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2023.06.02 10:34 SJRDSJRD [CONTEST] First Family Holiday!
Sometime this year we're planning to take our baby boy on our first family holiday to Greece 🇬🇷 He will be roughly 8 month old when we travel.. am I crazy?! Very likely.. 😂
Anyway.. To the contest..
Tell me your top recommended holiday/travel product or top tips for travelling with a child.
UK only (sorry)
Closes sometime tonight
Use phrase 'Beach Ball' for randomizer
Post your wishlist or have it pinned to your profile
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Anyway.. To the contest..
Tell me your top recommended holiday/travel product or top tips for travelling with a child.
UK only (sorry)
Closes sometime tonight
Use phrase 'Beach Ball' for randomizer
Post your wishlist or have it pinned to your profile
2023.06.02 10:05 LePauline Dealing with 20 years of bad self image. Finally free (read)
I loved food as a baby. A lot. When I was born I was really small, but that went away quickly. My relationship with food couldn't be better, I always was waiting for the next spoon full of soup. Very cute.
But growing up I started to hear the society insulting fat people, me, a person that never judged anyone for anything as long as they were good people.
So when I was starting my teens I began to live in a rollercoaster of weights, lower, fuller, lower, fuller...
But I was never satisfied.
It wasn't until my last teens that curvy or plus size models starting to have a place in social media, even in clothing shops.
Despite that, this month I have lost a lot of weight, that I know it will come back.
But I finally don't care!! My blood tests are better than ever, I don't feel tired and I'm starting to admire my figure in a way that before it would be impossible. I have started to do skincare, haircare, beautiful and bigger clothes that don't make me feel in a prison...
I feel beautiful. Look, when you're 15, it may seem like every boy or girl that you like, would not accept to be with you because if your curves... But we are evolving and minds learn, so do bodies. You're you and that's what matters. I'm so sure. Have a lovely day or night, and remember, you can do it. ♥️
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But growing up I started to hear the society insulting fat people, me, a person that never judged anyone for anything as long as they were good people.
So when I was starting my teens I began to live in a rollercoaster of weights, lower, fuller, lower, fuller...
But I was never satisfied.
It wasn't until my last teens that curvy or plus size models starting to have a place in social media, even in clothing shops.
Despite that, this month I have lost a lot of weight, that I know it will come back.
But I finally don't care!! My blood tests are better than ever, I don't feel tired and I'm starting to admire my figure in a way that before it would be impossible. I have started to do skincare, haircare, beautiful and bigger clothes that don't make me feel in a prison...
I feel beautiful. Look, when you're 15, it may seem like every boy or girl that you like, would not accept to be with you because if your curves... But we are evolving and minds learn, so do bodies. You're you and that's what matters. I'm so sure. Have a lovely day or night, and remember, you can do it. ♥️
2023.06.02 10:05 SweatyCovers True would try to smash
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2023.06.02 10:03 hidingfromnancy One of the Ones
I thought I was the abused little girl. I was One of them.
I thought I was the tortured teen with dark truths. I was One of them.
I thought I was the child of the one true God. I was the child of One of them.
I thought I was the smartest girl with the full ride to university. I was One of them.
I thought I was the aimless, self-loathing college student with no aspirations. I was One of them.
I thought I was the stupid pregnant girl with the Runaway Joe. I was One of them.
I thought I was the woman who married the Wrong Man. Then the other Wrong Man. I was Both, and One of them.
I thought I was the hero who saved my sons from abuse. I was One of them.
I thought I was the stepmother who poured my heart and soul into the child who turned her angst upon me. I was One of them.
I thought I was the woman who finally met my prince at the alter I swore I’d never stand at again. I was One of them.
I thought I was the mom who lost my lonely little boy to suicide. I was One of them.
I thought I was the one that Satan lusted after. His secret mistress. His marionette; his plaything to dance through hell, right here on earth. . His Bride to Be.
I laid in the dark and waited for him to tear out of hell and collect his due.
I forgot to look beyond my nose.
When I did, I saw that we’re all the One.
All these truths, I watched happen to me through others’ eyes, lamenting over their hatred, averting my gaze, when the shit of it is that they don’t see. . They have their own truths. Fears. Laments. Secrets.
Shitty underwear on the school lawn flagpole.
We all wade barefoot through the putrid shit, vomit, and cum that rolls through the sewer that is life.
I thought I was the one who would simply, casually, step in front of the train.
I was not.
I see, now.
I see that my shame is not their front page news. They don’t live for me. I don’t live for them. I will not die for them.
I see my other sons. And my mother, my sister, my husband. My gardens. My birds. My fish. Long rides with Willie Nelson while my blue eyes cry in the beauty of the rain. Gulf beaches. Mountain streams. Babies laughing. .
I thought I was the tortured soul who fought to exist.
I was my own torturer.
And I was only One of them.
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I thought I was the tortured teen with dark truths. I was One of them.
I thought I was the child of the one true God. I was the child of One of them.
I thought I was the smartest girl with the full ride to university. I was One of them.
I thought I was the aimless, self-loathing college student with no aspirations. I was One of them.
I thought I was the stupid pregnant girl with the Runaway Joe. I was One of them.
I thought I was the woman who married the Wrong Man. Then the other Wrong Man. I was Both, and One of them.
I thought I was the hero who saved my sons from abuse. I was One of them.
I thought I was the stepmother who poured my heart and soul into the child who turned her angst upon me. I was One of them.
I thought I was the woman who finally met my prince at the alter I swore I’d never stand at again. I was One of them.
I thought I was the mom who lost my lonely little boy to suicide. I was One of them.
I thought I was the one that Satan lusted after. His secret mistress. His marionette; his plaything to dance through hell, right here on earth. . His Bride to Be.
I laid in the dark and waited for him to tear out of hell and collect his due.
I forgot to look beyond my nose.
When I did, I saw that we’re all the One.
All these truths, I watched happen to me through others’ eyes, lamenting over their hatred, averting my gaze, when the shit of it is that they don’t see. . They have their own truths. Fears. Laments. Secrets.
Shitty underwear on the school lawn flagpole.
We all wade barefoot through the putrid shit, vomit, and cum that rolls through the sewer that is life.
I thought I was the one who would simply, casually, step in front of the train.
I was not.
I see, now.
I see that my shame is not their front page news. They don’t live for me. I don’t live for them. I will not die for them.
I see my other sons. And my mother, my sister, my husband. My gardens. My birds. My fish. Long rides with Willie Nelson while my blue eyes cry in the beauty of the rain. Gulf beaches. Mountain streams. Babies laughing. .
I thought I was the tortured soul who fought to exist.
I was my own torturer.
And I was only One of them.
