Why do people hate on Cassie beating Shinnok again?
Just for the sake of clarifying, I came back to the franchise recently after YEARS away, played X and 11 after the reveal of MK1, and actually enjoyed the story of X (11 got me hella bored).
I always saw the games' story as kinda bad Hollywood movies, and I actually really liked how both Shao Kahn was defeated in 9 and how Shinnok was defeated in X, having all the context behind it - so I was kinda surprised to learn people absolutely hated X's plot. The game stablishes early on that the green power is not just a buff (although it does buff, Shinnok was toying with Johnny before it), but a bloodline boon that completely nullifies the gods' powers (Johnny himself didn't even tank the attack, the thing just didn't work) - and later as part of his plan Shinnok specifically kidnaps Johnny, confirming that threat and even telling him so, to the point the one who binds him isn't even his magic, but D'vorah's goo just bo sure.
None of the cast knew Cassie could do the same, so Shinnok wasn't even bothered by it. Then when it turned out that she did, completely nullifying Shinnok's magic (his main power and strongest tool), she won (exactly the same way as Johnny did). You had all the setup, the Chekhov's gun, the arrogant villain underestimating the heroes, even development throughout the game as Cassie senses she fails to meet expectations set up by her family (that is also being torn apart by a workaholic mother), but steps up at the most crucial moment precisely because that family is in danger. It really feels like a cliche'd hollywood movie, and even though I believe they did most of it kinda badly (the thing about Johnny being descendant from such a special lineage coming out of nowhere and brushed off immediately; and a lot more), it wasn't nowhere near the BS they pulled a lot before (and that they would pull after), specially on MK9, considering all the buildup they made.
I can understand in hindsight that people didn't like Cassie, but I saw a lot of legitimate criticism saying the plot was horrible because of this. Is it because Shinnok got the power up? Or is it just because Cassie=Bad (Which is funny to me now, because the campaign already begins humbling her multiple times and building her confidence slowly, so I thought people who played it would let her off the hook more)?

I am a dog walker and have had experience training the dogs I walk how to loose leash. However, one dog that I walk is very different from the others that I've trained. She is a medium sized dog just over 1 year old, very timid, and lives in an apartment complex area that has a lot of construction going on in the surrounding blocks. She grew up in this area and has never gotten over these construction noises or even any little thing that a regular dog would not be afraid of. She does completely fine when being walked in quiet residential areas, but when being walked near her home, she is so fearful and just yanks to go back home unless we are in a quieter area during our walk.
Recently we've been working on her fear of the environment. I advised her owner to sit with her outside in a spot that she is more relaxed in and just observe and absorb what is happening around them. So far it seems that this is working. She is not as scared of the environment and walking her has been a tad easier.
However, at the end of the walks, we still have the problem of her desperately having the urge to go home and yanking on the leash every 5-10 seconds. Her owner said that when she was walking her as a puppy, she had to give in to this behavior because she needed to go back home and get back to work. Now the dog is grown and much bigger and her yanking is probably going to start helping me build some muscle lol.
Does anyone have advice or experience on how to curb this behavior? Thanks!

Should have started HRT 10 or twenty years ago. I should have known. Every thought or doubt that held me back was stupid and harmful.
I lost so much. Missed so much. Everything could have been better. I wouldn't have lived so long as someone i loathed. I hated myself, all that time. I numbed myself with opiates and nearly died. I wanted to die. For fucking years. I cannot forgive myself now. Those people I loved that threw me away wouldn't have done so. It's easy to discard an ugly nerd that hates themselves. Everyone did that.
I keep thinking of suicide now because I don't know if things can be better. I'm alone. No one one sees me as I want to be seen. Still casually misgendered by idiots. Being called "bro" by cisgender men makes me nauseous. I want to cut out their tongues.
I can't live with myself. I can't forgive myself.

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Below Numiind:

Jax looked over the tattered, gaunt, haunted group of about two thousand civilians as they huddled together in the damp cavern below the ground. A generation was missing among them. The elderly and even the aged held and cradled the pups and the infants. There were fifty new pups in the press, fifty pups who… fifty pups who had plastic tags through their ears like wildlife, and some had thick welts raised beneath their fur. Jax tried not to think about that too much. If he thought about that too much, hi might just go topside and get in the RNI's way.
The cavern shook, and some pebbles broke off of the roof. Jax didn't worry to much over it, since Kai and Mei had said that the cave could stand up to a decent sized bomb. It was probably the drop pods landing. He'd never been able to be as nonchalant as the Terrans seemed to be about it, but at least he never refused a drop. Not for the first time, he bitterly wished he had his armor. Sure, most guys don't buy their service armor, but he could have afforded it. He just could conceive he'd ever need it in his life after service. More fool him.
Rae came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder, but when he went to shrug it away, she squeezed it tighter. "What's the matter? Who needs help?"
"You do."
"I'm fine."
"You're not. Jax, you're… Jax I…"
"I said I'm fine!" he snapped as he jerked his shoulder away, but when she made a sound of shock and pain, his head snapped around, and he looked in terror for the injury he had caused her. He saw only the anguish on her face. "I'm sorry. I'm okay. I'll be okay, please don't worry."
"Ash talks about it."
"Ash won't talk about anything."
"He used to be a thief." That surprised Jax so much that he couldn't make a sound from his slack jawed maw, so she continued, "Not for a while, but he's not proud of his past. He had turned his life around, got hired in construction. Got married, and she was pregnant. Full six litter."
"Was…"
"Yes, she was. She died when the hospital got hit."
"Why are you telling me this?" Jax asked as he fought the swell of pity before it could show on his face.
"Because Ash is worried about you too."
"Ash?"
"He's more observant. There's a reason you send him to scout."
"Too?"
"Yes, Jax. He's worried too. Him and me. Kai is to worried about making sure he knows how everyone will evacuate if they need to. Mei just wants to kill another bloodskin. But Ash and I can see it."
Jax slapped the stone with his tail and griped his rifle hard. He unclenched his jaw and said, "I shouldn't have let so many buy us time on the first day. I should have brought more down here. I could have-"
"How? Knock them out and drag them all down here under fire?"
"I don't know! I should have- somehow. I'm a veteran, I served with the Terrans in antipiracy patrols and saw three combat drops. I should be able to do more."
"You want to be up there."
"Yes! But even without my armor, I'd be a liabilty," he spat.
"You just said you've fought with the Terrans before," she prodded.
"You don't understand. Those aren't just Terrans, those are RNI Drop Troopers, Lost Boys Rapid Response Division. The training the Republic put me through for regular grunt standards makes our military training look like a pup's park. The Lost Boys make the RNI Drop Troopers look like pups playing in their father's fishing box. These are the guys who read My Side and instead of feeling sorry for Sneaky, felt that he did the necessary thing and wanted to be that brave. If all of us were trained, and all of us had armor, we could support, but it's not. If any of us went up there, best case we only get ourselves hurt. Worst case we get one of them killed to protect us, because they will. They won't even think about it. Just one, one Lost Boy, made all the difference back there. Do you think we'd have gotten in without him covering us from that bird's perch of his? I know you'd be hurt at least. I have fifty-one reasons to thank him."
"Oh…" she muttered. "Look at everyone still alive. Still free. The pups told me why they were beaten."
"Why's that?" Jax asked as a stone formed in his belly.
"Their parents disobeyed."
It took Jax a full ten seconds to pull back the snarl of pure hatful rage off of his face to be replaced with a milder expression of fury, "Genocidal, and slavers. Thank the Ancestors for the Lost Boys."
"Thank the Ancestors for you, Jax. For you and the men like you in the other towns, out in the hills, in the atolls. We'd have never held out this long."
"I'm fine. I'll be okay, you don't have to worry," Jax said with a transparent smile over his face.

