only break it again in the EXACT SAME WAY after you spend hours fixing it. That's why we hate them so much.

We met about a month ago. He was trying to get me to have sex with our mutual guy friend, who I said I liked. I didn't go for our mutual friend, and I ended up (drunkenly) snuggling and inappropriately touching that night. Later that week, I said I would enjoy hanging out with him more. He came to my place and we hung out for three hours. Yes, sex did happen. But we had a lot of fun otherwise. I asked him what his intentions where. He said he wasn't sure and that he was thinking friends with the occasional sex. He also said that he would assume we would be friends more than anything. A week and a half ago, I told him that I wanted to see him before we left for break. On Friday, all my friends bailed on me, so I asked him what he was up to. He said he was busy and that I should have asked him sooner. I said he should have asked me, and he said "haha I was asked myself". This upset me. That he had spare time and didn't fit me in, even though I said I wanted to see him before break. So, I said we should just be friends without the sex. He said that would probably be for the best, and he apologized for not having much time. This weekend was not a good weekend for me. I consumed too much alcohol, and my medication makes me much less intolerable to it. (I have since decided to stop drinking... finally...) He was hanging out with my friend group, and he kept talking about other girls. I got drunkenly jealous, and when he left early, I texted him my feelings in a drunken way.... It was embarrassing. He responded that we should talk about it the next day. I apologized today for being a hot mess. I explained my depression meds situation. He said to not worry about it and asked if I was okay. He said we should stop having sex. and as far as talking everyday, he would follow my lead. I told him that I was going to need time apart to get over my feelings. He said that was fair. I bluntly asked him if I was a rebound, since he had broken up with a two-year girlfriend over the summer. He said he no, that he would not say that. He still wants to be friends and has been a lot nicer than guys I have dealt with in the past. I'm just trying to figure out what the heck this all means... I'm not sure if this is something that might turn into something or what. Obviously I know I need to move on.

Hookup with guy. I break the sex off because he doesnt make time for me. Drunkenly tell him my feelings. He still wants to be friends and doesn't consider me a rebound. Not sure what to do or think.

I'm 20 years old and live at home (paying rent too) with my father. He just asked me if i would be willing to co-sign on a dept consolidation loan. He tells me he's combining all his dept to make it more easy to pay off, and pay less money. The problem is he has so much debt that he cant get the loan himself, and he would need me to report my income and co-sign on the loan. He also explained that co-signing would build me credit. This makes obvious sense but I'm not sure about the risk. I just paid off a car loan a month ago way ahead of my 2 years and built myself some credit. Putting my credit into his hands now sounds risky. Im also worried he could fall behind and then I would be forced to invest money in the matter to avoid it affecting my credit. Like I said I just paid off my car load and I'm working more than ever (40+ a week min. wage) trying to build up a saving for my future (primarily college). It seems unreasonable for someone, that has never been able to give me financial support, to ask me to put my new credit on the line. I would love nothing more than to help him, especially when he talks of possibly loosing the house if he does not consolidate, but I feel no reassurance this a smart move. From what I have read on the internet consolidating a loan should only be done in certain situations and its hard to find a reputable lender for these consolidations.

Please explain how I can determine the risk of co-signing on this loan, and how I can make sure this dept consolidation is the right move for my father.

Hey. Last night was legitimately the worst night of my life. Let me preface by saying that for the last couple of months I've had a FWB relationship going on with this one girl (19F). In the last couple of weeks we've been starting to make it a little more than that. Last night started with me getting stoked to go to this girl's (20F) birthday party. It started out good, but then the night started tumbling when her friend egged me on to go talk to her. The thing is, she was really attracted to me. And she said all she wanted for her birthday was a kiss from me. She pulled me to her and we did kiss, but I was adamant about nothing happening beyond that, because I couldn't morally do that, considering my other relationship going on. She led me to the bathroom and made a few more advances which I shot down. Then she started to cry. On her birthday. I feel like absolute shit. This is one time of the year when you're supposed to be happy and she spent hours of it crying in the bathroom. I feel like I ruined her entire party, which was actually going extremely well. So here's my problem: She said she never wanted to see my face again, told me how she would quit her job (where I would talk hours to her and see her twice a week). Even though she hates me, I still love her. I go to a party school and she is the damn beacon of hope as far as women go here. And she doesn't realize it. Why couldn't it be some dumb bimbo that doesn't have a great personality? Even though she may not want to talk to me again, what can I do to make sure she doesn't shoot herself in the foot? The last thing I want is for her to have a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Went to girl's 20th birthday party while in developing relationship, she makes moves on me, I deny, she cries for hours, and I just want to know how to make sure she doesn't make this worse by quitting her job, school, or even by moving.

I got drunk and forgot I had a razor blade in my pocket, then reached into my pocket to get my phone. The blade cut through the top of my finger, splitting the nail and slicing bone deep down to the second knuckle. Wrapped that bad boy in a roll of toilet paper, went back to the party downstairs, and continued trying to hit on a girl while bleeding profusely from my finger.

If your friend brings a razor blade to snort cocaine, you will not be able to prevent him from doing so by taking the blade. You will only hurt yourself.

I just want to preface this with: 1. this became a lot longer than I intended, and 2. I love my boyfriend, I want to spend the rest of our lives together, and when I envision my future its always with him in it. We work incredibly well together, have very strong communication, and have amazing sex. We aren't perfect but I love us. I became sexually active at a young age and have had about 15 sexual partners. I did the wild parties in college, got my fill of the single life, I know what I want. On the other hand, I am my boyfriend's first kiss, first date, first partner.. everything. I know my boyfriend loves me, but I know he has also had feelings of FOMO in our relationship. These feelings have never been strong enough to break up our relationship or anything but they have been strong enough to keep us from making any important steps as a couple. I want to make important steps as a couple. Recently we both took jobs teaching overseas but in different countries. At first I approached the idea of us going to the same country and my boyfriend was against it. He expressed that this time was what he needed to "find himself" and discover who he is/what he wants. I was hurt but understood, I told him so and picked a different country, now here we are. We have been doing the LDR thing for about three months and have another 12 to go, we've been having our issues with the distance but nothing I'd consider out of the ordinary for such a drastic change and time difference. We both have expressed our 100% commitment to the relationship, and I want to express that neither of us are worried about the other one cheating. What I need advice on is this, because I know my boyfriend has struggled a bit with FOMO I am considering approaching him about having a temporary sexually open relationship, one that lasts the length of our LDR? I know a lot of people say that LDR+open relationship= bad news bears. But I was wondering if having an emotionally exclusive relationship but sexually open would be the same? For me, being my boyfriend's first and only sexual partner/etc is less important to me than being his last. I don't want to be ten years down the line and have my life partner express that he feels stunted because he never slept around. Am I being naive? Could this work for some? Does anyone have any experience with any part of this situation? Any alternatives? Please, no one tell me to just "let him go because if something is meant to work out then it will. If you're meant to be then he'll come back" (please)

Relationship of 3 years, I'm sexually experienced and bf is not. In 1 year LDR, considering this time an opportunity for him to settle his FOMO? Thinking of a sexually open relationship. Opinions?

Yesterday was my maybe 4th date with this girl, met up at a japanese garden park. Walked around, had lunch, and eventually found ourselves alone in this secluded pavilion in the forest. It started thundering/raining and we started making out. Things got pretty passionate and I was grabbing her pretty tight down the back, legs, and butt while she straddled me with her legs. This groping went on for hours and at a few points yanked down her top and played with her breast sucking and licking away.. She didn't stop me and I'm like 85% sure she was enjoying it. But at one point I got too riled up and whispered in her ear "I wanna fuck you so bad" where she then replied "I don't know you well enough." We continued making out for another hour and then I walked to her car and said our goodbyes. but I kept thinking to myself how I pretty much had grabbed every part of her body and sucked her breast like a baby but she isn't comfortable enough to fuck? I met this girl online maybe a month & 1/2 ago, and started kissing her by the 3rd date a little over a week ago. She seems like such a respectable quality girl so it's no surprise that'd she'd want to take her time and not rush into things. But yesterday in the rain it felt practically like sex with our clothes on. She seamed to be enjoying herself and never really slowed me down at any point, but really how casual was this? Did I misrepresent myself as some animalistic boy that just wants sex with how touchy feely I got? Or is this pretty acceptable among women?

4th date and sucked on le tits. How do women usually feel about breast play out of the bed room? edit: haha I love the comments. I guess I have my answer thanks everyone.

i befriended that one annoying girl everyone doesn't really hate but still kind of hates, yeah i went a week with some of the most stupidest conversations i have ever had in my life before i got some. then i felt like shit so i stuck with her for a few months. turns out i did her a big favor she was feeling like an outcast and didn't know how to befriend anyone at our school. i got a glimpse at some of her passages from her diary, it was dark and suicidal near the end. I couldn't just ditch her like that after reading that, so i started introducing her to my friends, most found her annoying but some of my friends had things in common with her so they started to hang out. slowly she got to be more social and out going. towards the end of our relationship( it became formal and shit) i can only describe her as a ray of light, full of laughter making stupid little jokes. damn i miss her. :(

befriended annoying girl to get some action, ended up having a formal relationship and helped her overcome her problems got her to be more social saving her life.

I was leaving the dog park this afternoon, at about dust, with my dog on his leash. The entrance to the park is a pretty decent size hill with a few twists and turns, so visibility isn't that great. All of the sudden, this ~15 year old kid comes FLYING down around a corner on his long-board and screams WATCH OUT. My dog freaks out and spins me around, in the process running into a tree, thus freaking him out even more. As my dog spun around I see this kid ride into the grass and take the meanest digger I have seen in a long time. I'm talking about full out face slide in the dirt. My initial response was yelling, "dude, what the f, You gotta call it out when you come down the mountain. Make some f'ing noise". Taking a closer look, his face was a little bit bloodied up. I asked him if he was alright, to which he responded, "yeah". So I'm sitting on the path trying to calm my dog down, who has his tail so far between his legs that its touching his front legs. Two seconds later I see this lady come down and start talking to the kid, presumably his mother. I calmed my pup down some more, checked out his limb functionality, and we came home. Luckily, my dog is walking fine and isn't showing any signs of damage from the tree (he SLAMMED into it). I checked his pupil dilation, which is OK. Playing with him, he seems very responsive. It doesn't seem like he is concussed in any way, which makes me feel better.