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2023.06.02 09:30 sylvaineEnJeu Baby here is a girl - Mabel Fontana
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2023.06.02 09:21 blueroseocean My mom has another kid and I need to rant
For context my mom is nearly forty and is having (well has had) her 4th child. Why is she having another kid when she already has more than she can handle you may ask? Because she recently got married and you HAVE to give a man a child when you get married (her words not mine.). But it's not like she didn't want another kid anyway and with the way she doesn't believe in condoms or birth control it was bound to happen. Now my mom is a grown woman and she is allowed to do whatever she wants but that doesn't mean I agree with her decisions or that she is free of my criticism.
First of all it's putting alot of financial strain on them. Before she met they guy she was a single mom. The guy has 1 kid from a previous relationship so that's 5 kids between the two of them that they are providing for. And they both work relatively normal jobs, don't make that much to be honest and have debts and loans they need to clear so you can imagine what a struggle it is. My older sister refuses to go to university or college or get a job so she's just staying at home and they are providing for her. My mom is also paying for my tuition (in my final year of highschool) and has to pay my tuition for college/university as well (not to mention the tuition of probably 4 other kids.). My little sister has autism and so she has special needs and also has speech therapy and other expensive things my mom has to pay for. The kid that was just born was a premature and so they have to pay those massive hospital bills and travelling fees every week since the hospital is like 3 hours away. Not to mention that my aunt (who is younger than me) started living with us like a year ago and she has medical issues that need to be sorted out every month. My mom also provides for my grandma who has a myriad of health issues cuz of her old age and her partner regularly supports his family members and his church. Not to mention my mom is just now building a house (well both of them I guess) so that's more money out the window. Now why do I care so much about their finances you may ask? Because my mom makes it a point to tell me near daily how stretched thin they are and how expensive everything is (she has even propositioned me to drop out of school and take care of her kids for free and it didn't sound like a joke.) Mind you this was well before the child was even conceived, before she even met the guy so why would you have another kid knowing full well that it's going to be hard to provide for them (all of them). It just seems senseless to me and I even asked my grandma why didn't they wait until they were financially more stable to breed and my grandma just told me a bunch of shit about how my mom has to give this man a child no matter what it takes and she's all happy and excited for the child (and my mom's last pregnancy nearly killed her but she forgot the immense pain she was in I guess?) I just don't get this logic at all, why have kids if you can't afford them and then come and bitch to me everyday about how much money you spend and how much you provide for me (doing the bare minimum mind you cuz there isn't funds for much else) but you make the conscious decision to have another kid and then be all excited about that baby while still complaining about money? I don't get it. She especially loves to target me to complain about her finances for some reason and makes me feel bad for, idk, living I guess?
Anyway onto the next problem the child is coming right so she's excited and wants to make sure we're excited but I'm not. I don't like or want kids anyway and she knows this but I guess she thinks it doesn't apply to her baby cuz "a baby brother only comes once in a lifetime" (her words) . I literally don't care. Anytime she and my grandma try to talk about the kid to me I just tune out or change the topic. I don't necessarily hate this kid (I'm not beefing with an infant.) and no matter how hard she tries to make my apathy seem like jealously (I guess it makes her feel better) I truly do feel nothing and probably won't ever be able to connect with this kid ever since there is nearly a 20 year age gap between us and I'm probably going to leave for varsity between the next year or the one after that. I don't even feel like I have a sibling? Its probably weird and heartless-ish to some people but I don't care. I've already made my stance on helping out with the baby clear: I will not be helping out at all cuz I took care of my little sister when she was born ( literally changed her diaper and shit while gagging for YEARS because according to her "I have to prepare for when I have my own kid" barf and this was when I was like 10. Look where we are now) I'm not keen on doing it again or ever. Before the baby was born she was like whatever I don't need your help anyway but now that its here she's like "you don't have a choice you're going to help anyway" and now I'm scared cuz my mom usually makes the whole family turn against someone whenever she's mad at them but I'm still going to try and stand my ground. Not to mention that this is my last year of highschool and probably my most important so I need to focus and having a whiny baby around is not gonna help that at all. I'm already stressed since we live in a cramped 2 bedroom house (all of us) and I sleep in the living room with no private space and a whole lotta noise so I can't concentrate and a baby is just really going to amplify that stress. Luckily it's not gonna live with us as of now but who knows how that might change. Maybe I'm just being a moody teen idk but I kinda hate my life right now.
Last problem (not really but last one I'm gonna rant about cuz this is getting too long lol). My mom is more excited for this kid than she ever was for the rest of us and why is that you may ask? Because it's a boy and she's always wanted a boy but only ever got girls (part of the reason why she even decided to have another in the first place). I'll just leave this here, think of it what you will. Read some of my other rants if you want to know the other kinds of problems I have with my mom.
If you read my whole rant thank you lending an ear (or eyes I guess). I'm dreaming about the day I can leave this shitshow behind and pursue my own life. I just felt like I needed to rant today since they're picking up the baby from the hospital to come and live with them. All in all judging by mom and her partner having kids just seems like no fun and a whole lotta stress. My mom has high blood pressure and blames it on her kids but I guess she forgets that every time she sees a picture of her new baby. I'd rather keep all my money, freedom and peace of mind to myself thank you.
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First of all it's putting alot of financial strain on them. Before she met they guy she was a single mom. The guy has 1 kid from a previous relationship so that's 5 kids between the two of them that they are providing for. And they both work relatively normal jobs, don't make that much to be honest and have debts and loans they need to clear so you can imagine what a struggle it is. My older sister refuses to go to university or college or get a job so she's just staying at home and they are providing for her. My mom is also paying for my tuition (in my final year of highschool) and has to pay my tuition for college/university as well (not to mention the tuition of probably 4 other kids.). My little sister has autism and so she has special needs and also has speech therapy and other expensive things my mom has to pay for. The kid that was just born was a premature and so they have to pay those massive hospital bills and travelling fees every week since the hospital is like 3 hours away. Not to mention that my aunt (who is younger than me) started living with us like a year ago and she has medical issues that need to be sorted out every month. My mom also provides for my grandma who has a myriad of health issues cuz of her old age and her partner regularly supports his family members and his church. Not to mention my mom is just now building a house (well both of them I guess) so that's more money out the window. Now why do I care so much about their finances you may ask? Because my mom makes it a point to tell me near daily how stretched thin they are and how expensive everything is (she has even propositioned me to drop out of school and take care of her kids for free and it didn't sound like a joke.) Mind you this was well before the child was even conceived, before she even met the guy so why would you have another kid knowing full well that it's going to be hard to provide for them (all of them). It just seems senseless to me and I even asked my grandma why didn't they wait until they were financially more stable to breed and my grandma just told me a bunch of shit about how my mom has to give this man a child no matter what it takes and she's all happy and excited for the child (and my mom's last pregnancy nearly killed her but she forgot the immense pain she was in I guess?) I just don't get this logic at all, why have kids if you can't afford them and then come and bitch to me everyday about how much money you spend and how much you provide for me (doing the bare minimum mind you cuz there isn't funds for much else) but you make the conscious decision to have another kid and then be all excited about that baby while still complaining about money? I don't get it. She especially loves to target me to complain about her finances for some reason and makes me feel bad for, idk, living I guess?