In High orbit above Numiid:

Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn gritted his teeth. He could hardly believe that four ships, mighty battleships though they may be, could have put him on such shifting sands. His own battleship was currently bombarding the nearest of the four Terran battleships with all of its plasma batteries.
"Acolyte-Lord, their shields do show signs of stress."
"Acolyte-Lord," another Initiate-Highborn began, "Our batteries do overheat, we must cease firing for cooling!"
"Make it so, launch missiles to keep the pressure up."
"I obey, Acolyte-Lord!"
"Cruiser five, move up and open fire upon that battleship," Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn commanded over the communications network.
He watched as a single battleship suppressed the whole of his fleet, and the other three sped toward the planet. "All frigates, focus fire on that battleship!" he commanded, seizing the opportunity. The missiles crept toward the Terran battleship as the frigates maneuvered to bring their plasma lances to bear on the massive vessel. For all that, Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn was denied the sight of the Terran shields finally buckling. "Acolyte-lord, if they can sustain that fire for another five seconds, our lances can be brought to bear, and finally overwhelm the Terran shields," an Initiate-Highborn announced.
"How fare the extraction ships?"
"Acolyte-Lord, they need only another thirty seconds to make minimum jump distance."
"Frigates, do not lessen your fire, we shall make them pay a price in blood for this system!" Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn roared. Proximity alarms suddenly sounded, "What comes?"
"Acolyte-Lord, brace for impact! Our shields do fail!"
"Slingshot trajectory," he cursed.
One of the frigates broke apart under the Terran battleship's terrible power, and Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn's lances came online. The gunnery officer did not wait for the order to fire, and the Terran shields finally failed, and hot plasma splashed across its hull. Acolyte-Lord Narrex-Quinn let a cruel grin spread across his face in anticipation of seeing the Terran vessel scorched into so much twisted and useless metal, but instead two of his cruisers and yet another frigate broke apart. "KEEP FIRING!"
"Acolyte-Lord," said his security officer, "We have been boarded!"
"HOW?! THEIR SHIP IS NOWHERE NEAR US!"

Above the ruins of a mining town:

Corporal First Class Linus George hurtled toward the ground in his drop pod watching the last video communication that his brother had sent him. "So anyway, I don't know if we'll have coms capability once we're in Clans space, since something's fucked out there," Robbie was saying, "So you might not be able to get ahold of me for a spell. Don't worry, the We Sing is a good ship. She'll get us home. Huh? Sorry Linus, just because I'm an officer doesn't mean I get to hog up the phone. Keep the faith, see you when I see you."
Linus let the pain well up in him. He let the tears run down his cheeks, and he let it turn to cold fury before he hit the ground. His armored pod's grav bubble and inertial transferal systems had insulated him from the kinetic force of the impact. Not so much the armored vehicle he had been steering for. The charges placed at the seams of his pod hatch went off, sending said hatch through the surviving driver. He keyed his mic and said, "Alpha blue leader, boots down, team check in."
"Blue one, boots down, checking in," said Private First Class Andrew Lewis.
"Blue two, boots down, checking in," said Private First Class Joshua Clark.
"Blue three, boots down, checking in," said Private First Class Benjamin carter.
"Alpha Blue, all present and accounted for, Sarge."
"Good news, Corporal. Not that they had much that could have picked one of us out on the way," came Sergeant Thomas Mitchell's growl over the tacnet. Our area of operation is civvy clear, say again our area of operation is civvy clear."
"Requesting permission to switch to heavy ordo, sarge."
"Request logged. Sir, a fire team is requesting heavy ordo."
Lieutenant Mark Thomson answered in his dulcet tones not dissimilar to being raked over broken glass, "Granted. Heavy ordo clear for all teams operating in confirmed civilian clear zones. Keep your eyes peeled for stays though, got it?"
"Aye, sir," answered the entire chain of command.
"Nobody go hunting medals, we're out to get these cultists to get less eager to die," the gunny barked over the tacnet.
Linus was already swapping out his standard ammunition block for light armor penetrating explosive rounds. "Aye, gunny. No medals." In Linus's peripheral vision, a bird's eye view of his area of operation showed an infantry squad and a tank approaching him, a platoon of infantry approaching PFC Clark, and what looked like a group of armored troop carriers approaching PFC Lewis. "Blue three, find yourself a perch and provide support for Blue Two. Blue One, see that?"
"Aye, Blue Leader. I won't see it in a minute."
Linus opened up on the tank, putting three rounds directly through the joint between the truet and the deck, and half a second later they exploded, leaving a twisted hole through which Linus could put more explosive rounds, just in case the tankers didn't die from the shrapnel of the original explosions. "Time to go to work, Lost Boys. We remember the We Sing."
"Aye sir!"
"Don't sir me, I'm a corporal," Linus's team laughed at him. Linus still couldn't find his humor. Hot plasma bolts splashed against his battlescreen, and he started eliminating soft targets.
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FSD 11.4.2 stopped at the crossing for the red light, while the light turned green, FSD didn't wait for the straight drivers (there were about 3 cars) and turned left immediately.
Location: Walnut St & Wilson Ave, Pasadena CA. I drove on Walnut supposed to turn left to N Wilson then turn right to I-210.
It is a 2-lane road, one straight driver almost T-boned me, and I nearly hit another car's driver's side. I was terrified, really. I took over.
PS. FSD performs perfectly 99% time, but the 1%...