Stupid skateboarding kid flies recklessly down winding trail at a dog park and his skills can't stop him from taking a huge digger. I wonder if he will be grounded from skateboarding for a week...

I am in desperate need of advice from parents, people from cultures that are strict and traditional, etc. I am reaching graduation in May 2014, and I have lived on campus for the past 4 years and for 2 summers. I don't like to live at home because my parents are pretty strict, I don't have my own car anymore, and I don't have the best relationship with my parents. Also, I would never get to see my boyfriend who I basically live with now. My parents are traditional Middle Eastern parents. They do not approve of dating until you're ready to get married and they don't like the fact that I am dating a white guy. My boyfriend and I have been together for over 2 years and my parents have not sat down and truly met him. My siblings are pretty cool with him, and my dad asks about him sometimes, but no one is truly thrilled for me to be dating, which has been a thing since I was in middle/high school. I want to tell my parents that I am not moving back home and I don't care how much money I will save. My boyfriend has his own place and I want to live with him. I am applying for jobs in the area (Baltimore--please hit me up if you know of an opening in the mental health/substance abuse field near Baltimore!) and I will have to commute from here. I know their argument is that it is inappropriate to live with him until we are married, it will save money to live at home, etc. My boyfriend and I do plan to get married, just after we have jobs and get settled into careers/grad school. I have put myself through school and have my own health insurance. I will graduate debt free and with a 3.7 GPA. My brother pays my phon bill and insurance (which I give him $40 a month for). I have worked my ass off and I just want to have freedom to do what I want without feeling cultural pressures to conform to and please my parents. They don't even like me spending holidays with him! This causes me great stress and anxiety and I need some advice! My siblings also assume that I am going to live at home like they did. My one sister is having a baby around when I am graduating, so I hope that will take some attention away from me. Any advice would be great.

My parents are traditional and try to control my life. I want to live with my boyfriend when we graduate and I don't know how to break the news.

Sorry in advance, folks, English is not my first language, but I'll try my best. Throwaway because, well, privacy. I've had a very good relationship with my boyfriend, let's call him Alex, for many, many years. But for the past year we weren't happy. He's been dealing with depression and, as he told me later, mentally checked out of the relationship (went out five nights a week and went out with his friends every Sunday, but no drinking or cheating - it was for sport, therapy sessions and so on). We weren't sexual with Alex; during our last vacation, we slept in separate rooms; when we slept in the same bed, we used different blankets and so on. While still with Alex, I met another friend I've been in contact via e-mail for a while (strictly friends, hobbies, no flirting). Let's call him Matt. Matt moved to my city. After I've met Matt three times, strictly as friends, (though I knew he liked me, and he knew I liked him), without romantic contact or touching of any sort - well, he brushed my hair out of my face once - I've broken up with Alex outright. Alex left the apartment, we're on okay terms, Alex and I are probably never ever ever going back together, and he's much happier now. I am, too. We should have broken up a year ago, but we did when we did, and it was a right decision. Two weeks after the breakup, Matt and I met again, confessed, and are in love now (we haven't slept together yet, but will, I hope). Here's the thing: I've told Matt that I lived together with Alex for many years and that we broke up, but I never told him that I was still with Alex during the first three times we met. Reddit, I'm really scared to tell Matt. (Matt will likely respect me less; he may or may not forgive me; this confession will, of course, hurt him). I know that what I did was wrong, that I should have broken with Alex right away; that I should have told Matt right away. I spent a few nights crying; cried a bit now as I typed this - Alex and I were together for many, many years, and it was hard, though the decision itself was easy. What should I do? If I tell, how do I tell? If it were you, would you want me to tell, and how? Honestly, if it were up to me, I'd do anything not to hurt him with this information. But there's doing the right thing, too.

Started meeting Matt while was still in a LONG(16 years) relationship with Alex; broke up with Alex before things got romantic or physical with Matt, am afraid to tell Matt - how to tell, or should I?

Just over two years ago, I made the final call to end an 18 month relationship with the boy I think was the one. I was 22 and he was 19 and we fell into a relationship even though we were both moving to the U.S. for college in 6 months (me grad school, him undergrad). It didn't take long for us to fall head over heels, and it became the kind of love other people would comment on in envy. My best friend said she dreamed of one day being loved as completely as I was. It was generous, passionate, and completely reciprocal - the kind of love you just know is special. He said I love you first. We decided to try long distance, and needless to say, it was tough, but we had set aside travel money and saw each other every 1-2 months. Overall, things were going really well, until it got closer to the end of my course and we had to decide if I would move to be with him until he finished college. Given our life stages, especially his, this amount of commitment was terrifying, and though I would have done it in a heartbeat, eventually he let me know he didn't think he could quite make such a big commitment at that stage. So in the spirit of Mark Manson's 'Fuck Yes or No', I made the call to end it and went back home. It was the most painful decision I've ever had to make, and I knew it would hurt for a long time. However, 2 years later, I still love him like yesterday, and i don't know whether to hold on or let go. I've dated a lot of people, and even been excited by some of them, but ultimately, haven't met anyone who makes me feel similarly. Recently I messaged him for his birthday, breaking a silence of about 18 months. We've been making small talk since then, but haven't gone near any sensitive topics. I don't think he's been in a relationship since, and I want to see that as a good sign. I don't know how to proceed, but I think I have to do something, because these feelings are not going away. Has anyone been in a similar situation?

Still love him after two years apart, broke up because of life stage and LDR, wondering what to do about it. Oh, and we're still in different countries, but I could theoretically move, and he graduates in a year.

Three nights ago I slipped on a wet restaurant floor and fell flat on my back, but I instinctively kept my head up. The fall sorta looked like this: The thud made when I hit the ground was so loud that the waitress started shrieking. A middle aged man helped me up and told me that I'm lucky I'm young (20-something otherwise healthy male), because he'd probably have to go to the hospital if he fell like I did. I woke up the next morning feeling fine, but over the course of the day the front base of my neck (below the Adam's apple) started aching. It hurt when I tilt my head backwards and looked straight up. It also hurt when I spoke, unless my head was tilted down when I did it. The day after, it hurt to open my mouth wide enough to eat, but I've since gotten over that. But the ache when speaking and head-tilted-back thing are both still there and it's bothering me. My dad happened to have a foam neck brace from a car accident years ago, which has come in handy these past few days. Do you think this could be serious enough to see a doctor? I'm traveling next week on business and I would need a really, really good excuse to skip it for what seemed like a pretty minor fall.

Slipped on a wet restaurant floor three nights ago, now concerned about neck aches. Important work thing next week, can't afford to skip it unless I have a really good reason. Should I see a doctor?

I never understood how atheists can comfortably deny the existence of a god. I'll tell you why from my standpoint. You may say that I am agnostic but the truth is that I am an atheist. I look at the world and see things which we understand and things that we don't. I see that everyday new discoveries are made that helps us understand our world better. Look throughout history at the things that have in the past been claimed as the providence of a god. Most of those ideas now have solid scientific explanations. There is no certainty for anything though.. It is possible that a god exists. However, I have no reason to believe that one does because there is no evidence for it. It isn't possible to prove a negative. I live everyday knowing that there are things about the world that I/we don't yet understand. Just because I dont understand them, I dont assume that it must be some godly force. I just assume it is something we don't yet understand and based on many historical precedents, something that in only a matter of time we will have an understanding of. What it would take for me to consider god an actual possibility is evidence that points to god that cannot possibly be explained any other natural way. If one day, we can somehow prove that god exists scientifically, I will reconsider. I admit when I am wrong. I will consider new information when it isn't just dressed up/washed out old information and it is rational and logical. But Until then, there is no real reason for me to consider the possibility of the existence of a god. If i did that, I would also have to concede that there is a possibility of an Easter bunny or unicorn and a million other things. I don't believe in those either. I would have to consider that not only is anything possible, but that its probable enough that I would have to consider it in every argument. I don't. Because even though anything is possible, it's so improbable as to make it ridiculous to consider it.

the probability is so low that gods, Easter bunnies, or unicorns exist that one should not give equal weight to those possibilities as those we have a better understanding of.

Basing your opinion off of someone based on their social class. I have plenty of friends who are not in high earning standards, and I have friends who could buy a car with their pocket change if they damn well wanted to. I come from a middle/upper middle class family and it's quite a comfortable life I live. But when people judge ANY of those groups simply because of their financial standing, that makes me quite irritated. "Oh, he's a from a wealthy background! He must be a total prick!" "Oh he's from a poor background, must be hard to approach." No one chooses who and where they are born too. Don't criticize someone just because their parents decided to make/not make something out of themselves.

Don't judge people on social class alone. (Side note: Yes I understand that some people can be pricks either way. But we don't talk about them.)