Anyway onto the next problem the child is coming right so she's excited and wants to make sure we're excited but I'm not. I don't like or want kids anyway and she knows this but I guess she thinks it doesn't apply to her baby cuz "a baby brother only comes once in a lifetime" (her words) . I literally don't care. Anytime she and my grandma try to talk about the kid to me I just tune out or change the topic. I don't necessarily hate this kid (I'm not beefing with an infant.) and no matter how hard she tries to make my apathy seem like jealously (I guess it makes her feel better) I truly do feel nothing and probably won't ever be able to connect with this kid ever since there is nearly a 20 year age gap between us and I'm probably going to leave for varsity between the next year or the one after that. I don't even feel like I have a sibling? Its probably weird and heartless-ish to some people but I don't care. I've already made my stance on helping out with the baby clear: I will not be helping out at all cuz I took care of my little sister when she was born ( literally changed her diaper and shit while gagging for YEARS because according to her "I have to prepare for when I have my own kid" barf and this was when I was like 10. Look where we are now) I'm not keen on doing it again or ever. Before the baby was born she was like whatever I don't need your help anyway but now that its here she's like "you don't have a choice you're going to help anyway" and now I'm scared cuz my mom usually makes the whole family turn against someone whenever she's mad at them but I'm still going to try and stand my ground. Not to mention that this is my last year of highschool and probably my most important so I need to focus and having a whiny baby around is not gonna help that at all. I'm already stressed since we live in a cramped 2 bedroom house (all of us) and I sleep in the living room with no private space and a whole lotta noise so I can't concentrate and a baby is just really going to amplify that stress. Luckily it's not gonna live with us as of now but who knows how that might change. Maybe I'm just being a moody teen idk but I kinda hate my life right now.
Last problem (not really but last one I'm gonna rant about cuz this is getting too long lol). My mom is more excited for this kid than she ever was for the rest of us and why is that you may ask? Because it's a boy and she's always wanted a boy but only ever got girls (part of the reason why she even decided to have another in the first place). I'll just leave this here, think of it what you will. Read some of my other rants if you want to know the other kinds of problems I have with my mom.
If you read my whole rant thank you lending an ear (or eyes I guess). I'm dreaming about the day I can leave this shitshow behind and pursue my own life. I just felt like I needed to rant today since they're picking up the baby from the hospital to come and live with them. All in all judging by mom and her partner having kids just seems like no fun and a whole lotta stress. My mom has high blood pressure and blames it on her kids but I guess she forgets that every time she sees a picture of her new baby. I'd rather keep all my money, freedom and peace of mind to myself thank you.
2023.06.02 09:10 SecretTransGirl1996 Closeted MtF feeling very isolated
I just need to vent about my situation right now. If anybody has any advice I would be so grateful. I am a 26 year old "Man" and I've known that I'm trans since as far back as I can remember. My earliest memories involve me feeling out of place doing things that boys are supposed to do. I tried to come out to my christian family many years ago but they all disproved so much that I tried to pretend like I didn't want it anymore. Fast forward to today and things have changed quite a bit. Some members of my immediate family are super transphobic, and everyone seems to have forgotten that I had admitted to them in the past that I wanted to transition. That's just a little background but now..
The real problem I'm facing right now:
I am engaged now, to a cis woman. And we just had a baby girl last month. I love her and my baby so so much. However, now I'm feeling very afraid I will never get to be my true self. My fiancee is aware of how I feel, and she always told me she would be there if I decided I was strong enough to transition.
Now we are at current day.
Last month I finally worked up the courage to tell her that these feelings are becoming overwhelming and that I can't hide it anymore. She seemed shocked but she tried very hard to be supportive. She took me thrift shopping then next day to start building a girl wardrobe. We bought sports bras, panties, some cute tops just to start. Later that night she did my makeup and told me to try on my new clothes. But once she saw me dressed differently I could feel a change in the air. I ignored it and the next few days I wasnt quite 100% ready to come out to everyone AGAIN (My family seems to have forgotten). So I decided to go out in my boy clothes, with women's underwear underneath so I could at least feel a bit more confident and comfortable.
I had planned to come out to everyone finally, but before I did she admitted to me that it made her sad and confused. She told me even knowing I was wearing women's clothing underneath men's clothing made her upset. She questioned if now, as we're having a baby, was the right time for me to make such a change. I'm just so heartbroken right now at this situation. She always assured me that she would support me, but she couldn't do it when it got real. This was all a couple of weeks ago and now it seems like she's pretending none of it ever happened. I never came out, she told me she doesn't want me to present as a woman, and now I just spend all day every day lurking this subreddit hoping that someday I'll find a way.
She's amazing to me, and my baby is perfect. But this is the one thing I can't figure out how to deal with now.
Now I just feel incredibly lonely and trapped in my skin. I keep telling myself in my head that I'm a girl inside just to try to pick myself up, but it's not enough. I want to be the real me.
Sorry this is so long.
TLDR: Fiancee said she would support me transiting, but couldn't do it after all. Now I'm feeling sad and isolated. Worried I may never be my true self. Having had a baby recently makes it even more confusing to navigate. We also love each other very much and are generally very happy as a couple.
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The real problem I'm facing right now:
I am engaged now, to a cis woman. And we just had a baby girl last month. I love her and my baby so so much. However, now I'm feeling very afraid I will never get to be my true self. My fiancee is aware of how I feel, and she always told me she would be there if I decided I was strong enough to transition.
Now we are at current day.
Last month I finally worked up the courage to tell her that these feelings are becoming overwhelming and that I can't hide it anymore. She seemed shocked but she tried very hard to be supportive. She took me thrift shopping then next day to start building a girl wardrobe. We bought sports bras, panties, some cute tops just to start. Later that night she did my makeup and told me to try on my new clothes. But once she saw me dressed differently I could feel a change in the air. I ignored it and the next few days I wasnt quite 100% ready to come out to everyone AGAIN (My family seems to have forgotten). So I decided to go out in my boy clothes, with women's underwear underneath so I could at least feel a bit more confident and comfortable.
I had planned to come out to everyone finally, but before I did she admitted to me that it made her sad and confused. She told me even knowing I was wearing women's clothing underneath men's clothing made her upset. She questioned if now, as we're having a baby, was the right time for me to make such a change. I'm just so heartbroken right now at this situation. She always assured me that she would support me, but she couldn't do it when it got real. This was all a couple of weeks ago and now it seems like she's pretending none of it ever happened. I never came out, she told me she doesn't want me to present as a woman, and now I just spend all day every day lurking this subreddit hoping that someday I'll find a way.