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trying to keep a long story brief - my BF and I started dating around 8 months ago. It has been both of our first relationships and entirely my first sexual experiences with a guy other than SA. He had minimal experience but experience nonetheless. When we first started hooking up, he would often let me start giving him a HJ but would never let me finish the job, swore to me it was just because no girl had ever made him finish and only he could knew how to do it and not because he wasn't attracted to me or that I was doing a bad job with it, he said it was on his side of things. I tolerated this the first month but as time went on I eventually told him he needed to explain to me how he liked things so that we could both hold up equal ends of our sex life and I could stop feeling insecure about this. He assured me it wasn't that I was bad at it again. An important detail to note is that I have chronic pelvic pain and penetrative sex is incredibly painful for me, if not near impossible. We discovered this around two months into our relationship. It has made us have to get pretty creative with keeping things fun and exciting. Around 3 or four months in he finally started communicating to me more about how he liked HJs and BJs and I felt it got pretty good, but I always had this small voice in my head that he was keeping something from me. He would finish most of the time but not always. I would constantly emphasize that I always wanted us to be honest with each other about how we enjoyed things so that we both could have the most pleasure and fun possible. He always assured me he was. We are now long distance and I went to visit him for the weekend. We started as we usually do and after about fifteen minutes he stopped me and said he wasn't going to finish but assured me it wasn't my fault again. I finally gave into the voice in the back of my head and told him that I really felt like he was lying to me and that he wasn't truthfully communicating how he enjoyed things, which made me feel guilty because no matter how hard I try I feel like I'm not holding up my side of things in the bedroom. I already have massive amounts of guilt because we can't enjoy penetrative sex like most couples, and I feel like I'm keeping him from enjoying something he really wants to do. After I confronted him he finally admitted that the first four months he hated the way I was doing it and didn't want to tell me in order to protect my feelings, and that he figured it didn't matter because eventually we'd be having regular sex and he would just finish from that and it wasn't until 4 months into our relationship after we discovered my chronic pelvic pain and he started giving me at least some specifics that he began enjoying sex. I'm still shellshocked from this. We talked it over and I know he wasn't trying to lie to me in the beginning, but it feels like such a massive amount of dishonesty in the foundational part of a relationship that I'm starting to question everything. He is assuring me that he has always been attracted to me and it was just because he didn't want to make me feel bad, but I feel like an absolute idiot. I feel like all this confidence I've built up with our sex life in the bedroom over the course of our relationship has just been totally shattered. I can't help but worry if he lied to me about other things in the start. I should note - I honestly feel our relationship is really and truly amazing other than this one instant. We are normally, in all things emotionally, incredibly communicative, loving, and supportive. He has been nothing but an angel in helping me seek out pelvic floor therapy for my pain and constantly tells me penetrative sex is not the end all be all for our relationship. I have generalized anxiety disorder which often involves paranoia about what others think of me and I'm worried it is exacerbating something that is smaller than I feel it is. I just feel very confused. Any advice on what to do? TLDR; My BF lied to me about enjoying our sex life in the first few months of our relationship, I'm already very insecure, and this shattered my confidence in the bedroom. What do

i spend a lot of time daydreaming and consuming media.
i’m genuinely not sure if i love my family more than the celebrities and fictional characters i love. like of course i care about my family and don’t want anything bad to happen to them. but i kind of don’t enjoy being around them or anyone.
i can’t say “i love you” to people, including my family. i’ve realized lately that maybe my intrusive thoughts involving family members has made me more distant. with my intrusive thoughts, saying “i love you” or any touching feels perverted. but also i just hate being touched by anyone. in my daydreams sometimes i’ll hug/cuddle or touch someone if i view them romantically but i don’t know if i’d ever actually enjoy that irl which makes me sad.
in my daydreams i am around celebrities and fictional characters and enjoy that fake socialization but hate real socializing. i don’t have friends and don’t talk to people other than family. there are people online who have the same interests as me that i want to reach out to but never do. i have parasocial relationships in my head with some people i follow online (nothing inappropriate just imagining being their friend and talking openly with them.) i feel creepy about it but i prefer keeping this parasocial relationship to reaching out because any conversation i have dies down quickly i have nothing to say.
social situations are so draining. my body aches just from being around people. i’m only comfortable when i’m home alone. i really only leave my room to eat and use bathroom but i feel like i’m being watched anytime i’m around anyone. when i’m completely alone i can talk to myself freely, sing, clean, do whatever and feel ok about it. i don’t even have the urge to act the way i do when alone around others. i just completely shut down and become a different person.
i’m so moody but if anyone raises their voice at me slightly i’ll start crying when they leave the room. i’m not someone that hates people i just want them at a distance.
i have ocd, selective mutism, autism, depression and anxiety and i don’t know if this is related to those or i have some other problem. i almost never leave the house anymore. not self diagnosing but avoidant personality disorder does sound applicable to me from what i’ve read about it.
i’m in therapy and on meds. with selective mutism i can’t talk to my therapist i just nod and sometimes write but can’t write much. i think my meds have made me even more apathetic towards real people but i’ve been on so many different meds and i think something’s wrong everytime so it might just be me looking for something wrong. i’ve always been shy and kind of spacey but nowhere near as bad as i’ve been for the past few years.