I'm not sure if you would say it's a phobia but dead things make me insanely uncomfortable. Every time I drive past some a dead animal on the side of the road (or in the road), my stomach drops, I very visibly shiver, and I have to avert my gaze until I've passed it. In college, I used to work for a small petsitting business. One of our clients had 3 Giant Poodles and a very old cat. I came strolling in one morning to feed the dogs and take them on a walk and I saw the cat lying there on the floor. The way it was laying and the way it's mouth was open, I immediately knew it was dead and I kind of froze. I called my boss and told her that the cat was dead and she said she'd call the owners and let them know. She called me back and asked if I could wrap it up in a towel and leave it in the garage (The owners were coming home later that day and wanted to bury it). I told her that I was kind of freaking out and that there was no way I'd even be able to look at it, let alone scoop it up with a towel. She wasn't hearing any of it and told me that it was part of my job to deal with things like that and that she "didn't know what to tell me". I was going to have to just do it. Fuck that, I called one of the other pet sitters and explained the situation. They were much more understanding and agreed to help me out. I had to sit there inside the house with the dead cat just out of my sight for close to an hour while I waited for my co-worker to help me out (I had this other idea that the 3 dogs would start messing with the cat so I needed to stay inside to shoo them away from it...all while keeping it just out of my field of vision). When my co-worker arrived, I broke down and started crying, thanking her profusely for helping me out :(. Until this point, I had no idea that I'd freak out so much. I even get a very similar feeling when I see a coroner truck. I've never actually seen a dead person (sometimes I'll accidentally see a picture of one online and get REALLY uncomfortable) but I know I would fucking lose it if I did.

Dead things freak me out. I think it's just the idea of a lifeless body that used to be completely aware and move on it's own.

About a week ago, a cat was trapped out on the neighbour's deck in the rain. He was crying really really loudly. Wet, cold, clearly miserable. Unfortunately, he was too far away to jump help, so after assessing the situation, there was nothing I could do. After I'd gone back to watching Futurama, he made a Bruce Willis-style leap, and I found him clinging to the windowsill. I swear he looked exactly like that "Hang in there kitty!" poster. Anyway, it turns out it's the neighbour's cat. I returned it. They had the window open, allowing him free in/out access, but I guess he'd gotten trapped somewhere he couldn't jump back up. The dude who answered the door said his name is "Nodes." Anyway, it is very rainy here tonight. (Like, Hurricane Igor shit.) And Nodes got locked out again. Again with the crying. Again with the death-defying leap. Again, bedraggled and wet, he immediately started scoping the place out, as if to say "Ok, this is where we're living now, let's check this shit out." I swear, I would steal this cat from the neighbours, if not for one small problem: My girlfriend is quite allergic. I can't have a cat, much less steal a cat. For now, he's locked in my front entryway. It's warm and it's dry. I've laid down an old towel, and I'm thinking of putting out a saucer of milk. It's the closest thing I have to cat food. Any other suggestions?

A cat keeps making death defying leaps into my apartment. I can't keep him because my girlfriend is allergic. Any suggestions for interim care/minimizing hair shedding?

Relationship length: 5 years] I've always been very ticklish, though the severity varies day to day. My SO is incredibly sweet and patient, and he's always listened to me. Often I'm so sensitive, it becomes annoying for both of us. It's difficult for him to initiate snuggling or sexual touching without making me twitch. He finds my twitching and squirming adorable, but sometimes it's so intense, I'll flail around and push him away. I let him keep trying because I love being touched, and I hope that eventually I'll calm down and be able to relax instead of twitching around. But it hasn't gotten any better in the last 5 years, and I'm losing hope. It's really stressful to feel my whole body tense up and instinctively reject physical contact with the man I love. Sometimes it upsets me so much, I have to tell him to stop and try again later, and I can see the disappointment in his face. I've tried initiating physical contact myself, and it doesn't really help. I still tense up and twitch when he starts touching me back. I love cuddling and having sex, once I'm able to break through this barrier. But it's stressful knowing that I can only relax after I somehow trick my ticklish parts into shutting down. I hate being this way, and I'll try anything to work through it and make it go away. Any ideas? In case it's relevant, my ticklish areas include my neck, stomach, sides, vulva, behind the knees, and the bottoms of my feet.

Overly sensitive to intimate touching, and it's stressing me out. What do? EDIT: Based on the comments, it looks like this might be a medical issue. Any ideas of other subs where this post would be more appropriate?

okay so a little backround on me.. 21.. used to be really fat but lost weight and now I'm 6'3 with a decent build and have been told by a few people that I am very good looking.. I've had 2 sexual partners (35F) that I hooked up with 5 times and (47F) that I was seeing for about a year and a half (by the way I didn't know she was 48 until say a year into the relationship, she told me she was 38 and I believed it because she was stunning) (met both on tinder) anyway.. the 48 year old moves to america and we talk everyday for about a year.. she comes to visit me in june and her personality has changed and I really didn't like her no more.. we spend the week together then she goes back A couple weeks later I ended up going to the pub and meeting a girl there (30F) all her friends was saying to stay away from me because I'm after 1 thing but somehow I managed to get her back to hers and we had sex (I was really happy about this because I have social anxiety and I never thought I could pick up a girl at the pub) anyway so we meet up again the next night.. best sex in my life and she tells me she really likes me.. at this point I felt bad because I didn't really like her back as much as she liked me.. we end up texting everyday.. I met her again last wednesday and thursday and were really clicking.. again she keeps saying she really likes me and at this point I'm feeling the same way.. again text everyday and I met her again this week at the park for 3 hours.. we picked a nice quite spot and had a really nice time just chatting and kissing.. the girls I was before was a bit "posh" and had lots of money and this one is down to earth and from the same backround as me I think I'm falling for her.. I'm only 21 and shes 30 with 2 kids.. shes really into me but thinks I won't be around long and that I'm using her basically.. she keeps saying I make her feel like a school girl again and that she really likes me too much and that she thinks about me all day and night that kind of stuff.. I'm going round hers tonight which I'm really excited about.. is there anyway I can tell just how much she likes me? I don't want to flat out ask her if she loves me we just get along SO well and it feels like we've known eachother for ages when really its not been long at all..

met a new girl that is 30 years old with 2 kids, hooked up and we keep meeting up and texting.. she really likes me and I'm starting to really like her is there anyway I can tell just how much she likes me?

In 4th grade around christmas time me, my younger brother and a friend would sneak put of the house and go all around our neighborhood at nighttime unscrewing peoples light bulbs and smashing them on the street. We did this almost every night for at least two weeks until finally someone caught us, a man in the distance following us in the dark so we panicked and ran home as fast as we could as the guy chased us. Burst in the door hysterically explaining to my dad and uncle that some rapist guy was chasing us home for blocks and blocks for absolutely no reason so they ran out the door down the street as we watched from the window and without the guy even being able to get a single word out they started kicking his ass. After the dude was a little bloodied and beaten they ask him what the fuck he was doing and he explained that we had been terrorizing the neighborhood for weeks and he caught us in the act and was following us home to tell. Man did i regret doin that shit when i got older, imagine that from his perspective hahah.

lied about the reason someone was chasing us home and he got his ass beat for it. edit: definitely not the worst, but something i always think about when a subject like this comes up.

STORY: I was 7 years old when they told my brother and I it was over. My brother was 11. My brother and I were just watching TV and we hear my mom SHOUTING LIKE THIS " WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS 'YOUR' MONEY? ITS OURS!" My bro and I look eachother in the eyes and giggle, then go back to watching TV. 10 ~ minutes later we hear dad yelling for us to come downstairs into the kitchen where they were sitting. My mom and dad looked eachother in the eye then said "Mom & Dad have decided to stop being together, we're getting a divorce." My brother walks to my mom and starts crying whilst hugging her. And I, I just stand there and look at them. No tears, no anger. I shut down and when my mom asked me how I felt I said "I really don't mind that much." I lied. Over the next couple of weeks a lot of shit happened including a visit to the police station. I completely shut down after that and didnt talk to anyone about how I was feeling. Now 5 years later I'm feeling what my brother was feeling then and I wish I wouldn't have tried to look strong. I should've told someone, but I didnt and now I've started to think about it again.

Don't lock down, talk to someone about it! Try to accept that what's happening is natural and it's between your mom and dad, not between you and them. Good luck. PM me if u want to chat :)

My cat is 3 years old and weighs 17 lbs. He's overweight and has been on a diet for 1.5 years. I feed him Blue Buffalo weight control food, 1/2 cup per day (these were the vet's orders). He gets 1/4 cup in the morning (around 7:30) and 1/4 cup in the evening (around 7:30). I mix warm water in with the evening chow to serve as his wet food (again, vet's recommendation). The problem is, around 5 when I get home he starts up with the begging for food (I've had a lot of cats in my life and it's never ever been this bad). Yowling. Sneaking around. Yowling more. He starts to attack me when he thinks I'm ignoring him. I've tried a water spray bottle (bad idea, he just got sneakier and more violent). I've tried giving him half of the 1/4 cup around 6 and the other half around 8. Doesn't do anything. HALP!!

overweight cat begs for food all the time. need tips/tricks to train him that it's bad. p.s. that's him being adorable in the pic :)

I have been together with my SO [17,F] for about 1 year and 2 months, and yesterday she decided to break up with me. Why? Well, for the past 2 months I've been in a depression. For a dumb reason. I am in depression because I'm really scared about the IB (International Baccalaureate) and I feel like I'm dumb because I always try to study and fail. Oh well, for 2 months I've been acting a bit off, and didn't really commit to the relationship as I used to. I haven't told her why because I was afraid she might think I'm crazy. Hell, I just made the courage to tell mom. Still, 2 weeks ago I've told her this and she pretty much knew but she felt like I didn't love her anymore or I found someone else. Meanwhile, a friend of mine who is my class colleague [F] has been hanging around with me lately a lot, and I'm not the kind of guy to say "please leave me alone" or "i don't want to stay with you" and my girlfriend began to suspect that I like her and that's the reason why I'm not talking so much to her anymore. Now she told me all of this, and I heard from her bestfriend that she thought I like the girl that was hanging with me at school. I feel miserable right now. I've been crying like a pansy, and pretty much the only thing I do since yesterday. (except for watching starwars, this makes me feel a little better) I've asked her if she could get past this one day (I didn't even cheat nor shown any signs that I like any other girl, but she feels like she can't get past this "issue") and she said "right now no, but I don't know what will happen in the future". I feel more depressed than I've felt in the last 2 months and I really love her, and want her back. I've given her some pretty long messages today explaining everything, and she responded with the "can't get past" and that's pretty much all. I want her back, I don't want to get over her because these ~14 months were amazing, and I know I fucked up by not giving her the attention she deserves, but depression is a bitch and I pretty much just wanted to stay home and feel miserable.