She's amazing to me, and my baby is perfect. But this is the one thing I can't figure out how to deal with now.
Now I just feel incredibly lonely and trapped in my skin. I keep telling myself in my head that I'm a girl inside just to try to pick myself up, but it's not enough. I want to be the real me.
Sorry this is so long.
TLDR: Fiancee said she would support me transiting, but couldn't do it after all. Now I'm feeling sad and isolated. Worried I may never be my true self. Having had a baby recently makes it even more confusing to navigate. We also love each other very much and are generally very happy as a couple.
2023.06.02 09:05 SirDemonPan My (psycho) friend made me a jerma collage for my birthday
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2023.06.02 09:03 Lucky_Technician4189 Would getting a kitten for my 3 year old cat be a good idea?
I rescued my cat from the street last year, he was living alone outside a supermarket as opposed to all the other street cats who all live in groups in my city. I'm guessing he was someone's pet who got abandonned because he is so well trained, one of the people living on the street said that he was living there for about a year before I rescued him (street cats are normal in my country and people usually just feed them). The fact that he wasn't living with other cats make me think that maybe he doesn't like cats, but I could be wrong.
I live in a 1 bedroom flat with my boyfriend and often feel sad leaving him there alone (we both work full time). He seems very happy and is a very good boy, but I just love him so much and I'm worried he gets lonely when we're gone or in the night when we're sleeping (I have heard him play alone before in the night). So I was thinking of rescuing another cat, possibly female as my cat has quite a dominant/overly confident personality, but as I want to do this purely for him I don't want to get another cat and make him unhappy. I was thinking that if I got a small kitten it couldn't go wrong as my cat would know it's a baby and would have to love it?
I admit I don't know too much about cats even though I research them a lot, before I got him 1 year ago I was completely clueless about them so I'm still learning.
I'm also thinking that I could try fostering cats just to see how he gets along with them?
Or maybe I just won't get another cat at all, it's just an idea and I'd appreciate any advice.
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I live in a 1 bedroom flat with my boyfriend and often feel sad leaving him there alone (we both work full time). He seems very happy and is a very good boy, but I just love him so much and I'm worried he gets lonely when we're gone or in the night when we're sleeping (I have heard him play alone before in the night). So I was thinking of rescuing another cat, possibly female as my cat has quite a dominant/overly confident personality, but as I want to do this purely for him I don't want to get another cat and make him unhappy. I was thinking that if I got a small kitten it couldn't go wrong as my cat would know it's a baby and would have to love it?
I admit I don't know too much about cats even though I research them a lot, before I got him 1 year ago I was completely clueless about them so I'm still learning.
I'm also thinking that I could try fostering cats just to see how he gets along with them?
Or maybe I just won't get another cat at all, it's just an idea and I'd appreciate any advice.
2023.06.02 08:57 Rexgram Goofy ahh roast
Shut your monopoly man "one bad day" lookin ass up boy I know you aint talkin with that columbine lookin ass haircut bro you built like an anorexic wiffleball bat you look like a discombobulated cockroach and sure as shit smell like one, you look like you bouta get called up by the CIA cuz you just won a free ar-15, your glasses so thick they see into another universe, your nose so wide it look like you bouta go save the princess, youre hair so greasy it looks like a rat crawled up there and died, dont even let me get started on that chocolate milk ass upper lip you got, you look like your skin hasnt been touched by the sun yet, and I know you aint bouta start shit with yo "why do good girls like bad guys" lookin ass bro your grandma fell down the stairs and her first thought was that she needed better dentures, you sound like squidward if he got throat fucked by a mongolian orangutan, you look like you break into the mainframe for fun, you prolly know the entire dictionary like its the back of your hand, your anorexic ass makes the fuckin minecraft skeleton sound effect every time you take a step, you have a bachelors degree in repelling women, your elbows have horns on them and your knees look like faces, you smell like black beans and onion breath simultaneously while somehow also smelling like a nursery home, you one papercut away from losing it all, your wrists look like tree stumps and your chin looks like the lorax, your breath smells like dog food and your hair smells like dystrophied lighter fluid, your grandpa regularly confuses you with the unibomber, your uncle looks like hitler, you talk like your from the 1980's and you act like you got opps but the only opps you have is the moderators on leagueoflegends, your hips look like the triforce of power, your armpits look like gannondorf, your fists look like carrots and your arms look like pencil lead, your nose hairs look like they could catch a plane, I already know you aint finna do nothin with yo ugly ass boy get yo ass on you wanna start shit i finna rock you like the atomic bomb boy, you built like a twitter warrior, you think pepperonis are spicy, your teeth look like a nintendo switch prop controller, and I already know some fuckin BLUEY fan aint finna start shit with me bro, you look like you transracial, your nose looks like the facebook logo, your eyes look like geiger counters and your teeth look like granite, your nose hairs are blue and your pubes are non existant, you the type of mf to wax their legs, you sound like you give head to EDP, you talk like you the shit but you just shit, you make out with your billie eilish poster and cuddle with your bluey body pillow, your best friends with epstein and you buy cupcakes regularly, youre like andrew tate except your only insufferable and nothing else, you have a phd in faggotry, you take it in the ass and definitely got atleast four mental disorders, your mom dropped you down the stairs twice and your dad kicked a field goal with you as a baby, you built like a twinkie and smell like saw dust and shit, you shower once in an eon, you think you a chad but you just another wojak, your pets dont even love you, when you walk past fish they go belly up, when a rat sees you it gags, every mirror you go past shatters and even the sun refuses to shine on you, you have no records cuz the doctors knew you would be a failiure as soon as they saw you, you came out of the womb quoting helluva boss, satan doesnt want you and jesus died for everyone but your sins, you think star wars really happened and you sound like your name is smelvin, you moderate 20 reddit communities and dont get paid a dime, the last time you were at a doctors office you were diagnosed with being chronically online and your treatment was touching grass, you breath sulfur since oxygen considers it an insult to be breathed by you, your hair crunches and your teeth click, your knees look asphyxiated and your torso wobbles, go the fuck home boy.
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2023.06.02 08:40 JoannasWatercolor What the heck has been up with my mother my entire life?