Thank you in advance to anyone willing to read my paragraphs and offer their wisdom!
I am a first-time home owner and the second owner of a four-year-old tract home constructed by Lennar on lots of clay, worth ~$800k. It's a 4500 sq. ft. home with a basement on a 7000 sq. ft. lot. By all evidence and accounts from neighbors, the previous owner didn't spend a lot of time at the house and didn't put any effort or money into maintaining it. He killed most of the lawn and killed then removed the small handful of bushes that the builder put in.
If I try to separate all these problems out, I have:

1. A concrete sidewalk running around the side and back of the house has dropped ~4", causing the downspouts to dump ONTO the concrete and foundation wall instead of into drains that go under the sidewalk. I need the downspouts extended.
2. The sidewalk also pulled away from the foundation wall as it fell, opening a 1/4" gap. There's a woody plant growing there in at least one spot now ... This needs to be sealed up with caulk of some kind.
3. The garage has lifted 1.5" in some places and dropped 3" in others, has multiple 8-foot 1/2"-wide cracks, and water pools in a "bowl" in the center. This needs to be removed and re-poured with appropriate compacted fill.
4. The sidewalk terminates behind the house where the steps from the back deck go down to the lawn. The furthest end of this sidewalk has a severe slope back toward the foundation supporting the deck, and it's twisting the sidewalk down so it has the wrong slope ~15" back from where it terminates. This either needs concrete lifting for the whole sidewalk, or for the part with negative slope (and accept the tripping hazard where the lifting stops), or removal and re-pour with appropriate compaction.
5. The furthest end of the sidewalk has also dropped an inch or so, which leaves the steps down from the back deck unsupported and slanted downward (a little treacherous for walking on when wet). Lifting the concrete can support the steps, BUT to get the grade on the concrete right I have to cut ~1/2" off the bottom of the steps. So I need a carpenter?
6. There's a leak in the gutter where it reaches a corner, right above the entrance to the house. This creates a 12"-wide ice sheet delivery drivers have to step over to drop packages at my door.
7. My basement sump pump runs more often than any of my neighbors'. It has excavated a 3" deep and 16" diameter hole in my front lawn, and covers the sidewalk with a 6-foot wide patch of water 24/7 (only my house has this problem, among the ~40 I see on my twice-daily walk with the dog).* This needs to be routed into a new underground drain that distributes the water better for absorbtion.
8. What's supposed to be an even grade down to a valley between my house and the neighbor's and then down to the road is now undulating forming little pools of water. This needs the existing surface removed (rocks with some fabric underneath), fill added and compacted, and then the surface rebuilt.

The structural engineer I had come look at it is confident there is no foundation issue and that the concrete issues are from insufficient compaction during construction, not caused or exacerbated by drainage problems. The home inspector disagreed, but engineer trumps inspector in my opinion.
The cost of doing everything above looks to be $30k - $40k. The biggest items are 8 > 3 > 4+5 > 7. I've got the money, just some ... questions:

• How would you all prioritize the issues above?
• Is it normal to spend $30-40k dealing with construction issues on a nearly-new house?
• Is there something I can Google ("general contractor"?) to find one person who can do all this stuff, or do I need to hire a separate specialist for each job?
• Do I need to hire an engineer to spec out the fixes and then get quotes to meet that spec, or should I ask the contractor / vendor to both design the fixes and give me quotes?

DIY'ing this is not an option for a bunch of reasons I won't go into, mostly my skills and my work commitments, so I will definitely be paying folks to do all this for me.
* That being said re. the sump, the pump is definitely able to keep up with the water, and I have zero flooding in the basement even in weeks and days of record-breaking rains.

Memory transcription subject: Orllive , Sandshifter farmhand
Date [standardized human time]: February 25, 2137
"Ok, one, two, THREE!!!" I gave one final swish of my tail and finally the bolder went over the edge and fell down the hill. I took a few moments to regain my barrings. I just spent the whole day clearing this pasture of debris from a landslide that happened a few days ago.It was a pain in the cheek, but I managed to get it done.
We could have done this with maintenance drones. We could all just sit around all day while our machines did everything. But the lack of stimulation and feeling of uselessness was a recipe for poor mental health. Besides, the feeling of being needed and marveling at a job well done always filled me with pride. After wiping my brow on the recently cleared sand I swam back to Cers.
"Hey I finished clearing the east pasture."
" Good, we can begin to redig the channels and sow some puffwheat"
Cers was a rather old man. His sandy skin was wrinkled and starting to become paler. His horns were beginning to show there age. Becoming a deeper shade of yellow seemingly everyday. He should be taking it easy, but he never did. He'd rather work then rest most days. An idle mind is like a channel left to the tides. Becoming smooth and pointless. Was a saying he lived by, to an excessive extent.
"But that can wait till tomorrow"
Slightly jolting from the unexpected response I quickly asked "what? but you never cut a workday short!" In response he just began to rub his upper and lower teeth together to produce our version of laughter. A grinding rhythmic sound that the other sapient of the ship found to be rather grading and even painful. comparing it to something like claws on Sheetrock.
"Young lady, we have been on overtime for the past 3 hours!". What? that cant be right!!! He must have the time wrong. A quick glance to the clock tower proved that he was not mistaken, It was nearly 8 o' clock. Was I really that focused on the rocks?
I looked down at the sand and began to rub my flippers on my sides from the feelings of embarrassment I felt at so massively mistaking what time it was. The sunlamps were being to shift red for crying out loud!!! how can I be so dense? "Sorry, I guess I kinda lost my sense of time clearing the pastures "
At this admission Cers simply began to laugh again. " My my I must be rubbing off on you for that kind of tunnel vision."
I could feel my underside flush, It was probably a bright pink by now. I instinctively folded my flippers down to try and hide it. Cers noticing my embarrassment began to soften his features.
"I'm sorry, I should have reminded you it was the end of the day. Rather then let you continue on without saying anything and assuming you hadn't lost track of time. especially considering my own tendency to do so."
With that I began to look back up at him.
"So we're done for the day?"
He then put on a more cherry expression and lightly chuckled.
"Yes we are, you can be off then to enjoy what remains of it. Maybe talk with your friends about the aliens we met today."
What little embarrassment I was feeling quickly evaporated as I remembered that it was the day our first contact was scheduled!!!
"Oh!!! I need to go see how Nechu and Loav did!!!
Cers then quickly turned around and the face he put on was quiet amusing. Displaying a high level of confusion and shock at my admission.
"you know the representatives we sent!?!? and you choose to work today!!"
" Well yeah, it wasn't like I could talk to them during it and I dont like laying on my stomach watching something live. All the interesting stuff would be talking about it with them without knowing anything!"
"I guess that makes sense, you should be off then. I'll see you tomorrow"
"... your not going to do anything more tonight are you?"
"No , I'm going home."
I tilted my head and gave him ann accusing look. We both know how many times hes said that but worked into the late hours of the night.
"... I promise I'm going home now, see you tomorrow."
He then turned around and swam off. I knew he would likely come back after I left. But I learned it was pointless to try and babysit the old man. He was as stubborn as he was soft spoken ironically enough. I swam away from the field.
It was a rather long trek to the end of the ship. I live in hab 5 of a 6 habitat generation ship, each 400 miles long from end to end, and each had a 200 miles long diameter. Plenty of space for a permanent population to love for a thousands of years trip across the void of interstellar space. we had many natural environments in order to seed the planets we were going to terraform with a healthy biosphere.
As I was swimming to the tram I caught the sight of many creatures. From snarks to whelicans . In the tram . I saw fields of puffwheat and other aquatic crops, cultivated by young and old alike. We passed a playground where many pups were swimming through hoops and passing a ball around with their red striped calacarna pets.
Before I knew it I arrived at my stop. Quickly departing the tram I swam to the swimway. A pressurized tube that connected the lower waters of the sea to the waterways on land. Thanks to differences in ours and the aliens time zones the first contact was scheduled for rather late in our day. So I shouldn't of missed Nechu and Loav coming back.
But what I saw when I finally made my way to the port was not what i was expecting. Rather then a crowed of reporters and bystanders that I thought it would be. It was them and an ambulance. I could see a Riner with a Carmors sitting on top of him, he was being hauled in a stretcher... was that Nechu!!!
I swam as close as the waterway would allow and poked my head above water to try and speak to Nechu.
"WHAT HAPPENED!!! Nechu!!!"
A paramedic Carmors quickly ran over.
"ma'am please stay calm we need to move them to a hospital."
"WHAT HAPPENED??? did the tunnel collapse on them?!?!?"
The paramedic shook her head.
"They were attacked by the Aliens solders."
That didn't make any sense, we had talked to the aliens before this and they seemed friendly. If they wanted us dead they would have simply shot at us before or after the meeting. but we were still alive.
"Why did they attack us!!
The paramedic opened here beak to speak but was interrupted by Nechu.
"They tried... to kill Loav... Because she's.... a carnivore....."
"He's entering shock we need to move him NOW!!!"
Loav looked like she was somewhere else. simple staring at Nechu as they were hauled into the car.The paramedics finally got him into the ambulance and quickly speed off to the hospital. Leaving me confused and worried beyond belief.
I tried to enter Nechus room at the hospital but they said only imminent family was allowed to see him. He had gone into shock due to blood loss. He was currently in a medically induced coma but otherwise was set to wake up tomorrow morning. Giving me plenty of time to view the first contact on my phone.
How could they do this to us... for the crime of Loavs diet?

