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Yesterday (Friday) was quite a harrowing day for us here in the state. A really strong tornado tore through downtown capital and stayed on the ground for at least 40mi - including passing me home by about 5mi! I didn't get to see it because of the trees and hiding in the hallway. It dropped down about a mile or two from my (other) partners house. I was so worried for all my peoples because it was *Everywhere*!!! We're supposed to have more severe storms on Tuesday so!! Welcome Spring and unstable atmospheres.
With that though, Have my thanks!
u/wabisabl_sf : [x2] Thank you for the Utah p/c's. I have driven through Utah on a semi but never been for any significant length of time. My grandpa was a truck driver and I used to go on the road with him. I'm fascinated by reading the vintage post cards and think it's really cool glimpsing into someone else's life. Where these relatives of yours? - Did you have a stamp with my name on it? That script for it is beautiful. I need to invest in different labels, and little stampers with like my SN and the name of the subreddit. But Thank you for celebrating RAoC's anniversary. I can't believe; it really blows my mind that this Sub has been around that long. I had no idea that people did this sort of thing and it just makes my heart smile so much! I need a bigger box!
u/non_avian : Oh. My. God. I feel seen by the light of Sauron's Eye. Holy Crap! You where a hammer to my nail. I feel so exposed. You have great insight. To be fair though; I have recently started working on myself and choosing to be my best self and make myself happy and choose me for once. I'm trying to find me and be as authentic to myself in spite of what people may think of me. You are absolutely amazing, but I do agree and it makes me hurt so much when I think about the fact that I've never really been given a proper chance at more. That I've always been 2 seconds from losing my grip on the edge of the bottomless cliff.
u/Quiet_Girl7982 : Thank you for the dreams shamrock card. I Love the saying and stamps! I'm doing good and bad. Still looking for a WFH/Remote job so I can take care of my mom; but other than that things are going great! literally if I could find a job, life would be amazing! I have two loving partners, a few friends, several Pathfinder games going and I'm really happy with the recent art I've done!
u/Stephkempf : Thank you for the "Birthday RAoC" card! I Love the artwork. I'm so glad carding is a thing. It's hard to believe but also makes me so happy that there are 81k people who love making other people smile. It's a little good in this world that we so desperately need. That's something I should probably nail down, a few recipes I can share. The only thing with that for me is that I do a lot of cooking to taste...Lol

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TL;DR: We had an amicable break up. A couple of weeks later, it turn ugly and I told her I would block her in social media, and that I would unblock and talk to her eventually so that we would exchange some of our stuff. Now she's contacting my family.
There are a couple of posts relating this breakup in my profile with further information.
We broke up in late February. We had bought a voucher for a number of couple's therapist a couple of months ago and we still had one last session, so we decided to use it to say our goodbyes and such. It was the 13th of March, and it went really well and even was beautiful, in a (very) sad way. We even stayed outside the building for half an hour talking before parting ways.
We agreed to meet the 20th of March (only date available to both) to exchange some stuff that had been left at eachothers place (clothes, shoes, a couple of games... stuff like that). I also told her that I would bring her some stuff that my family had gifted her and that she had left at my place (a bathrobe and some other similar clothes and utilities), and she said she didn't want them. She also said it didn't feel right to have my family spend money on her, to which I told her that a gift is a gift, it's something that comes from the heart and that she needn't to worry because it's not like they were superexpensive (and the stuff had been gifted almost a year prior). The most critical thing were a pair of elegant shoes she would need for a wedding in the summer.
However, the night of the 16th she started drunkenly texting me while being in one of her anger episodes (which she had been having since after the breakup). She also comes from a family in which hostile communication is the norm, and thus has problems with it. The drunkness came to pass, but she still was angry and the conversation lasted until mid-afternoon the next day. At some point I got fed up. I discovered some things about her that I did not like at all, she kept invalidating me (and worse), and I was feeling angry, frustrated, anxious and sad. So, I told her I was blocking her and putting some space between us. I would block her a week later (the 24th) so we could reschedule our exchange.
However, by that day I still felt the same way and, since I had a session with my therapist the next Monday (27th), I decided to postpone the whole ordeal until I felt better about her. It's been now two weeks since that. My therapist told me that I should only do it when I feel ready, and of course, I agree with her. She also suggested some alternatives, such as having a third party deliver the items. I gave it some thought and decided to talk to a college colleague of the both of us sometime around this next week (My new job has been hectic).
However, yesterday she contacted my brother and asked if he could deliver the stuff, to which he said he could and arranged a meeting for Monday, without telling me. I know he shouldn't have done that, but I don't hold it against him because he is way younger than the both of us and has never had to deal with this stuff. He's just young and inexperienced, but he's a good young man and means well. I told him to tell her that I will make sure that she gets her stuff soon, and of course way prior to the wedding. That I would bring them to her or have some other person do it, but not my brother.
Now, the thing is. I still love her, and I am most certain that she does love me too.
During what happened last time we spoke I ended feeling very hurt and she was not the best expartner. I do understand she's going through her grief and her own process, and that she has her own issues. I still want to see her, to eventually talk to her and know that she's doing okay. But I'm not certain I'm ready to see her and talk to her. I think she knows how I left that conversation, and I don't know if she would like to talk about it or if she even feels sorry. I know that she still was annoyed and furious for a week after it.
So the questions I believe I'm asking is if I should get through this and arrange for someone to get her her stuff, or either to tell her to wait a bit more.