Hey guys, I'm hoping somebody can actually help me understand my mother, because I am currently losing it and am very upset.. And before anybody is going to write "Oh you need to speak to a professional doctor to get a diagnosis" - just hold your horses, and let me say.. That will never happen. My mother is in complete denial that anything is wrong with her mentally. So, I was 4 years old the first time I thought "Hmmm, I think something is wrong with her".. She would out of nowhere explode with anger, towards my dad, even though he had not done anything bad, wrong.. Very aggressive outbursts, that made me a small child then, scared, sad and quiet. As I got older things got a worse. At 8 years old she would have these massive outbursts of anger, speaking down to and screaming at my dad. My dad was and is a very calm silent man, born in 1945, and he never shouted back at her.. only tried to calm her down or simply step away and ignore her when this was happening. Some days she was totally fine, loving and fairly calm. These were the days I was holding on for. My older sister was becoming a teen, and she would fire back at my mom, where I would be the quiet one, turning everything inside myself, in fear of making her more angry OR... in fear of her killing herself. Because now guys, at the age of just 8... sometimes when I was just sitting playing alone with my little toys on the floor.. she would sit down and ask me, "Who would you want to live with, if me and dad broke up?" + "Wouldn't you all be happier if I disappeared - if I died"? - yes, she actually asked a little child if it would not all be great if she killed herself. I got so full of fear. I just wanted them to be happy.. to remain together.. The fear and anxiety in me exploded one night (at age 11), where I overheard my sad mom talking to my dad about getting divorced.. I felt my world fell apart.. sat in my room with a fucking doll in my hand.. dropped it to the ground, and looked out the window, up into the night sky, while I shut both my hands into two firm fists. I whispered "God, if you keep them together and you make mom happier I will keep my hands shut for you forever". Not that I was religious, but in that moment sort of became religious - or shall I say I became fucking mentally ill. I kept my hands shut for 5 YEARS. It is no joke. I allowed myself to only be able to use my index finger and thumb, so that I could still grab smaller items and write. Again, I am serious, I did this out of fear. I even slept with my hands shut, begging every night.. My Anxiety/OCD was out of the roof, but I knew it all along.. Not being able to use my hands became a big problem in school.. people started noticing.. There were lots of events where there was no way out of opening my hands.. Gym class, playing handball.. the school dance where I had to hold a boys hand.. I could barely not open my fingers, they were so crooked, and locked in position.. still damaged to this day.. my palms stank of the enclosed sweat in my hands... the boy at the dance could smell it, and started bullying me over it.. my fear and anxiety was so high. Going to school was hell, going home was frightening. I could only hold on for a better life somewhere out there.. In school I generally was bullied so much (I was quite overweight as a kiddo) - my mom had been feeding me so much crap since I could not even walk. When seeing photos of myself at 2-3 years I'm already super heavy at that time.. My mom had anorexia before I was born, and still to this day is TINY. So skinny, about 40kg (88lbs), and says all the time that she is fat. I have a theory, that she deprived her self of food and overfed me. She still tries to do this to this day. At 16 years of age, I went to a new school.. Got my first boyfriend.. I knew it was time to let go of the shut hands.. I was becoming more independant.. I could not sacrifice myself anymore. At 18 I moved out, I had worked to safe money for art school. Flash forward to this day. I am now 34. I've got my own artistic business that I've build up from scratch. Since I moved out from my parents, I've been visiting them (staying at least one full weekend pr. month, sleeping there 2-3 nights) I call / text them everyday.. In 2017 my dear dad got cancer.. He is so strong and he got through it, and after that, my moms awful screaming / talking down at him has decreased.. it seems to me that she perhaps realized that she was about to loose somebody good. In my adult years.. I would sometimes try (when she had good day), to talk her into seeing a doctor.. perhaps dealing with depression.. but when you confront her in any way, she instantly becomes a hurt victim, and she will threaten to kill her self. Now.. at 34 years, I am finally pregnant with my first child, after it being a struggle to even become pregnant. My boyfriend and I have been together for +10 years. A month ago we told my parents the good news, and they were happy. However. This weekend I went to visit them again, and stay for 2 nights.. My mom was happy to see me at first, but it quickly escalated.. she said "when you have a baby you can't come visit for several nights in a row" - I answered calmly "Well, no of course things change when there is a little baby, perhaps I can't stay for so long you know" - She quickly answered "Well then I might as well just lay down and die". I got so quiet. Stroke the cat to calm my self, and keep my self from tearing up / exploding. Then she stepped right into "I am so hurt" depression mode, which she had done so many many times before. Looking at me like I had just hit her with a bat.. like an injured little bird. She remained like this the entire day. Making me extremely uncomfortable and shocked, that she would actually victimize herself because I am finally having a child. Wow.. so that is just the short story.. I think my mom has possibly suffered: - Maniodepression? - Borderline? - A special form of narcissism? Do you know what her illness is? I really need help and strength right now to understand her struggle. Bonus info: - My mom and dad sees no the people, keeps to them self.. If she would happen to socialize, afterwards, she would be paranoid and say that these people don't like her, and have bad intentions and such.. - She is obsessed with cleaning houses and it's been her profession all her life, leaving her with feeling low, stupid, and unappreciated. - My mom is obsessed with me (I am her "good child" that never spoke back at her) - so If I am confronting her in any way, or criticize her at all she will scream and cry and threaten suicide. - My parents are so old fashioned that mental illness is something they connect only with the straitjacket and mental institution, people screaming and believing they can fly and what not.
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2023.06.02 08:38 JoannasWatercolor What the heck is going on with my mother?
Hey guys, I'm hoping somebody can actually help me understand my mother, because I am currently losing it and am very upset.. And before anybody is going to write "Oh you need to speak to a professional doctor to get a diagnosis" - just hold your horses, and let me say.. That will never happen. My mother is in complete denial that anything is wrong with her mentally.
So, I was 4 years old the first time I thought "Hmmm, I think something is wrong with her".. She would out of nowhere explode with anger, towards my dad, even though he had not done anything bad, wrong.. Very aggressive outbursts, that made me a small child then, scared, sad and quiet. As I got older things got a worse. At 8 years old she would have these massive outbursts of anger, speaking down to and screaming at my dad. My dad was and is a very calm silent man, born in 1945, and he never shouted back at her.. only tried to calm her down or simply step away and ignore her when this was happening. Some days she was totally fine, loving and fairly calm. These were the days I was holding on for. My older sister was becoming a teen, and she would fire back at my mom, where I would be the quiet one, turning everything inside myself, in fear of making her more angry OR... in fear of her killing herself. Because now guys, at the age of just 8... sometimes when I was just sitting playing alone with my little toys on the floor.. she would sit down and ask me, "Who would you want to live with, if me and dad broke up?" + "Wouldn't you all be happier if I disappeared - if I died"? - yes, she actually asked a little child if it would not all be great if she killed herself.