Hi Team! I am the director of a Google Ads partner agency in Australia. We are well established, manage $5 mill of ad spend and are verified as a Google partner with the badge etc. We have been trying to run our OWN agency Search campaign on keywords like “google ads agency, google ads management, google ads agency near me etc” and it is not running at all - not even generating an impression on those particular terms that feature “google ads” exclusively. The campaign is generating impressions on terms that are misspellings like adword, googad, google marketing agency but it is clearly throttling the “google ads” terminology and even the “Adwords” terminology. I can clearly see lots of other digital marketing agencies advertising on the Google search network and have tried contacting Google about this. Does anyone know why Google seems to be preventing our ads from showing on the keywords we’re trying to target? I thought it could be a trademark issue with “Google Ads” terms but that hasnt been flagged. I feel like there is potentially a license/application you have to fill out to advertise as an agency on those terms or maybe you have to be a premiere partner (but that doesn’t make sense as a lot of the companies on there are not). Anyway its really annoying us so anyone who could shed any light on this would be amazing as Google reps are useless just saying we need a different bid strategy when we have tried them all.

I love Zyns but recently learned I need to quit, like, now. I drive for FedEx and there’s nothing better than throwing a Zyn in after my morning coffee. I’ve been doing this for several months now.
Last week, I started to get worried about my gums. Then, my teeth started hurting a bit, right near where I usually put Zyns in. I’m both surprised and disappointed to learn how bad these have been for my dental health — disappointed in myself, that is. I’m scared Zyns are causing gum recession and affecting my mouth’s overall health.
Initially I viewed Zyn as a terrific alternative to vaping. I felt great about my decision and ability to quit vaping in favor of Zyns. I really thought these were mostly harmless. I now realize I was very naive to think Zyns weren’t detrimental to my health. I have been off of them for about four days now.
My goal is to quit nicotine altogether. I am 25 and have been using nic for about six years now, which is crazy. That’s over 20% of my life.
Since I quit Zyns, I have begun vaping again. I feel much worse about myself when I vape as opposed to when I use Zyns.
I believe I am emotionally attached to nicotine and that’s a big part of what makes it so hard to ditch. I saw a post on here that compared it to breaking up with a girlfriend, which I thought was a terrific analogy. I commonly find myself thinking of how awesome it is to vape/Zyn after my coffee, when I drink alcohol, when I’m working, when I drive, etc. I reminisce about great times I’ve had that have involved nicotine. I look around and see many of my peers using nicotine, many of them not making a big deal out of it at all. I even have health-conscious friends who use Zyn, which baffles me.
Has anybody here experienced major dental problems as a result of Zyn? I’m worried about that aspect of my situation.
I think I’ll be able to quit. I’ve quit before and succeeded for several months, but figured a few pouches here and there wouldn’t hurt. Then, I hit my friend’s vape a few times. Now I am back where I started.
But I think I’m capable of kicking this habit. My health is becoming increasingly important to me as I age. I need to avoid alcohol altogether because that’s easily my biggest trigger.
I think the hardest part about quitting is the emotional attachment to nicotine that I mentioned above. The key, I think, is to remind myself that that’s addiction masquerading as sentimentality.

UNDERSTANDING REVELATION

Revelation is the dramatization of the unveiling of Jesus Christ. It records the events that are currently leading up to the second coming of our Lord and Savior back to this earth. In verse one of chapter 4 we move into the future, the prophetic part of the Book of Revelation.

“After this I looked, and, behold, a door was opened in heaven: and the first voice which I heard was as it were of a trumpet talking with me; which said, Come up hither, and I will shew thee things which must be hereafter.”