Should I try to fix things, should I try to give her some time or should I just forget her? (which right now seems impossible, because I really loved her from the deepest of my soul)

My best friend was dating a girl for around a year. During this year I sort of fell for her and said some...dumb stuff to her ("I think you're perfect," "Would you kiss me," etc). I know all that's wrong. I would rather not hear that it's wrong since I do know. My friend would be furious at me for a few days or so and then we would be okay again in those situations. They broke up a few weeks ago due to his cheating. I told her it was going to be okay and I hope for the best of them. As she noticed I've been single and a bit lonely, she told me she'd get with me (I didn't lead her on to this). Me, being a disloyal jackass hooked on to this and we started talking as if we were dating for a few days. She started realizing what she was doing was a little weird. I did the same shortly after. The whole thing was broken and she told him about it all.

tried getting with my best friend's ex right after they broke up. I know it's fucked up, what can I do to fix this? Any suggestions on what I can do? Thank you, reddit, for anything.

Hey everyone, I've been with my girlfriend for almost 10 months now. I really do love her intensely, but it feels as if things are.. ebbing out. I'm not sure if we're just graduating from the honeymoon phase or if I'm losing her, but it feels like she isn't paying attention to me like she used to. I increasingly have to scratch and fight for any attention she gives me, and even then most attempts to get any contact with her are swept off the table. It then gets worse because I withdraw and get frustrated when she ignores me, which causes her to think I'm being whiny and makes her refuse to talk to me. We have increasingly smaller amounts of "us" time (I haven't properly spent time with her alone for over a week now, which used to be really unlikely but is now pretty par for the course) . The little time she does spend at my place, usually when she crashes here after going out, she falls asleep immediately and runs off in the wee hours of the morning, claiming that she's busy. Our sex life is also suffering from this, and we've gone from 3-4 times/week to about once or twice every two weeks. She seems to be willing to spend time with me only if some of my friends are around, and in which case she'll pretty much exclusively interact with them. I have little to do with her friends as I don't swing particularly well with them, so I have no idea what her habits with seeing them are at the moment. Here is my main problem: Am I being clingy? Is it super childish to sit here and 'demand' that she pays attention to me? To me it sounds like a sort of juvenile thing to say, but I can't neglect what I'm feeling and I can't really keep it inside for much longer - it's eating me up increasingly. And if I'm not being a complete idiot, how do I talk to her about it in a way that won't insult or annoy her?

I feel like my girlfriend is paying less attention to me than she used to, and it's beginning to bother me. Do I have a legitimate point here, and if so, how do I talk to her about it?

We have been together 6 months, at first I thought it was because we needed to get used to each other and learn more about each other and what we like in bed, but I think I might be dealing with a selfish lover. I love giving him blow jobs (and he loves them too, it's his favorite thing) but he still has not gone down on me yet. I have told him I really want him to, but he shies away and tells me he is just not ready to do that yet. There is barely any foreplay. He might kiss me a few times, or kiss my neck a few times, grab my boobs and then wants intercourse. I don't get worked up enough. He always finishes before me. He says once he starts kissing me and touching me while having intercourse, that it becomes too much for him to handle and he orgasms. He usually only lasts a few minutes. Once he climaxes he is finished! He will kiss and cuddle me, but no more sexual action after that. I stay unsatisfied many times because of that, and when I ask that he plays with me, he sometimes gives in and does so, but he doesn't seem into it. I get pleasure out of pleasing him, but I am being left unsatisfied. I can orgasm. I know it can take me sometime to get there. I'm not one of those women who can orgasm just a few minutes, it takes me a good 20-30 minutes to reach the big O. I also don't need to orgasm each and every time we have sex, but in the 6 months we've been together I have only reached an orgasm with him 4 times. Funny thing is that he is a good guy otherwise. He likes to cuddle, we sleep in each other's arms every night. (We don't live together, but he stays with me every night.) He takes me out on dates, is honest and responsible, helps me with chores...basically we spend a lot of time together and we get along really well. I'm just at a lost on the sex part. He has been hurt badly by past girlfriends, and sometimes I wonder if that has had an impact on him or if he previous girls were just really bad in bed and didn't teach him well about how to satisfy a woman. What are your thoughts? I want to talk to him, but I'm scared too. I don't want to offend him. Any other ways I can get my point across that he needs to step it up in the bedroom?

My boyfriend doesn't satisfy me in bed, lacks effort, and I think I'm dealing with a selfish lover. Thoughts or advice on how to fix this?

We've been together almost 2 years. I'm 27, she will be 27 in a couple months. She is a very emotional person and is having continual stress issues with her job, her family, and problems in our relationship that stem from lack of communication. I live alone in a 1br apartment. She lives alone in a condo. Basically the problem has become that over the months, she has been consistently stressed out to the point where I will call her and she will describe it as having a meltdown and that she is not able to progress in her personal and professional life, usually because of simple things like not having time to clean her house, and not feeling adequate at work, respectively. (even tho at work they all said they like her). This has happened more than a few times. I don't have a lot of stress in my life so I don't know what shes going through, but I feel it is not normal. I did find out last night that when she was in college, she saw a therapist for this same reason. I have been supportive but it has been consistent for so long that it is taking its toll on me as well and just causing more issues. So last night we had a long discussion, and it ended with us both agreeing (more reluctantly on her part) that we need to take a step back. We decided to take a temporary break to allow both of us to have quality time with ourselves and get some perspective. I love her and neither of us want to break up permanently. But if things don't get better we can't keep destroying ourselves. Has anyone ever done this temporary break thing before? How did it work out? How exactly do you "do" it anyway? Any other advice would be greatly appreciated.

Stress in my girlfriend's life has been constant and is taking it's toll on both of us. We decided to take a temporary break to get some perspective and be ourselves. Advice would be appreciated on this process!

I use to work with this girl who was truly my nemesis. I despised her so fucking much. Just having her around would drive me up a wall. Everything she said and did rubbed me the wrong way. I had quit smoking weed and was very irritable and had finally just had with this bitch and loudly and unprofessionally ripped her a new ass hole in front of the whole staff. Needless to say we ended up in the managers office. I had a terrible feeling because I never quite got along with my manager either and I really shouldn't have lost my temper the way I did. I apologized to him (the manager) for being unprofessional but refused to apologize to her. What I said needed to be said and I was sick and tired of her bullshit games and wouldn't let her get away with them anymore. Instead of countering or defending her self she just broke down and began balling. Barely could talk and all she wanted to talk about was how mean I was. Well to my surprise the boss says to her that crying about it isn't going to save her ass and if she doesn't want to deal with the larger issue of her pitiful work performance she needed to find a new job. She actually got written up because my outburst brought to light to management some shenanigans that they were unaware of. I was requested to keep from freaking out in the middle of the work area in the future.

After loosing my shit on some dumb slut at work She was told I was right, if tactless, and was in danger of losing her job.

Hi Bookit, I'm a student in computer science who happens to both love reading and love keeping/looking at data of books I read (page counts per month or year, genre shifts with my age/the time of year I read the book, my ratings of books, etc.). I've been keeping an Excel spreadsheet with this data for a little while now, but I recently discovered some of the home library organizers on the web and have tried using them, but none of them have really catered to my needs or wants quite how I'd like (mostly in terms of their organizational deficiencies), so I figured, since I am, after all, studying computer science, I could write one myself. I'm worried, though, that I'll put something together that sucks because I fell victim to one of the pitfalls that other Home Library Organizers have. Since I'm sure many of you have more experience with these things than I do, I was wondering if you had any tips about things that are essential, or things that should be avoided. And plus, I'm sure you guys have a lot of awesome, creative ideas that are not too hard to implement but of which I wouldn't have thought, and which would make my program that much better.

I'm writing my own Home Library Organizer program. What features do you think I should give it? What features do you think I should avoid? Thanks!

Hey, I'm a 18 year old girl and I have crippling anxiety over my teeth. Seriously, I cry over them. There are noticeable plaque stains on them and Im afraid after reading some other posts on reddit that I disgust guys/am never going to find someone for me.... I've had only one boyfriend before and I've had some guys interested in me but it never lead to anything serious. It seriously freaks me out that something like my teeth can make people immediately cross me off. I can post pictures of my teeth for peoples opinions I guess but I guess my question is: how much do teeth matter to you and who you look for?? I dont have the funds for veneers or crowns and I feel really pushed in a corner. Does anyone have any other ideas?

I have some plaque stains of my teeth and I'm so ashamed and embarrassed. How big of a role does messed up teeth play in who you look for?

I am hoping someone here has a different perspective that can help with this issue. My boyfriend Joe is 5’5”, weighs about 135lbs and just graduated from college. I think he looks perfect and has had a few girls flirt with him in the past. The problem is when he meets someone new they think he is 15 and a freshmen in high school. I actually get this a lot too but I am able to brush it off and honestly it’s different when you’re a woman and someone says you look young. Joe however HATES when it happens to him and gets offended. He’s a very nice guy and usually just says something along the lines of “Nope, I’m in college/just graduated and am 23. I haven’t been in high school a long time.” and leaves it at that. There are a few people who will continue to say, “Wow! I really thought you were a freshman in high school!” or “No you’re not! There’s no way you’re in college.” At the end of the day when we talk he will bring this up and tell me how mad and powerless it makes him feel when people say things like that to him. Joe has tried dressing differently, acting differently, etc but nothing seems to stop the onslaught of almost constant comments. He seriously gets this about once a week. I’ve tried to reassure him and tell him how handsome he is and how maybe it’ll work in his favor when he’s older, or even how those people are jerks but nothing seems to help. I don’t know what to do anymore to help pep him back up and I don’t think he quite knows either how to deal with hearing he looks so young all the time. I think it is extra tough on him because he is just starting his career as a pilot and in that field it is very important to look the part, be in charge and be a leader. However he can’t do that when people constantly think he’s 15. Is there a different perspective I can give him on this matter? Are these people commenting on his looks/age just jerks? Or is this something he needs to brush off and figure out how to get over?