I got so full of fear. I just wanted them to be happy.. to remain together.. The fear and anxiety in me exploded one night (at age 11), where I overheard my sad mom talking to my dad about getting divorced.. I felt my world fell apart.. sat in my room with a fucking doll in my hand.. dropped it to the ground, and looked out the window, up into the night sky, while I shut both my hands into two firm fists. I whispered "God, if you keep them together and you make mom happier I will keep my hands shut for you forever". Not that I was religious, but in that moment sort of became religious - or shall I say I became fucking mentally ill. I kept my hands shut for 5 YEARS. It is no joke. I allowed myself to only be able to use my index finger and thumb, so that I could still grab smaller items and write. Again, I am serious, I did this out of fear. I even slept with my hands shut, begging every night.. My Anxiety/OCD was out of the roof, but I knew it all along.. Not being able to use my hands became a big problem in school.. people started noticing.. There were lots of events where there was no way out of opening my hands.. Gym class, playing handball.. the school dance where I had to hold a boys hand.. I could barely not open my fingers, they were so crooked, and locked in position.. still damaged to this day.. my palms stank of the enclosed sweat in my hands... the boy at the dance could smell it, and started bullying me over it.. my fear and anxiety was so high. Going to school was hell, going home was frightening. I could only hold on for a better life somewhere out there..
In school I generally was bullied so much (I was quite overweight as a kiddo) - my mom had been feeding me so much crap since I could not even walk. When seeing photos of myself at 2-3 years I'm already super heavy at that time.. My mom had anorexia before I was born, and still to this day is TINY. So skinny, about 40kg (88lbs), and says all the time that she is fat. I have a theory, that she deprived her self of food and overfed me. She still tries to do this to this day.
At 16 years of age, I went to a new school.. Got my first boyfriend.. I knew it was time to let go of the shut hands.. I was becoming more independant.. I could not sacrifice myself anymore.
At 18 I moved out, I had worked to safe money for art school. Flash forward to this day. I am now 34. I've got my own artistic business that I've build up from scratch. Since I moved out from my parents, I've been visiting them (staying at least one full weekend pr. month, sleeping there 2-3 nights) I call / text them everyday.. In 2017 my dear dad got cancer.. He is so strong and he got through it, and after that, my moms awful screaming / talking down at him has decreased.. it seems to me that she perhaps realized that she was about to loose somebody good.
In my adult years.. I would sometimes try (when she had good day), to talk her into seeing a doctor.. perhaps dealing with depression.. but when you confront her in any way, she instantly becomes a hurt victim, and she will threaten to kill her self.
Now.. at 34 years, I am finally pregnant with my first child, after it being a struggle to even become pregnant. My boyfriend and I have been together for +10 years. A month ago we told my parents the good news, and they were happy. However. This weekend I went to visit them again, and stay for 2 nights.. My mom was happy to see me at first, but it quickly escalated.. she said "when you have a baby you can't come visit for several nights in a row" - I answered calmly "Well, no of course things change when there is a little baby, perhaps I can't stay for so long you know" - She quickly answered "Well then I might as well just lay down and die".
I got so quiet. Stroke the cat to calm my self, and keep my self from tearing up / exploding.
Then she stepped right into "I am so hurt" depression mode, which she had done so many many times before. Looking at me like I had just hit her with a bat.. like an injured little bird. She remained like this the entire day. Making me extremely uncomfortable and shocked, that she would actually victimize herself because I am finally having a child.
Wow.. so that is just the short story.. I think my mom has possibly suffered: - Maniodepression? - Borderline? - A special form of narcissism?
Do you know what her illness is? I really need help and strength right now to understand her struggle.
Bonus info: - My mom and dad sees no the people, keeps to them self.. If she would happen to socialize, afterwards, she would be paranoid and say that these people don't like her, and have bad intentions and such.. - She is obsessed with cleaning houses and it's been her profession all her life, leaving her with feeling low, stupid, and unappreciated. - My mom is obsessed with me (I am her "good child" that never spoke back at her) - so If I am confronting her in any way, or criticize her at all she will scream and cry and threaten suicide. - My parents are so old fashioned that mental illness is something they connect only with the straitjacket and mental institution, people screaming and believing they can fly and what not.
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So, I was 4 years old the first time I thought "Hmmm, I think something is wrong with her".. She would out of nowhere explode with anger, towards my dad, even though he had not done anything bad, wrong.. Very aggressive outbursts, that made me a small child then, scared, sad and quiet. As I got older things got a worse. At 8 years old she would have these massive outbursts of anger, speaking down to and screaming at my dad. My dad was and is a very calm silent man, born in 1945, and he never shouted back at her.. only tried to calm her down or simply step away and ignore her when this was happening. Some days she was totally fine, loving and fairly calm. These were the days I was holding on for. My older sister was becoming a teen, and she would fire back at my mom, where I would be the quiet one, turning everything inside myself, in fear of making her more angry OR... in fear of her killing herself. Because now guys, at the age of just 8... sometimes when I was just sitting playing alone with my little toys on the floor.. she would sit down and ask me, "Who would you want to live with, if me and dad broke up?" + "Wouldn't you all be happier if I disappeared - if I died"? - yes, she actually asked a little child if it would not all be great if she killed herself.
I got so full of fear. I just wanted them to be happy.. to remain together.. The fear and anxiety in me exploded one night (at age 11), where I overheard my sad mom talking to my dad about getting divorced.. I felt my world fell apart.. sat in my room with a fucking doll in my hand.. dropped it to the ground, and looked out the window, up into the night sky, while I shut both my hands into two firm fists. I whispered "God, if you keep them together and you make mom happier I will keep my hands shut for you forever". Not that I was religious, but in that moment sort of became religious - or shall I say I became fucking mentally ill. I kept my hands shut for 5 YEARS. It is no joke. I allowed myself to only be able to use my index finger and thumb, so that I could still grab smaller items and write. Again, I am serious, I did this out of fear. I even slept with my hands shut, begging every night.. My Anxiety/OCD was out of the roof, but I knew it all along.. Not being able to use my hands became a big problem in school.. people started noticing.. There were lots of events where there was no way out of opening my hands.. Gym class, playing handball.. the school dance where I had to hold a boys hand.. I could barely not open my fingers, they were so crooked, and locked in position.. still damaged to this day.. my palms stank of the enclosed sweat in my hands... the boy at the dance could smell it, and started bullying me over it.. my fear and anxiety was so high. Going to school was hell, going home was frightening. I could only hold on for a better life somewhere out there..
In school I generally was bullied so much (I was quite overweight as a kiddo) - my mom had been feeding me so much crap since I could not even walk. When seeing photos of myself at 2-3 years I'm already super heavy at that time.. My mom had anorexia before I was born, and still to this day is TINY. So skinny, about 40kg (88lbs), and says all the time that she is fat. I have a theory, that she deprived her self of food and overfed me. She still tries to do this to this day.
At 16 years of age, I went to a new school.. Got my first boyfriend.. I knew it was time to let go of the shut hands.. I was becoming more independant.. I could not sacrifice myself anymore.
