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I (21m) have been struggling with depression and anxiety for over 11-12 years now, since my parents divorced everything went downhill, until a year ago where I went through a “healing” phase or so I thought. Haven’t had alcohol in my body for over 8 months, I just don’t want to go back to alcohol again I hate the idea of becoming like my father.
So I started going to church again last September even though I was sceptical that things would go great when I went back there, and within months I got hurt by people especially by our pastors, had 2 failed relationships my second relationship ended last night, idk what I did wrong, I’m just working from 8am to 10pm just to bring something to the family. all I want is to really heal, but it feels like my heart wounds are just getting deeper, it feels like my own body is choking me. The thoughts of ending it all have become even stronger than before, it’s scary to imagine that I could potentially live another 20-40 years like this.
I’m starting to believe I’m just going to be all alone by age of 60, I can handle loneliness at the moment but it’s scary how my life is going, why can’t I keep a relationship or why can’t I create one, what do I do to people that they just continue to hurt me when I all I want is honesty. People say I’m living in the past, well News Flash my past is my present now, nothing has changed only I learned how to hide my pain with humour. Has anyone gone through this, where they thought they’re healed but depression came back stronger? What did you do?

TIFU: I am supposed to keep a daily ledger of all my work related expenses, I was too lazy or too tired to do that everyday. I get large deposits made into my accounts and my job is to pay people what they are owed. It's a day by day job so I have to keep records of the deposits, the people I paid and how much I paid them for this job or other. I kept records for a long time and there wasn't that much discrepancy always so I started putting records off till the end of the week, then to another then to another. I noticed the lack of funds when there wasn't any wiggle room to address emergencies or cover other costs. Over three months of not keeping any records of my credit and debit balance and I found out today that I am massively in the red. As in $10k in the red, which an insurmountable amount to me at the moment. This is a fuck up that was months in the making but I found out about it today. TL;DR TIFU by being lazy.

These were a series of games mostly based around dinosaurs and paleontology hosted on the PBS Kids website. Actually, the game had some ads that would show up occasionally on (and only on) PBS Kids, sometimes after an episode of Dinosaur Train. The ads would only feature a short cartoon white man with a large white mustache (the mustache covered his mouth, and so was squashed and stretched everytime he talked) and a safari hat that covered his eyes. He was dressed in a safari outfit, and it was clear that he was a paleontologist. I think he even mentioned it in the ads. He sounded like he was in his 30s (early to late). The commercials would just feature him and the website name and nearing the end of the commercial, he would end up reading it so that kids could go to the site.
Anyways, the game itself was actually a collection of games, most of which were dinosaur and paleontology related. I actually remember one of the names: "Hadrosaurus Egg Hunt". When you opened the game, the cartoon paleontologist would say "Hadrosaurus Egg Hunt! Help a Hadrosaurus match her eggs. Hope you have a good memory!" The game itself was just like a matching game. All of the games were basic games for kids, and then there was one game that taught about colors and color theory. For the longest time, there was also another game that was blocked off because it was "under development" on the site. Every now and then I would drop in to see if it was finally available to play, but I never ended up seeing it introduced.
One more thing: I remember the cartoon paleontologist saying "Oh! That gives me the heebie-jeebies!" perhaps in reference to a scary dinosaur or some fossils.

I was today years old when I learned about FatFIRE and realized this is exactly my goal.
I’ve heard about FIRE before but everything I read earlier was about LeanFIRE and sacrificing a lot to retire early. I didn’t want to do that.
I have been revisiting my portfolio (since I’m changing jobs) and the goals I always tell my financial planner is 1) financial independence, ie, have the choice of working or retiring at 60. 2) while keeping the same lifestyle we have now - which I thought was above average. I have been reading this sub though and I feel like everyone else has saved more than we have and am now concerned we may not be able to do this.
My husband and I are in our late 40s/early 50s and want to achieve FI and potentially RE in 5-10 years with about $150K/yr budget. All Montecarlo algorithms tell us we’re on track to do this.
Me - most of my investments are in stocks/bonds, but majority in retirement accounts ($300K taxable/ $1M retirement). My NW is ~$2M Husband - most of his investments are in real estate rentals and business (projecting around $150K/yr of income at retirement). I’m not sure what his NW because a lot of it is on the businesses and real estates but it’s probably $750K
Given this, would you consider us FatFIRE? Or is $150K/yr too low for that?