My boyfriend is being told once a week by people that he looks like he’s 15. He hates it. Is there something we can do about this or does he just have to figure out how to get over it.

perhaps a weekly date night would be helpful. you seem to want one thing: special, interactive outings. ask for that, rather than worrying about how to judge yourself or your partner. along those lines, it might also be useful to think in terms of needs that are met or unmet, rather than people that are selfish/unselfish. check with yourself in the present moment to see if your need for connection is met or unmet. remember that quality time with your man is only one strategy to meet that need of yours. friendships are another effective strategy. any friendships that you make will be helpful to him by offsetting your need for connection. no one can meet ALL of their partner's needs. and finally, you can also tune into yourself as a way of meeting that need for connection. tune into your loneliness when you feel it. write in a journal, walk by yourself and explore what feelings and thoughts are alive in you in that moment, talk into your voice note recorder as you walk, connect with nature as you walk. but yeah,

in my experience, girls love to be taken out. i don't know any healthy happy girls who are content to live/work with their boyfriend and never be taken on a date. ask him to take you out.

So, yeah...I'm confessing. I freak out when I'm texting this guy that's been my best friend for about 4 years. We've dated before, but things didn't work out too well because we were kids and just never communicated very well with one another. Well, just recently we kissed, we didn't even think about it. It just kind of happened while we were at a wedding. Weird to say, it was probably one of the most passionate kisses I had ever felt in my life. In my eyes it was amazing. So since then, he's expressed to me that he doesn't want a relationship, yet still we get into these passionate situations that make me feel even stronger for him. Problem is, I freak out every day over texting him. I text him and he doesn't answer. I know that he's not the texting type of person, but still I just freak out. I want to stop freaking out about this but I have no idea how. He's the only friend I have, and it's driving me crazy on how these affectionate situations keep popping up. I don't want to lose him as a friend but the feels... Do I need more friends? Should I just go for it? Should we just stop doing anything?

I think my best friend is actually my friends with benefits and I have feelings for him and don't want to lose him as a friend or keep freaking out when he doesn'g/does text back.

Ive been dating my boyfriend since August im 22 hes 27. Ive been cheated on in my previous relationship, I have trust issues from that like anyone else would. I wasnt actively seeking to "snoop" because I felt secure enough in the relationship to not violate this privacy, It also didnt even really cross my mind. I know snooping is bad, and I know its so cliche. Well it was the classic I went to check my email on my laptop and his was still up. naturally my eyes scanned the page and some E harmony emails caught my eye. What I found is that hes still using E harmony, and actively using it even exchanging messages with other women. That was a hit the the gut on top of craigslist w4m ads hes been replying to to get nudes and whatnot even using his REAL NAME so clearly he is not afraid of being out there. Im shocked and beyond hurt. I know I was in the wrong for even looking at his email, but I DO need to talk to him about it. We have unprotected Sex and I am honestly not sure at this point if im the only girl hes having sex with, so I need to know because my sexual health could be at risk. How in the world do I bring it up to him?? without looking like a douche for violating his privacy??

Found emails of my boyfriend actively using E harmony and replying to w4m craigslist ads, how in the world to I talk to him about this.

It only stands to reason that the longer you struggle against yourself, the harder it's going to get, but you've gotta ignore your "brain" and keep pushing. Here's a fun, gross analogy for you. Imagine you're a woman trying to give birth. You start pusing, even though you know it's gonna hurt, and you keep pushing even though you're getting exhausted. You feel like you just can't keep going. You're in so much pain and the struggle is just too much. What are you gonna do? Give up? Have a big fat baby stuck in your hooha for the rest of forever!? NO! You're gonna pull yourself together, ignore the pain and fear and push that one last big push and make the baby!

You're one big push away from making a success baby! When things are the hardest, that means you're closest to success, and if you give up, you'll have to start from the bottom. PUSH!

best: me, my infant son, and my sister-in-law are flying back home after visiting my mom. the airline had switched planes on us so instead of sitting together, we were kitty-corner from each other. the flight is obviously full. the attendant stands up at the front of the coach section and says "everyone, we are still waiting for catering to arrive on the flight, so we have a choice. we could either wait for them to deliver to the plane, or we could take off. so by a show of hands, tell me... who wants to wait hours and hours and hours and hours for catering? " no hands go up. he says "who wants to get out of here on time?" every hand on the plane, including my 10-month-old son's, goes up. worst: my ex and i are flying from miami to boston on continental. it's a 3pm flight, and i hadn't had a chance to eat all day so i'm STARVING. my ex refuses to let me get anything in the airport because it's a ripoff, and this was when the airline still fed people in coach. about 30 minutes into the flight, the attendants hand out little croissant sandwiches. my ex opens his and it's barbecue, so i think "ok good... something i like." except, mine smells strongly of ham. i open it up and sure enough, it's ham. i ask the attendant for another one because i don't like ham. the attendant says "it's not ham." i look again, i smell it, and yeah, this has the very strongly smoked aroma of ham. i say "yes, it's ham, and i don't like ham... could i please have something else?" she says "it's NOT ham, we don't SERVE ham on ANY of our flights." i said "lady, this smells like ham." she said "it's TURKEY ham." i said "lady, i don't care what the hell it started out life as, it's ham now and i would really like a different sandwich... preferably one like the barbecue he's got." she then tells me they're out, maybe i could switch with my ex... except he's now eaten all but 2 bites of the croissant sandwich. i ask if there's anything else available at ALL. she gives me this look like if i don't sit down and shut the fuck up, i'm going to have security throwing me off the plane.

best: plane takes off on time due to popular vote. worst: bitch of an attendant argues with me over the origins of my ham sandwich.

I'm 25 years old, dated many women, slept with more. Moved away to a new town where I know absolutely no one. I just kinda hang out at bars by myself, enjoy the company of single-serving friends. Anyway, met this dude, seemed like a nice fella. Didn't catch on to the fact that he was gay (my gaydar is fucking awful). Anyway, had a good chat, exchanged numbers to maybe hang out... He apparently thought I was gay, because he texts me a few nights later saying he was horny, and wondered if I wanted to hook up... Kinda blew me away at first. But, I was really drunk, and hadn't been laid in over a month. So I guess I told him to come over, not expecting to go through with it, just bored as shit... Before I know it, he's undoing my pants, part of me wants to freak out, the other part just says fuck it; free blowjob.... Afterward, I didn't feel gross at all. Just kind of a neutral feeling. I guess kinda like, I was glad to get that out of the way, but have absolutely no desire to ever do it again. It's made me think a lot about gender roles and sexuality in general. Food for thought. And I'm just curious to see if anyone is willing to share similar stories or outlooks.

Had sex with a dude, didn't hate it, but never want to do it again. You should give it a try though; new experiences are good for you.

She hates living at home, her step dad is a manipulative, arrogant prick (sorry for the language) I've seen it many of times how he treats her, they argue a lot and it really gets to her, she cries a lot and her mother does not seem to care, they got into an argument once that was so bad she had suicidal thoughts, and to this day I don't think they've fully gone. Her younger brother moved 40 miles away to live with the real dad because he couldn't cope living there, the mother doesn't care and the step dad is just plain horrible person, I've witnessed it myself, I see how it is every time I go over there, I don't blame her for the way she feels living there I can imagine I would feel the same. She wants to move out but can't because she doesn't have a job yet and I'm really not ready to move out, I'm happy at home and enjoy living there but feel like a shit boyfriend because I can't give her what she wants, she doesn't want to live down her dads house because she says she's got me here and doesn't want to move so far away as we would hardly see eachother. What can I do to help her any ideas? I've suggested she goes to therapy but other then that I don't know what else I can do or say. Thanks in advance.

Girlfriend of two years is depressed living at home, her step father is a manipulative bully and her mother doesn't care, what can I do to help?

I know my age might have factors in to why I am feeling this way, but I'd like this to not be looked over, as this is a big problem that I have been dealing with and I'd like a serious response(s). Basically, I feel as if I am no longer able to like someone for more than a few days, without losing all feelings for the person in significance. Two years ago, I met a girl who eventually became my first girlfriend. She was a year older than me, and I instantly fell in love with her. We dated for two years, and then broke up in the beginning of the upcoming summer. We hated each other for a while, then went back and forward, hooking up, fighting, then ignoring each other and repeat. She just left for college this fall and our 'relationship' abruptly came to a halt. Since we broke up last year, I have not been able to like anyone for more than a few days tops. I've had hookups with girls, but I am very picky about them. If they have one flaw, physically or personality wise, I cannot deal with it and I am instantly turned off by them. I've ended up ditching, ignoring, and hurting a lot of people and their families. I can almost compare myself to a ghost who shows up, meets the parents, gets cold feet, and basically disappears. This has seriously affected my love life, my personality, and how I look at people. Every time I see a potential SO, I just think about how long it will take before I mess their life up, and I get into a very negative place. My friends are tired of dealing with my 'bullshit' as they call it, saying that I need to get over my issues. Am I not over my ex-girlfriend? Am I just bad at relationships? I never used to be this scared of commitment, and suddenly, I get cold feet around every girl I get farther than just friends with. I've even turned down sexual behavior multiple times with girls, which as a teenage boy, is virtually unheard of. Can someone please help me or give me insight? Is it my age? Will this all pass? P.S. - I'm a senior in high school if this helps at all.

Cannot deal with commitment or stay focused on a single person for more than a few days tops, which has got me paranoid and scared when pursuing relationships with people.