At 18 I moved out, I had worked to safe money for art school. Flash forward to this day. I am now 34. I've got my own artistic business that I've build up from scratch. Since I moved out from my parents, I've been visiting them (staying at least one full weekend pr. month, sleeping there 2-3 nights) I call / text them everyday.. In 2017 my dear dad got cancer.. He is so strong and he got through it, and after that, my moms awful screaming / talking down at him has decreased.. it seems to me that she perhaps realized that she was about to loose somebody good.
In my adult years.. I would sometimes try (when she had good day), to talk her into seeing a doctor.. perhaps dealing with depression.. but when you confront her in any way, she instantly becomes a hurt victim, and she will threaten to kill her self.
Now.. at 34 years, I am finally pregnant with my first child, after it being a struggle to even become pregnant. My boyfriend and I have been together for +10 years. A month ago we told my parents the good news, and they were happy. However. This weekend I went to visit them again, and stay for 2 nights.. My mom was happy to see me at first, but it quickly escalated.. she said "when you have a baby you can't come visit for several nights in a row" - I answered calmly "Well, no of course things change when there is a little baby, perhaps I can't stay for so long you know" - She quickly answered "Well then I might as well just lay down and die".
I got so quiet. Stroke the cat to calm my self, and keep my self from tearing up / exploding.
Then she stepped right into "I am so hurt" depression mode, which she had done so many many times before. Looking at me like I had just hit her with a bat.. like an injured little bird. She remained like this the entire day. Making me extremely uncomfortable and shocked, that she would actually victimize herself because I am finally having a child.
Wow.. so that is just the short story.. I think my mom has possibly suffered: - Maniodepression? - Borderline? - A special form of narcissism?
Do you know what her illness is? I really need help and strength right now to understand her struggle.
Bonus info: - My mom and dad sees no the people, keeps to them self.. If she would happen to socialize, afterwards, she would be paranoid and say that these people don't like her, and have bad intentions and such.. - She is obsessed with cleaning houses and it's been her profession all her life, leaving her with feeling low, stupid, and unappreciated. - My mom is obsessed with me (I am her "good child" that never spoke back at her) - so If I am confronting her in any way, or criticize her at all she will scream and cry and threaten suicide. - My parents are so old fashioned that mental illness is something they connect only with the straitjacket and mental institution, people screaming and believing they can fly and what not.
2023.06.02 08:29 GlowQueen140 Should I get niece a gift or not?
Quick background: I’m flying overseas soon to visit my nieces and nephews. Haven’t seen them since before the pandemic. Before, because I saw them often enough, I wouldn’t get them any presents and would just take them shopping when I was there and let them get whatever they want.
Now, it feels like because I haven’t seen them in so long and missed so many christmases and birthdays, i really don’t want to go over empty-handed. I already bought the younger boys some trucks and stuff. But my niece is now 10 so she’s developed her own style and likes and dislikes. I keep asking my brotheSIL what she’d like but they keep saying oh she has her own style so I shouldn’t bother. My brother confirmed that she likes this band so I searched online for some merch and found a simple shirt. Asked my SIL what her size was and SIL just said again “just don’t buy it for her in case she doesn’t like it”.
I mean okay, on one hand, I don’t want to go against her parents’ wishes? But is it really that difficult to get a gift for a 10yo? If she has already expressed interest in some band, wouldn’t a simple shirt be a safe choice? Also, I already got her brothers gifts. Wouldn’t it be worse to show up with gifts for the younger kids and NOTHING for her? Like “hey your parents said not to get you anything until you picked it out yourself”.
Also I’d like to say that I personally find gifts I haven’t actually picked out myself to be a lot more meaningful than gifts that I personally chose. It’s too easy to bring the gift-receiver to a shop, wait for them to pick out something, and hand over your credit card. I mean, does no one else find that a bit thoughtless?
I’m really irritated but want to hear from other parents. I have my own kid but she’s still a baby so obviously idk if this is a tween parent thing.
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Now, it feels like because I haven’t seen them in so long and missed so many christmases and birthdays, i really don’t want to go over empty-handed. I already bought the younger boys some trucks and stuff. But my niece is now 10 so she’s developed her own style and likes and dislikes. I keep asking my brotheSIL what she’d like but they keep saying oh she has her own style so I shouldn’t bother. My brother confirmed that she likes this band so I searched online for some merch and found a simple shirt. Asked my SIL what her size was and SIL just said again “just don’t buy it for her in case she doesn’t like it”.
I mean okay, on one hand, I don’t want to go against her parents’ wishes? But is it really that difficult to get a gift for a 10yo? If she has already expressed interest in some band, wouldn’t a simple shirt be a safe choice? Also, I already got her brothers gifts. Wouldn’t it be worse to show up with gifts for the younger kids and NOTHING for her? Like “hey your parents said not to get you anything until you picked it out yourself”.
Also I’d like to say that I personally find gifts I haven’t actually picked out myself to be a lot more meaningful than gifts that I personally chose. It’s too easy to bring the gift-receiver to a shop, wait for them to pick out something, and hand over your credit card. I mean, does no one else find that a bit thoughtless?
I’m really irritated but want to hear from other parents. I have my own kid but she’s still a baby so obviously idk if this is a tween parent thing.
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2023.06.02 08:25 aajkinaari1 What is Single Child Policy in China, Advantages and Disadvantages
We recently welcomed a baby boy into our house, and our joy has known no bounds. The feeling was overwhelming only until people started to ask when we would welcome a second baby. Thoughts about why we are so obsessed with the concept of more than one child clouded my head. Aren’t we the second most populous country in the world already bearing the brunt of overpopulation? Lack of resources, unemployment, and environmental and economic issues are leaving us breathless – the reason for everything being overpopulation. Considering the quality, standard, and cost of living, it’s time that we think of it seriously about the Single-Child Policy. If the Indian government has to implement a policy to curtail population growth, will that even be successful? China has enforced a child policy for 35 years and is facing its impact till date. Now, can India ever implement a child policy?
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2023.06.02 08:08 leealm86 Not sure if she's from hell or if I'm overreacting
Currently living with my(f36) in-laws since the housing market including rentals have priced us out of our area on top of medical emergencies that cleared our savings for a down payment the last two years. So moved in with them to help prep the house for sale, and save for a house. While not having to pay rent.
Anyways my MIL(f60) keeps on trying to take our (husbands m34) now 8 month old a daughter away from me when she's having a roungh time (crying). She makes comments like I got this give her to me. If our daughter starts crying when she's holding her she refuses to hand her back to myself or her son. One day I over heard her saying "It's okay mommy has you." She'll also make comments if I ask for her to give her my daughter like "Are we sure your mom can take care of you." I've been with her every day nearly 24/7 since she was born. She freaks out when she falls over while sitting, or when she's a little wobbly when she sits after waking up. My MIL is into physical looks and everything has to be prefect that she keeps on asking me or her son if she can take an i month baby for a hair cut because her hair is growing in uneven.