I had the great luck of being born to a rich family. My parents have enough money to give me everything I need. I coasted along at school because there was no need for me to get good grades so I can get a well paying job. My father's business empire was waiting for me. Now, I am the COO of several businesses. Child Of Owner. I just have to go to the office, direct this employee to do that task and that employee to do this task, and spend the rest of the day watching Youtube and Tiktok.
I've always used my money to my advantage. I bought friendships and the company of girls by treating them to dine outs all the time, buying them gifts and letting them ride my expensive cars. Unfortunately, money is all I have. I don't have looks or a particularly interesting personality. I can be shy and introverted, but I also seek company and affection. It's hard to connect with people to get the company and affection I want genuinely. Along the way I just learned that money is the easiest way to get those, even just for a short while.
There's always been just one thing I wanted. Actually, one person. She is one of the few genuine friends I have, one who isn't interested in my money. I know because I've offered to buy her gifts and help her financially when she was in a rut before, but she declined. She is never a yes woman to me either; whenever I do something she doesn't agree with, she tells it to me straight, even if it hurts my feelings. And I love her for that. For 15 years, I loved her.
Sadly for me, she is engaged. It's a roller coaster relationship with a questionable man that she has known for just over a year, but what can I do. He asked and she said yes.
Now I am trying to move on. I am going out with several girls, fetching them in a BMW so they can be proud while their friends watch in envy, treating them to expensive meals, buying them expensive gifts. So that they will reply to my messages. So that they will go out with me. So that I'm not alone and lonely as I stare longingly at her profile picture, which is a picture of her and her fiancee.
I just want love. Someone who will love me not for my money. Someone who will love me despite my unattractive looks and introverted personality. Unfortunately for me, even all my money can't buy that.

Hi. I am European and plan on doing a 3 month course in february in London. As far as Im aware I dont need a visa for that. However, I would like to move before my course starts, in November. Would I be able to move near London and work at a pub/store or some entry level job for 3-4 months before my course starts? Or is that hopeless?
Thanks

I know I'm going to get hate for this, but believe me I already feel shitty enough. I recently left my job but in that time I worked with a guy (separate companies that worked closely together). He is married, about ten years older than me. Over the few years we worked together, the sexual tension grew. Right before I left we ended up hooking up, not sex but some other things. I have feelings for him and want to tell him about my actual feelings. I'm unsure of his feelings--it's hard to say if this was just a sexual thing or what he is feeling. If he doesn't reciprocate that's okay, I just need it out there so I can figure out a way forward. I'm in a relationship too and am trying to explore my issues in therapy because I know this is not healthy or right.
Should I bother telling him? How should I proceed?

I'm having some feelings and I want to share so I feel less alone.
I'm finding that the most emotional draining aspect of my transition is the feeling of being under a microscope. Especially since I'm early on my transition. When I'm with people who know I'm trans, I feel like they're judging me and studying me. Going through puberty as an adult is so fucking embarrassing. At least when I was in high school, I was with a bunch of other kids who were also going through the same thing. But now it feels like I'm being treated like a kid again.
I also feel like people are judging the changes that are or aren't happening, you know something i have no control over. Like it's almost a complete shot in the dark for what changes will happen. I can guess what's going to happen by looking at my dad and brother but overall I have no idea how things will turn out.
Not to mention the near constant worry about if the people in my life see me as a mam or still see me as woman. It's so exhausting. I'm finding myself slowly falling into the idea that I need to earn my right to be gender properly and I'm trying really hard to stay out of that mindset but it's hard. I know things will get better with time but God I wish it was better now.

I am really fed up with my migraine.. I am aware that a lot of people in this sub suffer from chronic migraine but even though I fell very hopeless currently. Since I am 11 I suffer from migraine with visual Aura leading to a very bad headache including vomiting, not able to find words, vertigo and even not recognizing the own movement of my arm. It got way better after puberty and when hitting 18 it was almost gone with 2-6 migraine a year. But since 26 it got worse again. Fortunately the nausea and the extreme stroke symptoms did not came back but what stayed was the visual aura, extreme headaches, heavy postdrome with being absolutely tired and not able to concentrate at all sometimes feeling like there is nothing going on in my head. Then this year (I just got 30) in match it hit a peak with having minimum one migraine a week but mostly two. It suddenly stopped in the middle of April and since then I did not have a visual aura just some vertigo which I fell like migraine, too but it was not unbearable. Now I visited my mother on Thursday (it is an 8 hour trip) and when I arrived the migraine came back. I thought well.. I will try the Naratriptan because I didn’t handle other triptans not that good. It worked great! I almost had no headache but only some concentration problems and I was a bit slow but other than that it was good! Well.. two days later I should be on my trip back but instead another migraine hit me and it hurts as hell and I can’t make it. It sucks so bad. I just started a new job a few month ago and I don’t want to have a phase again where I have to powre through the migraines potentially coming across as an idiot because my brain is just not working properly. I am very frustrated. I was really hoping I could have a longer time without any migraine at least for the visit of my family.
TL;DR: I just need to let my frustration out with people who might understand the hopelessness of this disease