Three Event Categories

The Apostle John was inspired by God to write Revelation while he was exiled on the Isle of Patmos. It is not written in chronological order. But it is in an order, just not from front to back. There are three categories of events in the Book of Revelation according to Revelation 1:19—the things which John had already seen; the things “which are” (situations already existing in John’s world); and future events–the things “which shall be hereafter.” These future events are described in four major categories: seven seals, seven trumpets, seven thunders and seven vials.

Seven Seals

The seals are the long story, ending with Armageddon and Jesus’ return to earth. The trumpets are the shorter story ending at the same place. The vials are the very short story, also ending at the Armageddon. These categories, like the four gospels, tell the same story from four different perspectives. The sixth and seventh seal, the seventh trumpet and the seventh vial all describe voices, lightning, thunders, an earthquake and great hail. These all describe the same event, because they are the same event. Each of them describes the second coming of Jesus Christ to this earth.

Parenthetical Chapters

The skeletal structure of Revelation is contained in the seals, the trumpets and the vials. Revelation also contains what we call parenthetical chapters. These chapters are similar to color commentary. They give us additional information not contained in the seals, trumpets and vials. For example, Revelation chapter 12 describes a war that will take place in heaven three and one-half years before the second coming. Revelation chapter 13 foretells the coming one-world government, one-world religion and the global economic system. Revelation chapters 17 and 18 contain a detailed account of the coming destruction of the false religious systems that will be in alliance with the Antichrist.

Blessing and Curse

Revelation is the only book in the Bible that ends with a blessing on those who keep the sayings of the book, and a curse on those who add to or take away from the things written in the book.“Blessed is he that readeth and they that hear the words of this prophecy, and keep those things which are written therein: for the time is at hand.” (Revelation 1:3)

“…If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book: And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book.” Revelation 22:18-19

You and I are part of the generation that will see the unveiling of Jesus Christ. The Bible has given us reliable signs that we are in the endtimes. Jesus said, “So likewise ye, when ye shall see all these things, know that it is near, even at the doors. Verily I say unto you, This generation shall not pass, till all these things be fulfilled.” (Matthew 24:33-34) Which generation will not pass until all these things are fulfilled? The Answer is, the generation that shall the things prophesied by Jesus in Matthew 24. We are witnessing the fulfillment of these things right now!

Revelation 1-3

• Revelation 1:7 reveals the entire theme of the Book of Revelation, the coming of our Lord, Jesus Christ. “Behold, he cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see him…”
• Chapters 2 and 3 contain special messages written to the seven churches of Asia. After John was released from exile, he became the overseer of these churches and was able to personally deliver the messages from God to them.

Revelation 4-5

• We get a glimpse of heaven and see the worship of the One “who sits on the throne.” The cry goes out, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?” No one in all of heaven and earth was found worthy to open the scroll until the Lamb of God, Jesus Christ, stood in the midst of the throne.

Revelation 6

• In chapter 6 the Lamb looses the seals, revealing the four horsemen of the apocalypse, the souls under the altar and the heavens departing like a scroll.

Revelation 7

• Chapter seven describes the sealing of the 144,000 to protect them from the calamities to come.
• The later part of the chapter describes those that have come out of great tribulation. “These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb” (Revelation 7:14).

Revelation 8-11

• Five of the first six trumpets reveal great catastrophes upon the nations, but the people still do not repent.
• The sounding of the seventh trumpet in Revelation 11:15 signals the time when the kingdoms of this world become the kingdoms of Jesus Christ. This includes the Battle of Armageddon and the second coming of Christ. The Bible states that at this time men will finally repent and give glory to God. This seventh trumpet is the “last trump” referred to in 1 Corinthians 15:52.

Revelation 12

• Revelation 12 describes a woman with twelve stars about her head. The woman is depicted in the throes of childbirth. The dragon, Satan, stands before the woman to devour the child as soon as he is born. The woman is Israel, and the twelve stars symbolize the twelve tribes of Israel. The child is Jesus. Herod the Great did attempt to kill Jesus just as soon as He was born; however, he failed.
• The narrative of Revelation 12 then jumps 2,000 years. Satan wages war against the forces of God in heaven but is defeated. Satan is cast out of heaven with his angels and confined to the earth. The dragon then wages war against Israel, but Israel is protected by the wings of a great eagle. A beast rises from the sea, a confederation of world empires led by the Antichrist. Another beast comes out of the earth, appearing as a lamb, but speaking like the devil. This second beast, the False Prophet, deceives the people of the earth influencing them to worship the Antichrist.

Revelation 13

• This chapter depicts the Antichrist and his one-world government. It also describes the Antichrist’s religious partner, the False Prophet. In the latter part of the chapter, the economic system of the endtime, called the “mark of the beast” is described.

Revelation 14

• The 144,000 of Revelation 14 are redeemed, undefiled, blameless and protected by God. Revelation 14:8 announces that Babylon the Great has fallen because it made all the world commit spiritual adultery. Chapter 14 tells of the reaping of the harvest of the earth—the rapture of the church. Then there is another harvest, the “reaping of the vine of the earth,” to be thrown into the winepress of the wrath of God. This speaks of the Battle of Armageddon.

Revelation 15

• Revelation 15 introduces the seven angels having the seven last plagues. It states that in these plagues “is filled up the wrath of God.”

Revelation 16

• This chapter records the pouring out of the final seven plagues (the vials). Verses 12-16 record the preparations for the Battle of Armageddon. The seventh vial is the same as the sixth and seventh seal and the seventh trumpet.

Revelation 17-18

• Revelation 16:16-19 introduces Armageddon and the judgment of the false religious system called Mystery Babylon. God so hates false religion that He spends chapters 17 and 18 on the judgment “the great whore.” God always uses a woman to symbolize a church. He uses a virgin to symbolize His true church, and a harlot to symbolize the false compromised church of the endtime.

Revelation 19

• After spending two chapters on the judgment against the false church, God proceeds to describe His marriage to the true church. “Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.” After the marriage, Jesus proceeds to the earth to fight the Battle of Armageddon and to set up His kingdom.