part 1: net worth
positive net worth

category	#shesworthsomething
💹 15,700	Roth IRA, not much but it’s honest work. I wasn’t able to contribute last year but sent $1400 this month. Don’t think I will max this year but will do what I can.
📱 1,400	457, not even sure why I contribute to this ($50/paycheck)
📈 25,100	Pension – cash value not super relevant here. 11% mandated contribution
💰 7,100	checking
🤑 3,000	HYSA @ 4.25%
➕ 52,300	we keep it positive around here

debt

category	oops, she’s in debt again
💷 -45,203	Private student loan @ 4.79%, paid biweekly but sending extra $
💸 -72,957	Undergrad Stafford + grad @ 5.2%. halfway done with PSLF!
➖ 118,160	😬 (but it looks worse on paper!)

casita

category	ah, but what about the house?
🏡 362,000	Purchase price, spring 2022, ginormous (income-restricted) condo
💸 -317,026.81	Mortgage #1 balance @ 2.75%
♊ -23,431.95	Mortgage #2 balance @ 0%, down-payment assistance paid in full at end of mortgage or resale
➕ 21,541.24	Equity including both mortgages, since not including #2 feels disingenuous

NET WORTH: -45,672.46
part 2: income
Nothing exciting here as a public school teacher. My salary is fixed and the entire internet can figure out exactly how much I make. Next year I will apply to be a new teacher mentor to move over a lane (6% raise while I do the job). We won a great raise in our last contract so we can finally be paid almost as much as everyone around us!
This is my 5th year teaching but am on step 6 of 11 due to a full year internship.
read my paycheck and weep
pay schedule: 24 paychecks a year (NOT 26), biweekly Fridays with the exception of holidays and the final day of school, where you receive paychecks 22, 23, 24 and are expected to make that last late June through early September
each paycheck is different, so let’s do paycheck #1

💹 2,935.83	gross
💊 -37.14	medicare (but not SS)
👩🏼‍⚕️ -325.65	PPO, I get sick often and in unexpected places
🦷 -42.97	dental
👓 -5.91	vision
📱 -50	457 contribution
🚕 -184.19	federal withholding
🚖 -114.32	state withholding
📈 -322.94	pension withholding
➕ 1,852.71	behold, how little of my take home I get to actually enjoy

Now paycheck #2

💹 2,935.83	gross
💊 -48.01	medicare (but not SS)
📱 -50	457 contribution
🚕 -323.86	federal withholding
🚖 -151.79	state withholding
📈 -322.94	pension withholding
💪🏼 -87	union power, baby
➕ 1,952.23	Also known at work as “the good paycheck”

For those keeping track at home, my monthly gross is typically 5,871.66 and my net is typically 3,804.94
Why typically?