I am a 21 year old male college student and have never had a serious girlfriend. It's not a problem of looks or even meeting people. Honestly, girls give me their numbers all the time and I have a nasty habit of sloppily making out with random girls on weekends (which I have made a point of not doing anymore). Lately I just can't help but feel kind of lonely. I just have a problem connecting with people. I don't know how to talk to them after I've met them. I always have really shallow text conversations with the girls who I meet and it all just feels forced to me. There's always a "haha" thrown in there even if nothing funny was said. I don't ever know how to initiate conversation that isn't just a random "Hey, what's up" and even after I send that text I never know where to go from there. I really don't know how to show a girl that I'm interested in her without feeling like a creep. Now, there's a girl I met last week at a concert who gave me her number. We've had one or two text conversations but nothing too extensive. I've gotten to this point with a lot of girls and I always just stop talking to them because I feel like I have nothing interesting to say. I just don't know where to go from here, any advice would be greatly appreciated.

I meet a lot of girls out, they give me their number, I stop talking to them because I feel like I have nothing interesting to say.

I've worked with "Darren" for a little over a year now. We were hired at the same time and have similar levels of experience. We work together pretty closely, spending on average an hour per day together. When I was first hired, I negotiated for a slightly higher salary than he did, and pretty quickly got a sizable raise due to some major accomplishments at work. I knew that I made more than he did. Sometimes he would complain about how little we got paid and I would just agree with him and go along with it. There was one time I lied directly. He saw a budget spreadsheet that had my salary on it and his eyes got big and he asked if that was what I got paid. I panicked and just said no, that's weird, we'll have to fix the spreadsheet later. I considered him a friend and we've hung out outside of work a few times. Sometimes our work place can get so stressful it feels kind of toxic and I really appreciate his friendship, it helps a lot on those tough days. A few weeks ago he started acting totally differently toward me. I tried to ask him if everything was ok and he said he didn't know what I was talking about. It was hard to explain and not anything overt, just like our whole dynamic was different and he wasn't friendly at anymore, it was all business when we talked. Long story short, I got forwarded an email that had an old discussion between Darren and our supervisor attached to the bottom. In the email they touched on the fact that I get paid more than Darren and he wanted a raise. I noticed that it was dated right around the time he started acting differently toward me. Another coworker brought up Darren's raise to me (out of nowhere) and confirmed that Darren had been upset that I made more than he did and that I tried to hide it. The coworker also said that because Darren was upset with me he was going to try to get out of covering some things for me when I go on an upcoming vacation. I feel pretty bad about the whole situation, I don't feel like I handled it well and I also want to go back to being friends. I feel pretty awkward about the whole thing now and don't know how to fix it, or if this is just the kind of thing where we aren't going to be friends anymore. What should I do?

Coworker found out that I get paid more and wasn't truthful about being paid more, acting weird toward me and I wish we could go back to being friends.

Very Happy. I've been with a fantastic company for over a year now, which revived my love of my career. I have been dating someone for quite some time now, and he inspires me to be a better person, he makes me think, and he is the kindest person I have ever met...while remaining equally ridiculous and slightly absurd in the best way possible. Both of my dogs have successfully not had any accidents inside for 5 months. I have also managed to turn a hobby into a cash generator to finish paying for college. My health kind of sucks, but I recently finished enough treatments and was told I get to keep my kidney.

Awesome job, awesome mate, dogs stopped peeing on the rug, hobby is paying for college, kidney has decided to not evacuate the premises. Eff yeah, happy.

For almost all my post-high school life, I've been single or at the most simply dated. There were a myriad if reasons for this, but for the most part, it never bothered me. I started dating my current gf 14 months ago, although we worked together and had been acquaintances for approx 3 years before we started dating. She knew who I was and seems to accept my habits like the fact that I smoke pot each night, dedicate alot of time to my new profession as a brewer, watch sports all the time, etc. Now that we're living together, I can't help but think I may have made a mistake. We get along great and aren't constantly fighting. But part of me still can't shake this feeling of, "what the hell have I gotten myself into?". For example, my gf is very picky about certain things around the house and for the most part I'm not, but when I do assert myself she gets pretty bent out of shape very easily. She'll get over it quickly when I explain why it's not a big deal, but the fact that she gets all pissy for 10-15 minutes about me wanting to add more pasta sauce to MY raviolis concerns me as it seems like the kind of thing that doesn't warrant a second thought. This kind of stuff doesn't happen all the time, but I'm noticing that she sweats the small stuff too much in general, gets stressed out easily it seems and kinda shuts down (quiet, not very responsive, seems sad). Is this something to be worried about or am I just making excuses since I'm not use to such commitment?

Been single most my adult life, just moved in with gf and can't help but wonder if I made the right decision due to gf not letting small stuff slide off her back.

My boyfriend and I have been together for almost four years now, and lately, things have been extremely rocky. Since the beginning, he's never been super affectionate, which I've gotten used to, and am okay with. However, lately I don't even know who he is anymore. I'm 23-years-old, getting my master's degree, working two jobs and supporting he and I. He's 24-years-old, just withdrew from school to pursue a full-time job, and well, that's all. During the summer, his mom and I thought it would be a good idea for him to pursue this full-time job and slow down with school - take an online class or two every semester. Note: I was under the impression that this full-time job would arrive in early August. He says it's partly my fault that he quit school to pursue this job. When I say pursue a job, I mean that he says he has this full-time job opportunity waiting, but he's now been waiting over two months. Meanwhile, we live in a duplex where a couple of friends (both males, 25 and 28) now live. They moved in about a month ago and it's been absolute Hell for me ever since. The 28-year-old is an alcoholic, works at a bar maybe 15 hours a week and says that he's working towards a degree. Yes, I see him go to school every so often, but his going out every night and drinking make me believe he's lacking a major part in getting a degree - actually doing work. The 25-year-old is receiving unemployment and says he plans to for as long as they'll let him - all the while also staying up and drinking until 4am every night, too. My boyfriend has fallen victim into what I believe to be a disgusting lifestyle. He's gained weight, smokes, drinks, doesn't exercise and wakes up at 1pm everyday. It's impossible for me to respect anyone who lives this way. They keep me up with their music and stomping, and tell me to buy a box fan if they're being too loud. Excuse me, but FUCK that. I'm sorry I have to go to bed at a decent time to wake up for my JOB. Every time I try to talk with my boyfriend about it, he says he's enjoying life before having to work and that he's not changing. Absolutely and 100 percent not changing. He says he'll do whatever he wants whenever he wants. At that point, I'm at a loss for words and am truly upset. I feel like the only thing I can do now is ask for help and see if anyone out there has ever experienced something like this. If we can't work it out soon, I feel like four years will have been wasted, and I will lose one of my best friends.

Boyfriend has changed for the worse. Ever since two of his friends moved next door, he has become another person. He doesn't listen to anything I say and lacks ambition to resolve things.

It's largely arbitrary. I'd say a classic is something that has deeply ingrained itself in the public's consciousness, including (and especially) people who haven't read the works. e.g. If I say, "All for one, and one for all" people would know that I'm referring to The Three Musketeers, even if they hadn't read it. The reason classics are generally pre-mid 20th century, is because it takes a while for something to make it's way from 'fad' to 'lasting piece of culture.' Something like Catch-22 or A Confederacy of Dunces would be (and is still becoming) ingrained in our culture, while a lot of books are just flashes in the pan. I know,

For the lazy/busy people, here's my smartass answer: "A classic is something that everybody wants to have read and nobody wants to read." - Mark Twain

I mean, obviously those irresponsible (mostly) poor people shouldn't have taken out those huge mortgages. However, many banks essentially conned these people into takin out these loans. The banks have plenty of responsibility too. They shouldn't have lent their money so irresponsibly and many people lied very big lies when it comes to the whole derivatives thing. The reason everyone heaps a ton of hate on the banks is that they were the ones with the money and power and they acted just as (if not more) irresponsibly than the homeowners in question. Also, you're completely deluding yourself if you think bankers and Wall Street people didn't have much to do with the recession and the collapse of the housing bubble. The derivative market on home loans was completely their fault and that's what caused much of the banking world's woes (which then became out woes as well). Also, the bankers were the ones who exasperated the housing bubble by pouring huge amounts of money into it thinking it would never burst. Like I said earlier, many mortgage officers essentially conned people into getting huge loans because they got paid on commission for the loans and all their superiors were telling them to give as many housing loans as possible.

everyone involved was responsible but that means bankers were too and they were in positions of extreme power. But in the capitalist model shit like this is gonna keep happening just like it's been happening.

We had everything. We were together in person a year and a half before going LD. She said she felt more distant over the summer, so I planned a trip so we could be with each other. She said she sort of wanted to explore with relationships. Ok. We decided to wait until at least after the trip before doing anything major. Last Friday, with less than a week until our visit, she had a party at her apartment. That's cool, yeah. That same night I was rushed to the ER, add the doctors thought my appendix had burst. While at the hospital she was texting me being supportive. Giving me "I love you" messages and whatnot. While at the party, she was cheating on me. She was getting all cuddly and flirty with some guy, who knows what else happened that night. I didn't figure this out until after she broke up with me on Monday. I still took the plane ticket and hung out with a mutual friend, where he told me what went down. I messaged her, told her I knew what happened at the party but she denied it until I told her I knew his name. Straight up she just tells me she likes this kid, and that she really enjoyed being flirty and cuddly with him all through the party. She had the nerve to break up saying she couldn't handle the distance but in reality what she did was she couldn't help herself from cheating. I'm appalled. I can't stop thinking about what went down that night, how she could throw us away for some physical reason that would have been satisfied by me being there in less than a week. I want to throw up and I'm having trouble sleeping. I don't know how I can move on. She cheated on me while i felt like I was dying at the hospital. She cheated on my while telling me she loved me. She cheated me while I needed her most. She cheated me when, in the same situation where she has been sick, I had done everything to make sure she was well taken care of. I've gone no contact and all. But how do I move on from this? When is it ok to enter the dating game again? How can I trust anyone else?

she cheated while I was in the hospital, less than a week before we were going to be together, and is trying to excuse it away. I'm broken.

geez, cant believe its been like 8 years. working in a restaurant, me and one of the waitresses get pretty flirty/touchy feely over some time. As a group, the younger portion of the staff went on a big running date kind of(starting off with one person saying they could run a mile faster than another). After we all finished and talked for a while, the waitress asked me for a ride home, and invited me up for some water. We get up there and laugh and joke and at one point i even gave her a raspberry(the stomach kind). She then goes "So, i know you must be dirty, my sister(roomate) wont be home for the night so you can take a shower if you'd like" I say something to the effect of "..only to put my dirty running clothes back on? nah ill just head home and shower.." ...and then i headed home.. reconnected on facebook a few years ago, and definitely confirmed i was an idiot.