Revelation 20

• After Armageddon, Satan is bound for the next 1,000 years. After the thousand-year period has ended, Satan will be released to deceive the nations again. Satan is finally cast into the lake of fire, to be tormented forever. The books are opened for the final judgment, and all are judged according to their deeds. (Revelation 20:12) Those whose names are not found written in the Lamb’s Book of Life are cast into the lake of fire, where Satan and his angels are in eternal torment. The only way to get your name in the Lamb’s Book of Life is to be born again, as depicted in Acts 2:38, “Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.”

Revelation 21

• John states that there will be a new heaven and a new earth. He is told that the New Jerusalem is the bride, the Lamb’s wife. The New Jerusalem is then described in great detail.

Revelation 22

• This final chapter of Revelation summarizes the goal of the entire book. It describes the river of life and the tree of life that will be in the New Jerusalem. It also states that those who hear the sayings of the book of Revelation will be blessed. A dual warning is given. If any person adds to the things written in the book of Revelation, God will add to that person the plagues that are written in the book. If anyone takes away from the book of Revelation, God will take away his name from the book of life. Finally, in this concluding chapter, God emphasizes the central message of the book by saying three times, “Behold, I come quickly.”

Read More:- https://www.endtime.com/book-of-revelation/

Hey all, I'm new to hook-up culture and fairly young(M20)
I was on the sniffles app, and a couple of guys were in a nearby area. One of them was M 21 years, the other was completely anonymous so I decided to hit them up since I was already there. They were both active for a moment, then not.
I circled the area maybe once or twice before deciding to leave as that's what I usually do in large neighborhoods where there are people active but I always leave when its a lost cause and try not to stick around.
As I was leaving the area, the active dot of the 21 year old popped up on or near a house where a man came out. He looked a lot older and was really agressive as he ran towards my car. I drove off because I was fearful for my safety.
I'm not sure why he chased me, and I feel like he may have gotten a photo of my License plate.
Has anyone had anything similar happen?
Is there something I did wrong?
What do I do?

I have to admit that I am a big scroller on this page. I enjoy reading all the things that are going on with Junior Doctors page and relate to most things.
I'm sure most of you would agree that this page predominantly amalgamates everything that is wrong with the training for junior doctors, with enough time spent here it becomes the same story different day. It just highlights that the system for our training is broken and its fairly similar wherever you are in the UK .
I appreciate the type of doctors who are more likely on this page but I feel like we are missing the fact that we can have a huge impact on our training and make significant change for ourselves.
Don't get me wrong, our main battle is FPR. This is number one priority but this does not mean that we can't strive for change without our trusts/deaneries. The power we have to change things comes from our unity and this unity is what we should use.
One thing that is highlighted normally on this page is the poor quality of teaching/training. I hear that you are taught by PAs and other allied health professionals- but what are you doing about this? I hear that your opportunities are subdued by other "priorities" on the ward.
Don't allow this to keep happening!!!!!!!!!! Stick together and have each others back and strive for better training because I think improvement can be easily achievable. I think we have been accustomed to poor conditions we accept this poor quality of training and education - but we can do better. This community needs to share more of why we have made a difference to improve training, more of how we have made a change so that others can do it too, show that it is possible.
I will share my example. On my ED rotation at a terrible hospital the majority of trainees would be allocated to minors/see and treat (basically anything that was not majors or resus) Support on this area was poor, understaffed, minimal nurses and poor supervision. During the JCF myself and a few others raised this as a big problems, highlighted the safety concerns, lack of opportunities and the risks involved. we had the meeting minuted, we followed up and we asked the leadership what they have done to resolve the issues. It took nearly my whole rotation of pestering and emailing and keeping good records of minutes and meetings but when enough people made a fuss things got done. They hired more nurses and improved supervision. I may have not reaped the benefits but I know others have
This did no happen overnight, but this was the state for probably years before we said enough was enough. We made change happen, it may not have been the biggest but it was an improvement. know that we have more power that we think. Let us, as a community share more ways in which improved this so that others can strive to make a change.
TLDR: Our power to make a difference is in our unity. Don't allow subpar training to occur, band together and fight for improvement and it will be achieved. Rome was not built in a day
Share with me they ways you have improved training in your area.

Need help!
So yesterday i was playing this and almost finishing it. And electricity in my house went off (made some scary wibe) and now i see my save file is broken. I'm kinda bad with games like this cuz of stuff😱. So maybe somebody could help me and share save file near ending?

I would like to preface this with the fact I probably am not highest priority to help out. I'm single and no major obligations other than to my cat and myself.
With that said Im barely keeping up with rent or bills. I work at a dog daycare and I'm trying to find a new roommate but now my vehicle is on needs of repair and idk how to cover it.
My plan is to leave my apartment and camp near my daycare until I can pay to fix my car and then get a gym membership to shower and stuff.
I also have a cat who means the entire world to me. He'd need to be safe and Id have to give him to someone I know and trust so that would be really hard not having him with me for a while.
I can't say I'm any more deserving of help than anyone else on here. But I'm an open book and will be willing to talk or whatever if you want proof.
I have made mistakes myself to be in this position and am trying to learn from them but if anyone would like to help it would mean so much to be able to keep my cat with me. And I would pay the cat tax!!

Hi there. I havent posted before but something about this dream is stubbornly hanging on to me and I'm wondering if anyone here can help me figure this one out...
I have a long history with dreams; they're extremely vivid, detailed and take me on some wild rides. Many times, they either come true or I heed a warning/message and discover I was correct to do so. I've always received many signs, messages and nudges, especially in moments of great stress (now would definitely apply) and I usually interpret dreams pretty well and have good gut instincts in general. But this one has me going in circles like trying to unwrap a riddle.
Some months ago, my sister passed away. Sufficit to sat, incredibly difficult for us all as a family. Fairly sudden. We had a deal that whomever left first would contact the other one to say they're all right. I've since received some verification to that as have my parents which left us believing it was her without a doubt. Right after she passed, however, I had a dream she was there and feverishly sketching someone on a big pad. She urged me to watch without speaking. In dreams, you just know . It was a detailed sketch of a Native American make, middle aged, with headgear (tribal) of some kind. Cut to last night: Again, this same man but it was me who was sketching him this time with even more detail. His one eye was nearly swollen shut or a birth defects of some kind. Drooping for sure. I think he had feathers, too, not sure how many. It was disconcerting. Next to him was the number 7 playing card (it was either spades or clubs). I woke up with this looming over me, still almost palpable. You know that dream you have that you can taste all day and stays with you? Later on, I drove with my mother on her errands as company and we were discussing my sister. We pull into a gas station and my mother remarks it's 7 and it's lucky and a sign from my sister. It's odd because she's never spoken that way about 7. The night before the dream I also used with a pump 7 and stored it away, before my dream. I didn't mention anything to my mother and still haven't. After that, my mother actually came upon some money unexpectedly and again referenced my sister. I'm happy when something soothes her grief so I, naturally, always agree.
I'm still stuck on the Native American part, though. My one friend was in this dream, too, we haven't spoken in a long time and we did have an eerie experience many years ago where she said she saw a flash of a Native American male standing over me. She isn't a big believer and it was way out of Character for her to make this up. There's a lot more, but this is the jist of it. I feel like it's a warning or something I need to pay attention to. I do have an enormous amount of weight on my shoulders.
If anyone here has any suggestions or insight, please feel free to let me know. I'm quite open to any possibility.