• If we have 3 paychecks in a month: enjoy the big fat no medical or union deduction!
• …unless it’s April onwards, when they deduct health insurance from EVERY paycheck to cover your summer months (we call it double deduction season)
• in December we get a premium holiday (1/2 medical deduction)
• I also run an outdoors club at work, which I am paid $35/hr when I run the club and additional pay for certain trips (last month I was paid $375 alone for our annual weekend overnight before vacation). This can be wildly inconsistent but let’s just say I have an extra $100-150 to play with each month.

part 3: please enjoy my emoji'd YNAB categories

category 💲	PAY DEM BILLZ
🏡 1343.38	Putting the PIT in mortgage…or something like that. The other I is paid separately
⛲ 167	HOA
🔐 68.16	Was not required to have insurance at closing. Don’t be stupid like me.
🎓 0	fed loans, thanks Grandpa Joe. I think this will be about $250/m when it starts up again. PSLF date late 2028
⛽ 31	YNAB tells me this is my average since moving to my house. Grateful to have big windows and a “put a sweater on” childhood upbringing – touched the heat twice this year
🔌 50	Averaged to include spicy hot summer months (it was 34 this month)
💻 39.95	interwebs
🏫 412.92	Private loan, paid biweekly (so if it’s a rare 3 payment month it’s more). The minimum monthly payment is something like $316, but I’m sending an extra $50 to get some benefit from the power of compound interest. 4.79% is not a make or break rate. Payoff 2034 but hope this can happen sooner.
📰 12.50	NYT Academic rate
🚊 90	Monthly pass
🍿 15.99	Somebody needs to pay the HBO Max
➖ 2234.43	Assigned this month

⭐

category 💲	important semi-regular expenses
🎁 20	Averaged gifts and donations, we have a special scholarship at work
⛲ 167	HOA
👗 0	I haven’t bought new clothes in a while and it’s starting to show.
🤸🏼‍♀️ 85	trampoline class
👩🏼‍⚕️ 60	YNAB tells me my average is 60/mo, but this is overinflated due to an MRI in November that I will only have to do once more time. I’m usually at the urgent care or a specialist doctor 1x/month (this month: a UTI), so it’s more like 30
🪑 40	Hard to quantify. Since I moved in, I had a free couch moved ($200), bought a very nice TV ($750), a vacuum ($250), filters for vacuum ($30), and the world’s nicest washer ($1900). So YNAB is telling me a horrifying $400/mo, but let’s call it 40 going forward
🌷 0	I was a good urban balcony gardener, but no balcony. Waiting for a community garden spot, hopefully next year
🍉 250	Includes booze and small household things (TP, paper towels, dish soap)
🥾 30	Am avid hiker and rollerblader. Averaged cost of trip incidentals like carpool or snacks, admission to roller rink
💊 55	3 lifesaving medicines (25/mo + 10/mo + 30 as needed) + 10 for whatever medicine needed for illness of the month (10 for antibiotics this month). Every year I get a new epi-pen for 10 or 30. This month was more like 85 because my pharmacy accidentally sent me a med I have plenty of.
➖ 500	rough guesstimate

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monthly 💲	annual 💲	annual expenses (save early, save often)
🤑 3.95	🕛47.33	Splitting YNAB with a friend on the new family plan
💇🏼‍♀️ 22.50	🕛 270	2x curly haircuts a year (cut + tip)
🩰 127.78	🕛 1150	Pair of opening weekend orchestra tickets + donor perks + volunteer dues
🌴 55	🕛 650	My part of family vacation with parents
🕶 33.33	🕛 400	Annual eye visit (exam + contact fitting + 12 months contacts)
📦 11.59	🕛 139	prime shipping, no car in a store desert + my mom likes videos
🎄 50	🕛 600	I love Christmas
💸 ?	🕛 6500	Roth IRA, we’re getting aspirational. I sent $1400 this month because it was a 3 paycheck month. Going to try to max and see how far I get.
🦷 86.35	🕛 2250	Saving ½ of estimated costs for Invisalign – never had braces as a kid and now my teeth are pretty bad. Hoping to start May 2024. There is unfortunately no savings for paying everything upfront so I’m saving ½ now and expecting a monthly payment around 150/mo during the treatment.
➖390.50	🕛 4,686	Ignoring the Roth IRA

⭐

category 💲	very big savings
🌆 428.57	3k goal by August 2023 (current balance: 850), “No August pay” – we don’t get paid in August and the first week of September so setting aside money specifically for this without feeling guilty for draining my emergency fund
🕐 300	(181.82 since I’m ahead) Homeowner’s 1% Warchest, it’s exactly what it sounds like. For any and all home expenses (things breaking or projects). Current balance: 2k
🛑 140.91	Building back EF, goal is 3k by December 2023 (current balance: 1.7k). I know this is low but my job is hilariously stable. I will try to add another month in 2024.