If a girl lets you put your mouth on or anywhere near her stomach and then says you can shower at her place..just do it.

It'll be tricky trying to keeping the details of the past four years short, so I apologize in advance if this is long. I met this guy in a small, social text game four years ago, and we hit it off right away. Hours spent in game became messages in real life, then voice calls, then video calls. It wasn't until some time later that I learned he was a bit of a philanderer around other female players. I didn't think much of it until I caught him cheating one day- during one of our voice calls, no less. He was sending long messages to a women every few minutes without making many attempts to hide it. Several similiar incidents with different ladies happened over the next year, so I broke down and had to end all forms of communication. I should have left it there. I've been cheated on before, but for reasons I can't explain it hurt so much more when it was him than with anyone else. I could talk to this person about anything, and I would still consider him my best friend. I suppose that why I always gave extra chances. The past two years have gone by without any sort of incident. He's made a genuine effort to make up for what's happened in the past and been patient about regaining trust. He still plays this game, however. And I know firsthand that being in a long distance relationship can be lonely, and he might only be logging in for the background noise, but I still, despite everything, get that sinking feeling whenever I seem him there. I react before I reason and I've determined that I would rather be wrong than unsure. It makes me miserable not being able to preserve our friendship, but I don't feel like I'm ever going to change or forget how his actions effected me.

Met guy in game and form real life relationship. Guy cheats a handful of times with other female players. He spends two years trying to repair our friendship, but him logging into the game still prevents me from ever trusting him again. Recently broke it off.

A little late to the party, but I had an extremely close friend do this to me. We met in high school and our connection was immediate and intense. We became so close at a point that we ended up starting a sort of relationship. We'd write each other love notes, cuddled and yes even did some sexual stuff together (should clarify I'm a bisexual female, she was bicurious). It was great but she ended up getting pregnant at 18. She was a pretty intense party animal and did dip into some minor "party" drugs, also was pretty promiscuous with men. Anyway, she ends up moving back to her home town and became a single mom, but I still supported her. I would visit every second weekend, at her request, and became close to her son. The sexual side of our relationship had stopped and we were just really close friends but the sexual tension was always there. This goes on for years. I drive 3 hours, we hang out, everything's normal. Suddenly the texting slowed down. I wouldn't get a reply for weeks. Then no replies at all. I try contacting her on Facebook, no replies. My mind starts making up reasons why she suddenly fell off the face of the earth. Did I say something? Did I do something? That was over 3 years ago and I have not heard a single word from her. I've mostly gotten over the fact that she completely dropped me with no explanation, but I do miss her son so damn much, as I watched him grow up for the first 6 years of his life. I guess if she would have just told me why, I could feel closure. Regardless, it sucks!! Don't do it! Tell the person first, if you're that close to begin with, anything should be able to be said.

met girl in HS, became bffs, it got sexual, she had baby, moved, still bffs but no sexy time :( years pass normally then she suddenly fell off face of the earth.

If I may ask, when was the last time you played it? And was it only once? I had the exact same reaction as you. Origins is by far my favourite game, I've played every origin story and multiple times as my Human Noble to get it "perfect". I was so disappointed with DA2 (pre-ordered and played on launch day) on my first playthrough and didn't play it again until this year when I figured I needed to replay both Origins and DA2 to prepare for DAI. Holy shit, were my first impressions wrong. Now, the arguments for why it sucks are completely true (same damn areas used over and over, tiny overall size of the city, shitty time jumps, not the best combat etc), however I actually fell in love with the game once I put aside my expectations of what it "should" be. It's honestly not a bad game, just not exactly a DAO sequel, if that makes any sense? I would completely recommend you go back and try playing again. I'm so thankful that I did!

Forget that it's a follow up to Dragon Age: Origins, forget the expectations you had for a true sequel and damn, it's an awesome game!

I saw someone post that they were having a renting issue so I figured I'd do the same. Last week I got a call from my landlord stating that I would have to pay for some damages to the apartment I rent. The night before I got this call from the renter, my toilet clogged and would not flush. I tried everything to unclog and it wouldn't work. I figured I'd call maintenance the next day and get it fixed. I receive a call later the next day about how the landlord sent a maintenance man into my apartment, pulled a blue mechanic rag out of my toilet and is know charging me for the damages. Obviously I would not knowingly flush a blue rag down the toilet, but he says he is going to charge me for it. This is a terribly written paragraph. Basically I want to know if it is legal for my landlord to send maintenance into my apartment without my knowledge and then charge me for something that he hasn't proved was my doing.

Landlord sent repairman into my apartment without my knowledge. Repairman pulls blue rag out of my toilet and is charging me for leak damages. Thanks! Edit: I live in the US

Basically, we've been together about 4 years. Married for literally two freaking weeks. Two, weeks. Today, as I came home after a long exhausting day of stupid drama that I really didn't want to hear at work, there was a letter on the door. We're getting evicted because of the dog we're not supposed to have (what a surprise) because my husband refused to find him a new home. It's nothing new to me, the people next door complained because his dog barks at the smallest things. Car driving by? Bark. Someone knocking at the door? He goes balls deep nuts. And my husband refused to get him fixed, so he pisses all over the place. I have been beyond P.O.'d about all of this. I loved my apartment! Where else could I find a cheaper and nicer place in this town? But, I made it work because I loved husband. But I digress. I call my husband to tell him that we need to find a place ASAP. Y'know...one that accepts loud dogs. And, honestly I have no idea what made him tell me this now, of all the times in the world. "I've been talking with someone...and I'm really sorry, I was just stupid...it was just me thinking with my dick..." Blah blah blah. He claims he was talking with a chick on Facebook. Maybe a month, he said. He might have gotten sketched out because of the cold shoulder I've had recently. Work has been hard this week. Maybe he felt guilty? I don't know. The fucked up part is this isn't the first time he's been "emotionally" cheating, (I put that in quotes since neither him not his sidechick ever admitted to hooking up. Just romantic talk. ) But like a fucking idiot I took him back, and for the most part we made it work. I told him when I signed the papers that I would try to start anew. I would try to wholefully trust him again, I would honestly try to believe him in what he says. But it was all a big scam. It was all a fucked game he played. I don't know where to go. I'll be homeless. I don't make enough to get another place. I have 20$ in my bank account as of right now. I have no car. And my job is way out in the boonies so there's no where to live close to it! I'm just needing some advice. I am in fucking scrambles. I am a mess. I have no friends that I can stay with. No family. No help. What the hell do I do now? Should I work on it with him since it was just emotional Facebook shit? I don't know.

I got an eviction notice on my door because of my husband's illegal dog. He tells me he's been "just chatting" (possibly/probably more) with a farmtool on Facebook.

I am a 24 year old female who has lost my father and my grandparents when I was younger. My father died from a heart attack, and my grandparents both died of cancer. My mom is the last living immediate family member, and we are usually close. The first time I heard about healthcare directives and living wills was with my grandma who passed three years ago. My mother has always told me that if anything were to happen to me she would " take care of it as she sees fit". However, her views on end of life care and my views on end of life care (pertaining to myself) are very different. I believe that if there is no chance of me bouncing back or living with dignity I should be let go. When i bring this topic up, she repeats AGAIN that "she would take care of it", but I feel that my wishes would not be heard. My questions is: is it wrong for me to want to get a living will behind her back? I know that if I were to bring it up to her, she would immediately shut the conversation down. I don't need legal advice because I know where to go to get the paperwork done and the steps. I'm just wondering if it is wrong for me to do this and think of this.

If I were to need life extending care, I would want to refuse. My mom thinks differently. Want to get living will in place without her knowledge. Is this wrong?

So we are both in college and we've known each other for around 2 years now, but I've just recently started hanging out with him more. I'm really bad at picking up subtle flirtations so I'm not sure he is interested in me. He comments on my appearance and always says yes to anything I suggest we do together, like getting coffee or going to a party with me. He is also really patient and is always okay with me changing or cancelling plans, or waiting for me to get ready. I am not sure if he is interested, and if he is, what to really do when we are alone together, since I don't know how he feels about me, and it's kind of awkward at times. I have asked him to dinner at a restaurant next week, so how should I proceed? I am a newbie when it comes to dating, and I am not sure about my feelings toward him yet, but I want to see where this could go because I enjoy his company and I like his personality a lot. I also like to be straightforward and goofy, and he's such a polite and calm guy. I'm also really bad with flirting, but he tolerates a lot of ridiculous stuff that I do. How should I proceed?

Don't know if guy I might be interested in is interested in me, how do I flirt and still be myself? Thanks for any advice.