I'm a teen boy from a Satanic cult in Portland' Maine, raised to marry my father since before I was born.
My father used a surrogate in the city, paying her around ten thousand dollars to give birth to me and sign away her rights. My mother knew beforehand that my dad was part of the cult in which I was raised, but was not given any details about the situation or the paperwork she signed, to my knowledge I don't think she wanted to know.
I'm nearly the age of graduating, but instead I'll be working part-time with my father in the hills and spending the rest of my time doing household chores. He expects me to take on the traditional role of a homemaker in our relationship.
(Our religion has strict guidelines. Deviations from these rules will result in expulsion and exclusion, similar to but distinct from the Amish community.
The religion I was raised in has strict rules regarding communication with non-members and requires adherents to cover their bodies with long sleeves, hats, and gloves for purity reasons. Maintaining cleanliness is also critical, which involves daily scrubbing when in contact with city people. My family refers to those who live in the city as 'dirty and unkempt'.
We, like the Amish, avoid possessing photos and don dark clothing. Our religion requires us to gather monthly in a shelter to discuss our beliefs and regulations.)
My father sexually abused me from a young age, progressing to intercourse in late middle school. Despite my fear and confusion, he insisted it was natural and that we were meant to be together. He falsely promised the pain would subside, but it never did.
He coerces me into performing oral sex, watching porn together, and masturbating often. He has possessive and controlling behavior and is abusive in multiple ways including physically, emotionally, and mentally. He also has issues with anger and threatens to harm me if I ever attempt to leave the religion or our relationship.
(I'm using my friend's phone to write this. Her partner is also her parent but they're less strict and don't check her devices often. Unlike them, my father doesn't allow me to have a phone.)
I've been friends with Brooklyn since we were young. However, my father has prohibited me from having any male friends, as he has his own set of rules separate from our religious beliefs. I experience severe abuse from my father. I am daily repeatedly sexually assaulted by him, as he forcefully grabbed and pinned me down for over an hour without my consent. Despite this, I have feelings for him and he is the only person I have been with or ever will be with.
I am afraid to ever have sex with anyone who is not a family member due to my personal beliefs. Although I have a strong desire for sex with my father, he physically abuses and verbally attacks me when I make advancements towards him, even if I am attempting to seduce him, which goes against the rules of our relationship.

I'll try to keep a long story shortish lol - my BF and I started dating around 8 months ago. It has been both of our first relationships and entirely my first sexual experiences with a guy other than SA. He had minimal experience but experience nonetheless. When we first started hooking up, he would often let me start giving him a HJ but would never let me finish the job, swore to me it was just because no girl had ever made him finish and only he could knew how to do it and not because he wasn't attracted to me or that I was doing a bad job with it, he said it was on his side of things.
I tolerated this the first month but as time went on I eventually told him he needed to explain to me how he liked things so that we could both hold up equal ends of our sex life and I could stop feeling insecure about this. He assured me it wasn't that I was bad at it again.
An important detail to note is that I have chronic pelvic pain and penetrative sex is incredibly painful for me, if not near impossible. We discovered this around two months into our relationship. It has made us have to get pretty creative with keeping things fun and exciting. Around 3 or four months in he finally started communicating to me more about how he liked HJs and BJs and I felt it got pretty good, but I always had this small voice in my head that he was keeping something from me. He would finish most of the time but not always. I would constantly emphasize that I always wanted us to be honest with each other about how we enjoyed things so that we both could have the most pleasure and fun possible. He always assured me he was.
We are now long distance and I went to visit him for the weekend. We started as we usually do and after about fifteen minutes he stopped me and said he wasn't going to finish but assured me it wasn't my fault again. I finally gave into the voice in the back of my head and told him that I really felt like he was lying to me and that he wasn't truthfully communicating how he enjoyed things, which made me feel guilty because no matter how hard I try I feel like I'm not holding up my side of things in the bedroom. I already have massive amounts of guilt because we can't enjoy penetrative sex like most couples, and I feel like I'm keeping him from enjoying something he really wants to do.
After I confronted him he finally admitted that the first four months he hated the way I was doing it and didn't want to tell me in order to protect my feelings, and that he figured it didn't matter because eventually we'd be having regular sex and he would just finish from that and it wasn't until 4 months into our relationship after we discovered my chronic pelvic pain and he started giving me at least some specifics that he began enjoying sex.
I'm still shellshocked from this. We talked it over and I know he wasn't trying to lie to me in the beginning, but it feels like such a massive amount of dishonesty in the foundational part of a relationship that I'm starting to question everything. He is assuring me that he has always been attracted to me and it was just because he didn't want to make me feel bad, but I feel like an absolute idiot. I feel like all this confidence I've built up with our sex life in the bedroom over the course of our relationship has just been totally shattered. I can't help but worry if he lied to me about other things in the start.
I should note - I honestly feel our relationship is really and truly amazing other than this one instant. We are normally, in all things emotionally, incredibly communicative, loving, and supportive. He has been nothing but an angel in helping me seek out pelvic floor therapy for my pain and constantly tells me penetrative sex is not the end all be all for our relationship. I have generalized anxiety disorder which often involves paranoia about what others think of me and I'm worried it is exacerbating something that is smaller than I feel it is. I just feel very confused. Any advice on what to do?
TLDR; My BF lied to me about enjoying our sex life in the first few months of our relationship, I'm already very insecure, and this shattered my confidence in the bedroom. What do