These were a series of games mostly based around dinosaurs and paleontology hosted on the PBS Kids website. Actually, the game had some ads that would show up occasionally on (and only on) PBS Kids, sometimes after an episode of Dinosaur Train. The ads would only feature a short cartoon white man with a large white mustache (the mustache covered his mouth, and so was squashed and stretched everytime he talked) and a safari hat that covered his eyes. He was dressed in a safari outfit, and it was clear that he was a paleontologist. I think he even mentioned it in the ads. He sounded like he was in his 30s (early to late). The commercials would just feature him and the website name and nearing the end of the commercial, he would end up reading it so that kids could go to the site.
Anyways, the game itself was actually a collection of games, most of which were dinosaur and paleontology related. I actually remember one of the names: "Hadrosaurus Egg Hunt". When you opened the game, the cartoon paleontologist would say "Hadrosaurus Egg Hunt! Help a Hadrosaurus match her eggs. Hope you have a good memory!" The game itself was just like a matching game. All of the games were basic games for kids, and then there was one game that taught about colors and color theory. For the longest time, there was also another game that was blocked off because it was "under development" on the site. Every now and then I would drop in to see if it was finally available to play, but I never ended up seeing it introduced.
One more thing: I remember the cartoon paleontologist saying "Oh! That gives me the heebie-jeebies!" perhaps in reference to a scary dinosaur or some fossils.

I'm so, jealous whenever I go online and see people making such amazing art. It feels unfair, like that should be me. Like I should be able to make art of that quality, or that quickly, or have that big an audience, but I just can't.
I know, why. I don't practice as much as others. I get easily distracted, both contributing to my lack of practice as well as making art take way longer to get from start to finish. By all metrics, those people that I'm envious of deserve to be where they are, and I deserve to be where I am
And it's not like I'm, a shit artist. I'm proud of where I am artwise, and I'm proud of, most of the things I've made, even if I'm outta practice. Still I can't help but feel so bitter towards other artists. They can be some of the nicest people I've met, but I just, wish I was them. Wish I had what they had
And it makes every mistake, every wonky looking drawing, every assymetrical eye. Makes me so mad and frustrated
I also just, don't have the time. Have loads of other stuff I need to stop putting off and get done unrelated to art. I'm such a mess. No clue what I'm doing with my life
It would be so nice to not have to worry about college or university or getting a job or other people, and just completely dedicate myself to drawing. To get done every wip I've wanted to make. Get better at anatomy and perspective and color and all the shit I'm still struggling with. I hope someday I'll be able to do that
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Hi, so i (23F) have a situation. I am currently have been crushing on my co-worker (25M). Its been going on for like 6 months+. But i never wanted to date him just because we work very closely and i think it would be weird if i try to shoot my shot while being in the same company, I just think he’s a spectacular man, a good friend and just a fun guy to be around.
But recently he told us that he’s resigning from his position to pursue another job at another company and basically will be moving out of town for this new job (he’ll be resigning next month).
And now he’s not going to be my co-worker anymore I feel like I should confess or at least try to get closer to him. But if we do get together it would be LDR and idk if thats good enough.
I’ve heard from other co-workers that he’s also interested in me but hesitated to ask me out because of our social status.
Thank you in advance and please help

have this job where things have gone wrong after the pandemic in the interpersonal relationship side of things. Basically some people have been handsy and touchy-feely towards me even if I told them that I don't want to be touched (it's only for close friends and family) on my arms, shoulders and back, and I ended up mocked by them (supervisors qualified it as bullying).
It also happened that a couple of people commented on my body in a perv way such as "complimenting" and straight up telling me that they were looking at a specific part. I feel beyond soiled and sick and dirty.
I lived the vast majority of my life in those kind of environments where people keep their hands about themselves and those kind of comments were unthinkable, so it was really shocking. I feel especially that it is undoable, that I am dirty, not a private and respectable person anymore. Especially now that I want to date I feel that I have lost the right to have a partner who would want somebody private, exclusively for themselves, it's hard to explain how I feel that I have no right to date anymore because the kind of person who is ok with me having been treated like a public commodity is not the kind of person that I want to be with. It is extremely important for me and now I am irreversibly soiled.
There is no purification ritual and I ended up thinking horrible things and still want to cut off with a knife the skin from my body but there is no way to undo the words being said, I spent all my life being untouched and respectable and now this happened. I really don't want to have a life if I am not decent and not purifiable, I don't want this life.
To be honest I am already done for because I have been living with flatmates in the last years and another major element of pride, never having been seen in my PJs by strangers has been ruined. I can't even say to have a home of my own, and I've been public with this as well. I really don't want to be alive.