So, I broke up with my overly unattached girlfriend last year and, to put it nicely, she did not take it well (which surprised me). Anyway, I'm now in my second year of college and over the summer I had a new girlfriend who I'm still with and is AWESOME. My current gf lived in my hometown (which is pretty far away) and spent her first year of college there. She didn't like it. Unbeknownst to me, she applied for a transfer to my university because it turned out it was one of her top choices. She got accepted. I was above the moon when I found out. I was so happy because I could really see myself with this girl in the future. A couple weeks into the summer, she tells me her housing assignment. This is when I proceeded to shit myself with excitement; Turns out she got a room RIGHT ABOVE MINE. I couldn't believe my luck! I don't have a car on campus so this is a huge deal for me. Everything was going perfectly, nothing could possibly ruin this now right? Right ? ... WRONG A couple days later my gf receives her list of roommates. And of all the girls who could have possibly lived with her, she got roomed with my freaking ex ! I laughed. I couldn't believe my luck could be so awesome yet so shitty at the same time. Anyway, long story short, my gf tried to live with her but my ex was being a complete immature bitch to her (which is a whole other story unto itself) and my gf and I decided it would be best if she relocated to another part on campus. She now lives across campus from me... Fuck.

gf moved to my college, got housed above my apartment, her roommate turned out to be my ex, now my gf lives across campus from me, Fuck.

this is relatively mild, I'm young and have been on long-ish term relationships for most of the time that I've been sexually active and haven't had much time for conquests, but: I was 21, had just broken up with a gf of 3 years and moved back home. My younger brother, 18, was throwing a party. I hadn't really spent much time with him since we where young kids, so I didn't really know any of his friends, didn't really even know the 18-yo version of him that much, but figured I'd hang out and get drunk anyway. He had 3 of his 18-yo friends and 3 17-19 y/o girls there. My bro and his friends where all pretty cool "lax bro" types at that point, and I'd taken a different path and was a bit of a redneck (we live in a rural area). So I was having an alright time but feeling a bit awkward, the redneck brother who was 3 years older than anyone else. Eventually I got to know some of his friends and was having fun drinking and joking around with them and playing pong, but wasn't even considering the thought that I'd have a chance with any of the 3 scantily-clad, attractive, 17-18 year-old girls, considering that there where already 4 guys there who where cooler and younger and more outgoing. What ended up happening is that the night finally wound down at 3 in the morning or so, and I got ready to go back to my room and crash, figuring that 3 girls would pair up with whichever of the younger lax bros they liked best and crash in various places around the house. Was surprised when one of the girls, 17 or 18 (17 is legal my state, I'll clarify), redhead, absolutely gorgeous, starting tagging along with me and grabbing onto me. I guess she had a thing for scruffy rednecks a few years older than her, because I don't think I'd said more than a few words to her all night. We fucked, and in the morning I got up first and went upstairs, where her two friends (not realizing what had happened) where asking "have you seen XXXX? We can't find her." I realized I'd never heard the named of the girl I'd slept with and replied, "the redhead? I think she's still asleep in my bed." One of my brother's friends who had assumed that he was going to hook up with that girl started grumbling angrily to himself.

was the awkward 3-years-older-than everyone redneck at my brother's party, there to chill with my bro with no expectation of getting laid, ended up with a gorgeous redhead following me back to my room and practically dragging me into bed.

I met this girl last month when I was visiting my tutor. She was just about to go her way but we had a chance to talk for a bit. After she left my tutor (who's also kinda like a friend of mine) told me that he thinks that she liked me. Being the pessimistic person that I am, I didn't believe him, but I went along with it. Later that day he texts me saying that she thought I was cute and wanted my Facebook. Now, having literally no social life whatsoever means I don't keep a Facebook anymore, so I asked him to give her my number instead. He said OK. Then I changed my mind, and instead of being passive and waiting for her I decided to ask him for her number. He couldn't just hand it over without her consent though, so he said he'd do that first. The next day she went on vacation abroad (it came up in our conversation as well), so I didn't really expect to hear anything from her until she gets back. Fast forward a couple of weeks, I find it weird that she hasn't texted me yet. I also didn't get her number. So I asked my tutor if he heard anything from her, and he told me that she wasn't answering her phone. A week after that I asked him again, and he said she was going through a personal crisis and won't be taking lessons with him at the moment. I'm at a loss here. She's the only girl I met in recent years that was attractive, single and took interest in me. I want her to text me so bad that I don't even let my phone's battery run, just in case I'll miss a text. This has been going for a month (although in my defense she was absent for half of it). Am I deluding myself here? Is it all over before it could even start? Everyone I tell about this says I should just move on. They don't understand I never get chances like this. I have my circumstances, but I'm almost 24 and never been with a girl for crying out loud. This "simple" fact is really starting to get to you at this stage.

girl likes me and wants my info, goes on vacation for 10-14 days, disappears, pops up again but is supposedly going through a personal crisis now. I don't have her number so I can't reach out. Am I naive for hoping that she'd still contact me?

Fiance and I together three years, engaged for the last six months. Fiance and her parents want a big fancy wedding. I, and my parents, do not (I'm not against it, I just don't want it). I would be perfectly happy getting married at the courthouse and having a BBQ in our backyard afterwards. But, since a big fancy wedding is important to my fiance, I am going along with it and putting a smile on my face. It's not my thing, but whatever. It's important to her and I want to make her happy. When we got engaged, Fiance and her mom immediately went into wedding planning mode. Our wedding (next summer) is shaping up to be quite the extravagant (i.e. expensive) affair. Again, whatever. It's her day and I'm just along for the ride. My parents and I are not asking for anything; whatever my Fiance wants is fine with us. Her guest list is double mine, so it's not like we are inviting a ton of people (and the venue has a big minimum charge anyway). For the past couple of weeks, she's been getting snippy with me about costs. How my parents are not paying for anything (they are paying for the rehearsal dinner, as is custom) and how I/we are not contributing to anything. How her parents are footing the entire bill and it's getting expensive (which is it; we are pushing $30k at this point and we aren't done yet). In my defense, I have not done 'nothing.' I've obtained the officiant and the photographer, although neither of them cost me money. The officiant is my best man's father who is a judge (neither of us are religious), and the photographer is a gift from my boss, who's wife owns a photography studio and is 'donating' one of her wedding photographers to us. But, besides all that, I don't fucking want this. My parents don't want this. Why should we have to pay a large amount of money for something we don't want? My parents are not wealthy and are close to retirement. I do have some money saved, but that was meant to be a down payment on a house (we currently rent). Fiance's parents are not exactly wealthy, but they are better off than mine. She says that since I/we are enjoying the benefit of the wedding, then we should contribute to it. I feel like I'm being handed the bill for a meal I didn't order. It's becoming a problem for us. I have no intention of writing a check myself or asking my parents for money, and my fiance is beginning to resent me for it. I've suggested paring the wedding down and reducing costs, but they don't want to do that. I don't know what to do. I'm trying to be flexible, but I really don't want to pay thousands of dollars for a party when we could use that money for something more useful.

Fiance and her parents have planned expensive wedding and she is mad and me and my parents for not chipping in, despite us telling her we didn't want an expensive wedding.

I think it was my first year at Uni and I was living at home. Anyway, I walked outside one day (I think to get the garbage cans from the end of the driveway), only to hear the sound of squealing tires from up the street, which was a 2-block long hill. I looked over to see a grey rental car doing e-brake skids down the hill. As it passed me, I saw it was full of Scumbag Steve teens who all turned to stare me down and throw up the bird as they sped past (probably 70km/h+ on a quiet, narrow, residential street). I had zero time to react so I just stared as they whipped past. I should ad that at the bottom of my hill, the road ends in a t-intersection where my road has the stop sign. Across from the road from the stop sign is the local Rec Centre / daycare. Well, geniuses tried an ebrake turn to the right and promptly disappeared behind the house on the corner, immediately followed by a very loud KER-UNCH! I ran down to the end of the block to find that they had "drifted" into a parked car on the other side of the street, and then drove off! I ran into the rec centre to find the owner of the vehicle and to call the police to report the hit & run and dangerous driving. Easily identified the vehicle as a grey brand X model Y, with a giant "Generic Local Rental Car Company" logo plastered on the side. Well, anyway, as we were waiting for the authorities the driver returned (without any of his pals, of course) and I got to join in the verbal re-education of the fellow as he waited to receive sweet sweet justice.

Scumbag Steve & Friends flipped me the bird in their easily identifiable rental car then hit&run a parked car while trying to be Ken Block.

In the 7th grade I fell pretty ill. I had all the symptoms of a bad flu so my mom took me to the local Urgent Care (like a Redi-Med where I'm from) where I'm given a pretty common cold medicine Z-Pack. after about a week of worsening flu symptoms (the medicine lasts a week), I woke up one morning to find my mouth was just FULL of sores, like I had chewed on my checks all night; I even had a hole forming in one of them. I show my mom and she takes me back to Urgent Care. when we get there, the doc says I probably have chicken pox and gives me more of the Z-Pack and tells me to check up with them in another week. a day goes by and my sores started progressing to my arms and chest. the next day, I was unable to urinate and my eyes were getting swollen and sticking shut. my mom didn't wait another day and took me to our actual hospital. the docs are baffled. I'm put in quarantine for 3 days while my sores worsen in my mouth and body, and now they are affecting my mucous membranes; I can't piss without literally ripping my dick-hole open. my mouth healed shut every morning, so I had to peel that open too to eat and drink. same with my eyes--had to literally peel off scabs that covered them to see. after 3 days of this, I was transferred 40 miles away to a bigger hospital with a dermatology ward. as soon as I get there, the dermatologist takes one look at me and says, "oh, you have Stevens Johnson syndrome, and you have the worse case I've ever seen" and immediately starts me on steroids. he informs us that I'd been having an allergic reaction to the Z-Pack, which triggered the SJS. I was hospitalized for another week and a half while I recovered. two years after that, I got it again; three after that, I got it AGAIN. now I wear a bracelet that tells of my medical allergies. I suggest everyone to know what they are allergic to, too. it could save your life.

doctors give 12 year old me some medicine, I have an allergic reaction to it, the doctors give me MORE of the same medicine, which enables a full blow class of Stevens Johnson syndrome that nearly kills me.