⭐

category 💲	fun money!
💻 50	Laptop replacement, just chucking money in there. I’d like to buy a Lenovo IdeaPad Duet 5i since I love the 2 in 1 form factor. Currently have 100/600
🚝 70 (paused)	Travel fund contribution, but full at 350. BFF getting married in VT in August so hoping to turn it into a girl’s weekend with another BFF
🎮 65 (paused)	General video game fund – keep it topped up at 65 in case a new game drops OR if multiple games go on sale. I try to only buy games on deep sale
🎮 12.99	Final Fantasy XIV sub, I’ll retire someday
👯‍♀️ 50	Anything with friends, including eating out with them. usually 100 in the summer
🍦 30	“eating out” aka solo treats for myself (breakfast at dunks, small treats)
🎊 10	events happening that we want to go to not already covered, averaged.
➖ 202.99	Not including travel and video games since that’s topped up

If you add up the categories, I’m in the red and I’m well aware of it – not for much longer though, as I’m saving really aggressively. 😊
part 4: el diario
Day 1 – Saturday

🌅 gotta get dad to the ballet! 4.80
👯‍♀️ brunch with daddy-o before the ballet, I provide the tickets but he pays for brunch. his wallet is hurting because he only just got paid at his new job, so I kick in 20
👀 because brunch is attached to a swanky hotel and it’s PAX east wknd. 0 for free entertainment
🥤 my father requests a water bottle before the show. 6
🩰 don q, my 3rd time and dad’s 1st. Very good, but very long. 0 because these are volunteer comps
🚊 & 👋🏼
🧼 the casita before the week starts

total: 30.80
Day 2 – Sunday

💤 lazy Sunday morning (dw, I’m still up at 6). Read the NYT cover to cover then play 🎮
🚊 meeting a friend of a friend to help her do taxes but I’m early
📖 it’s gorgeous out so I photosynthesize in the BPL courtyard with my book club book
⛔ the wifi is too slow for us to do taxes so we pack up and 🚶🏼‍♀️ down newbury st until we settle at trident
👯‍♀️ I supervise her taxes, and eat a late lunch (grilled cheese w/ avo and tomato). 22.15
🍉 make the mistake of dragging this poor girl with me to the postage stamp sized TJ’s. and it’s 5:15. one does not shop here so much as get in line at the beginning & pick what you want as you go. a tall person fetches me frozen arepas. I come in right on budget so I’m pleased. 57.52
👋🏼 & 🚊 home to plan my week and decompress with 🎮 and 📖

Total: 79.67
Day 3 – Monday

🌅 it’s just before 6 and birds are happy, but now I am taking the 🚍 to work
🌉 stuck on the bus with my BOSS because a 🚢 is passing through the drawbridge. at least we can now fill out 90 second walk from the bus to dunks with acceptable new england small talk subjects (weather, transit, and sports) before she dips to get coffee
😡 the youth, because tomorrow & wednesday are standardized testing. sorry kids, I don’t make the schedule!
🙏🏼 “my plan is to read the questions carefully and ask God to help me know” – A+ testing strategy
✌🏼 2:30 and on my way home
🤸🏼‍♀️ take the 🚊 to go to bounce (0, see monthly expenses) and catch up with bounce buddy M.
🚶🏼‍♀️ walk with M. to the 🚊, go home for 🍜, 🚿, 📖, 🎮