Please don't message me on chat. I rarely check it, and I'd hate to have you think I was ignoring you
I'm not sure how to start this; I can't use the pet name I have for you, because I haven't called you it yet. I can't use your name, because I don't know it yet. I guess 'hi!' will have to do, though it doesn't feel anywhere near as fancy as it should for this.
I hope you're okay out there where you are. What's the weather like? Is it the cold chill of winter there, or is it the sweltering heat of somewhere tropical? Is it summer for you right now, while it's spring for me? What time is it? Are you in my future literally as well as figuratively? Are you somewhere in my past, doomed to be one step behind me until the very moment that you're not?
It's the time of year where we get a little introspective, the lonely ones; we wonder why we're lonely, wonder why we have to be alone, wonder if we'll still be like this next year. I say 'the time of year' like it's something special, but we both know, you and I, that every moment of every hour of every day is 'that time'. It's insidious, is that loneliness; it worms its way into all the corners of your heart and holds on tight. It whispers that you'll never find someone, love someone, have someone of your own. Don't you worry, my darling; you and I will have a love that will shout so loud we'll drown out those whispers, banish that loneliness, send that darkness packing. Only good vibes. Only light. Only love.
I'm going to assume- and I apologise, heart of my heart, for doing so- that you're a little bit broken somehow. That's okay. So am I. Like attracts like, right? We've got our quirks and foibles and imperfections, and I will love you despite- or perhaps because of- them, as you will love me for mine. Maybe life's been harder to you than you'd like. Maybe it is harder. Maybe you've taken the long way to some things that most people take the short way to. Maybe you've got your issues. Maybe you haven't.
It's okay.
You've weathered the storm this far, your soul adrift in the stormy sea of life; but it's okay, because I'm here, and I'll hold you close and walk into the eye of the storm with you. And together, hand in hand, we'll weather whatever comes our way, stronger together than we ever could be apart.
It's funny to say, but I love you already. Every little bit of you. I know, I know, I can't say that when I don't know you- but I will, my sweet. I will. And I will love you so fiercely, so intensely, with every piece of me.
I don't know where you are, when you are, who you are, but know this, my darling.
When you're ready to find me, I'll be right here waiting for you.
Yours already,
D.
If you want to listen as you read, there's a voice-read version here that's more or less the same: https://vocaroo.com/kpmQirnAoOm

Please don't message me on chat. I rarely check it, and I'd hate to have you think I was ignoring you
I'm not sure how to start this; I can't use the pet name I have for you, because I haven't called you it yet. I can't use your name, because I don't know it yet. I guess 'hi!' will have to do, though it doesn't feel anywhere near as fancy as it should for this.
I hope you're okay out there where you are. What's the weather like? Is it the cold chill of winter there, or is it the sweltering heat of somewhere tropical? Is it summer for you right now, while it's spring for me? What time is it? Are you in my future literally as well as figuratively? Are you somewhere in my past, doomed to be one step behind me until the very moment that you're not?
It's the time of year where we get a little introspective, the lonely ones; we wonder why we're lonely, wonder why we have to be alone, wonder if we'll still be like this next year. I say 'the time of year' like it's something special, but we both know, you and I, that every moment of every hour of every day is 'that time'. It's insidious, is that loneliness; it worms its way into all the corners of your heart and holds on tight. It whispers that you'll never find someone, love someone, have someone of your own. Don't you worry, my darling; you and I will have a love that will shout so loud we'll drown out those whispers, banish that loneliness, send that darkness packing. Only good vibes. Only light. Only love.
I'm going to assume- and I apologise, heart of my heart, for doing so- that you're a little bit broken somehow. That's okay. So am I. Like attracts like, right? We've got our quirks and foibles and imperfections, and I will love you despite- or perhaps because of- them, as you will love me for mine. Maybe life's been harder to you than you'd like. Maybe it is harder. Maybe you've taken the long way to some things that most people take the short way to. Maybe you've got your issues. Maybe you haven't.
It's okay.
You've weathered the storm this far, your soul adrift in the stormy sea of life; but it's okay, because I'm here, and I'll hold you close and walk into the eye of the storm with you. And together, hand in hand, we'll weather whatever comes our way, stronger together than we ever could be apart.
It's funny to say, but I love you already. Every little bit of you. I know, I know, I can't say that when I don't know you- but I will, my sweet. I will. And I will love you so fiercely, so intensely, with every piece of me.
I don't know where you are, when you are, who you are, but know this, my darling.
When you're ready to find me, I'll be right here waiting for you.
Yours already,
D.
If you want to listen as you read, there's a voice-read version here that's more or less the same: https://vocaroo.com/kpmQirnAoOm