It feels like no matter how many times I tell her I have it and know what I'm doing. I helped daily with my nephews 17 yrs ago when they were all babies. That she seems to think she knows best. Her husband (m60, FIL) has stepped in multiple times yelling at his wife to give her back to me and that I know what it is that she needs. My husband on the othwr hand is slightly a momma boy and refuses to tell her that it's our daughter and to stop undermining me when it comes to parenting.
Sorry for the poor writing it's never been my strong suit.
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Anyways my MIL(f60) keeps on trying to take our (husbands m34) now 8 month old a daughter away from me when she's having a roungh time (crying). She makes comments like I got this give her to me. If our daughter starts crying when she's holding her she refuses to hand her back to myself or her son. One day I over heard her saying "It's okay mommy has you." She'll also make comments if I ask for her to give her my daughter like "Are we sure your mom can take care of you." I've been with her every day nearly 24/7 since she was born. She freaks out when she falls over while sitting, or when she's a little wobbly when she sits after waking up. My MIL is into physical looks and everything has to be prefect that she keeps on asking me or her son if she can take an i month baby for a hair cut because her hair is growing in uneven.
It feels like no matter how many times I tell her I have it and know what I'm doing. I helped daily with my nephews 17 yrs ago when they were all babies. That she seems to think she knows best. Her husband (m60, FIL) has stepped in multiple times yelling at his wife to give her back to me and that I know what it is that she needs. My husband on the othwr hand is slightly a momma boy and refuses to tell her that it's our daughter and to stop undermining me when it comes to parenting.
Sorry for the poor writing it's never been my strong suit.
2023.06.02 08:00 jackganny7 Getting 2k23 when it comes out as free game of the month for next gen. What build should I make for park?
Shooting is for pussies. Me saying this doesn’t mean I can’t shoot, it’s just for pussies. All my boys are gonna download as well, and they all share my opinion about shooting so our comps will be clusterfucks. My game is passing, slashing, and defense. Haven’t played this poverty franchise since 2k20, but played all since 2k15 so I know how to run park. Thinking about making a pure playmaker of some sorts so I can j sauce and get carried. My fav characters from 2k20 was my 6,7 max weight post scoring shot play, SF build, my 6,5 blue yellow slash play( which was my first 99 build), and my 7,3 pure blue. LMK what y’all think? And no, FUCK looking up a “meta” build. All my builds are my brain babys. Just trying to get a feel for what’s fun rn. But this may not be the right video game to be asking what’s fun.
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2023.06.02 07:45 StopOpposite6439 I mourn the loss of my child that never existed
I left school early because I wasn’t feeling well. When I got home I was extremely tired so I took a nap that lasted about an hour. In that hour I had a dream of the next 2 years of my life. In this dream I had found out I was pregnant and I freaked out, without even explaining anything I had broken up with my boyfriend and moved away with my mother to escape the wrath of my father who was not happy about my pregnancy. I had my baby and named him Arthur. However since I was still in high school my mother raised Arthur while I finished school. After I graduated I still really wasn’t in my sons life. Until I turned 19 and I decided that I should at least try. He had curly red hair and was the sweetest and smartest boy I knew. He was able to form sentences by the time he was 1 and a half. He was quite and reserved but was super caring. One day I had him in my arms and he called me by my real name. I looked at him confused and said “but I’m mama.” Which is what he usually called me. He just shook his head. It shattered my heart that my boy didn’t see me as his mother since I was so distant in the beginning. At the end of my dream I had started to become slowly conscious making everything distorted. My mothers wedding to my step father was taking place this day and I was completely out of it and so confused. I heard this awful loud hum all the time and everyone I asked about it didn’t hear it. It was the sound of my fan breaking through my dream. I remember thinking “this isn’t true,” before I woke up in a panic. I grabbed my phone and checked the time to see I had only slept an hour but somehow I lived 2 years. I was 19 years old and woke up 17. I wasn’t sure how to feel at first I tried to shrug it off. I texted my boyfriend about it and continued on with my day telling a few people about this dream. As time went on I longed for Arthur back. My little boy who never existed. I keep talking about this to my friends but I don’t think they quite understand how I feel. I always said I don’t want kids and stand strongly with that but I miss my boy. I want him back in my arms. I miss you Arthur. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.
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2023.06.02 07:43 Faygo_Soda I happily exit the maternity ward with a baby boy in my arms and I feel like a new woman.
All the while my mafia goons restrain the young couple as they tell and beg me to give back "their" child.
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2023.06.02 07:29 crabless Didga from Kathryn’s Precious Paw Rescue in Beaumont, California
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Didga is a Male.With brown, gold with black stripes polydactyl cat. He is in the process of being tamed. We got Didga from an employee that worked at an Domino’s Pizza. Momma Cat had her babies behind Domino’s. When they got older they were running around. Momma was hit by a buy a vehicle and was killed. The kitties stayed where they were born and getting more scared of people everyday. Then two of his siblings was hit and didn’t make it. So one Angel that worked at the Pizza place trapped them. There was 4. He reached out to our rescue to take them. And we did take all but one. One stayed with the him. They were extremely scared and and defensive towards me because I was the predator. Weeks went by and I was able to work with one kitty. He has been given to one of are other Foster’s that took the female kitten. It has been a week since I have been paying full attention to Didga. He has come a long way. He trusts me most of the time. But to hold him he needs to trust me more. Didga loves to play with the other cats I have and my small dog. Didga is not to fond of my big dog. Which is a Blue Healer. Didga is in love with his snacks. And he is really purrs loud and is very playful. He is litter boxed trained. He is starting to know his name but only one will respond to him. He is a very good boy and very soon he will be tamed so he will like to be held.
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Click here for more information about adoption and other ways to help!
Click here for a link to Kathryn’s Precious Paw Rescue’s main website.
Didga is a Male.With brown, gold with black stripes polydactyl cat. He is in the process of being tamed. We got Didga from an employee that worked at an Domino’s Pizza. Momma Cat had her babies behind Domino’s. When they got older they were running around. Momma was hit by a buy a vehicle and was killed. The kitties stayed where they were born and getting more scared of people everyday. Then two of his siblings was hit and didn’t make it. So one Angel that worked at the Pizza place trapped them. There was 4. He reached out to our rescue to take them. And we did take all but one. One stayed with the him. They were extremely scared and and defensive towards me because I was the predator. Weeks went by and I was able to work with one kitty. He has been given to one of are other Foster’s that took the female kitten. It has been a week since I have been paying full attention to Didga. He has come a long way. He trusts me most of the time. But to hold him he needs to trust me more. Didga loves to play with the other cats I have and my small dog. Didga is not to fond of my big dog. Which is a Blue Healer. Didga is in love with his snacks. And he is really purrs loud and is very playful. He is litter boxed trained. He is starting to know his name but only one will respond to him. He is a very good boy and very soon he will be tamed so he will like to be held.