Hello,
I hope you're all doing well. I'm a recent graduate who has just started navigating the vast and somewhat intimidating world of job applications. As someone new to this process, I understand that having a well-crafted resume is key to landing job interviews.
I've spent countless hours tailoring my resume, trying my best to highlight my academic accomplishments, internships, and any relevant experience. However, I feel it's always beneficial to get some extra eyes on it, especially from those who have more experience or expertise in this area.
I'm looking for constructive feedback, suggestions for improvement, and any advice you could provide that could help me stand out.
Here's a link to my anonymized resume: https://imgur.com/a/4yUBaMq

From The Detroit Times, June 10, 1915.
The postman passes by, his steps tell plainly He hasn’t any mail to leave for me; Or should he stop, my eyes must still seek vainly The one handwriting I so long to see. Even a picture postal card were better Than leaving me without a single sign; Another day gone by, and still no letter, Dear daughter, can’t you drop me just a line?
Why are you silent? I have often written When it was, strictly speaking, not my turn. Have you with pen paralysis been smitten, Or what new lesson would you have me learn? Am I impatient, in too great a hurry, You pressed with duties harder to decline? Oh, daughter, it would save a heap of worry If you would drop your father just a line.
Perhaps there’s some mistake; a heedless sentence Penned without thinking may have caused you pain; Perhaps I rate too high my independence; Perhaps you think me frivolous and vain; Or my poor jests in earnest you were taking. Oh, could you read this secret heart of mine, You’d know, dear child, how near it is to breaking, And drop your lonely father just a line.

Sorry if typos, English isn't my first language.
Some information first: My (F30) nephew (M19) has just gotten a job and moved out from my sister's house and is now renting a room in a house with 1-2 others and he pays $340 a month for his own bedroom with space for his computer and he can use everything around the house as he wishes.
I myself have an apartment with 2 bedrooms, one I use for office to work in and one for my bedroom. Reason I have the second room as a office is that I have 3 cats and 2 of them eats on cables.
My mom and my sister came to me last month asking if my nephew could live with me, at first I said yes, but I said he'd have to sleep on the couch as they said "he's barely home anyway"... Then, they told me he had to get one of the rooms because he's allergic to cats. I said absolutely not, I need my office and I'm not moving out of my bedroom. They claim it was for 5 months only, but with my sister expecting a child in her 2 bedroom house I feel it would be longer as there is no way he could move back in with them.
AITA for saying absolutely not to him moving in?

Hey everyone I’m pretty sick so apologies for the spelling mistakes. I’m pretty upset and don’t know what to do. So yesterday my wife comes home from her cleaning job and tells me that some guy he was cleaning for gave her money. Apparently it’s a poker player who went broke, he used words like degen a lot. Are poker players really that generous, should I believe her?

It has been two months now. Every. single. night, they call me. "We have detected a critical vulnerability on your app. please advise immediately". We keep patching stuff, they keep happening. I used to help at the beginning (even if it's just assigning tasks and ensuring communication), but now I don't answer the phone anymore and they are shaming me and blaming me for it.
Should I quit?
For context: I am a business owner of a cloud app, with really good work conditions. I've been in my role for 2 years and happy about it, even during spikes of work. Recently the company I am working for started to harass me every night with compliance breaches. The issue isn't that we have to fix some vulnerabilities, but it's always out of business hours since they are coming from a different timezone team.
I can't blame my current provider for those vulnerabilities because it was another provider who developed it. And I am sick to have to ask those poor guys who also have lifes, to work every single night and weekend.
I have tried to:
- Ask the compliance dptm to work with a "same-timezone-team" in the communication and resolution of those issues;
- Create a guidelines of communication that directs them to our first-level of support line;
- Invest my budget (that was needed to deliver our commitments) into anticipation scans/tests in order to identify vulnerabilities before they are raised by this department.
...but unfortunately those were either refused or simply not enough to make any difference in our situation.
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I have a call with my hierarchy Monday to discuss this whole problematic. How should I address the issue in your opinion?
Ideally I'd like to keep the job since it's such an unicorn, but I want to make clear I won't answer the phone outside business hours every single day.
I am really lost at this point.