Total: 0
Day 4 – Tuesday

🌅 hello, happy birds as I walk to the 🚍
🔥 the computers are not charged for testing. teenagers have been divested of all electronics and are not allowed to talk to each other. mayhem approaching in 3 … 2 … 1 …
🤬 nonstatus (male) colleague uses a work group text thread to refer to an unknown female colleague as the b-word. mayhem continues
❓ 2 hour (!) meeting after work due to snow day cancellations. male colleague doubles down on his comment before storming out. brain is mush
🚍 I remember nothing
🔐 as I am politely informed by my e-mail 68.16
👩🏼‍🍳 white bean & tomato stew & watch abbott elementary because it’s cathartic
🗣📕 ballet book club on zoom! we just finished a book about martha graham so we talk about it (I’m hosting next time about james whiteside)

total: 68.16
Day 5 – Wednesday

🌅 please go away, very loud mourning dove
🍎 computers are charged, the youth are not. Mr. Insult has decided not to come to work today (probably for the best?)
🤬 is there something in the water?! another nonstatus teacher informs me that two of my students are talking to each other in the hallway and are not following her instructions which tbh is a day that ends in Y. important context: her instruction is in English and they only understand Spanish. I send them back to their testing rooms and she says, “when students ignore me and continue to speak in a language they know I don’t understand, they are being assholes” UM! GOODBYE!!!
😡 before I say something I regret I turn heel and inform my boss of this interaction. she takes a breath and thanks me for letting her know
😤 this is me taking a calming inhale / exhale before returning to staring at children
🏹 when I am proctoring (read: not allowed to read, grade, do work, browse the interweb), I like to imagine how the hunger games would go down if these kids were in it. the odds are in this room’s favor overall.
👩🏼‍🏫 these miserable youth are forced into a half day of classes, so we conference about grades and I let them have some free time
🏕 run weekly outdoors club for the youth. one student informs me a teacher refuses to sign a permission slip & doesn’t know why. make mental note to find this person and politely inquire. students make a great poster of images from our last trip and practice map skills
✌🏼 at 3:30 to get the 🚂 to then get on the 🚊 to go to 🤸🏼‍♀️ … it sounds awful but it all goes pleasantly smoothly, especially given how the T has been. class is great, lots of one-legged kicking on the trampoline. this is my 2nd week in a row of going from 2x class a week to 3x and it’s a tough adjustment. 0
🚶🏼‍♀️ to the 🚊 with M., who can’t make it to class on Friday – sad!
💊 the medicine I didn’t ask for but keeps coming has arrived. Note to self to call pharmacy and ask them to stop, but says 0 refills. Not a total waste because I KNOW I will get bronchitis again & need this. 10
🍿 paid for to keep my mother happy 15.99
🍴 eat leftover stew and 📞 my mother and best friend T. to debrief this very strange day
🎮 and 📖 before bed

Total: 25.99
Day 6 – Thursday

🌅 ahoy! Run into coworker D. on the 🚍 who gets coffee at dunks. I am feeling weak and acquire some 🥑🍞 3.69
🤝🏼 find this teacher who refuses to sign permission slip (who is also new). his reasons are very valid and we agree on conditions the student needs to fulfill to attend trip. hooray, adults being civil!
🤬 that’s it, something is in the water. two best friends in 3rd hour begin a heated verbal altercation about … a girl? in the middle of my class?? One kid takes off so I call security to let them know he would benefit from a check-in. the other student begins texting threats to his buddy and goes off on me when I tell him to stop. what is happening?!
👼🏼 boy returns with security at end of class, so I walk him to dean to process. 35 minutes later dean says everything is gucci and no more problems. hormones, man.
✌🏼 please get me out of here
💻 bill is paid 39.95
👵🏼 our weekly call (she is my only grandparent and is not doing well)
👨🏼 weekly call with father, who still likes his new job
🍜 leftover stew and Mandalorian with my 👩🏼 (we live text each other). finally, a good space battle!
🎮 and 📖 to decompress along with a long hot 🚿

total: 43.64
Day 7 – Friday

🌅 I don’t think I can do this today.
🧘🏼‍♀️ It has been such a frustrating week (there was another incident that happened that I can’t even reference due to state law/FERPA) that was incredibly traumatic and draining.
📱 to best friend T. and work friend R. to ask what they would do. Both endorse me taking a day off after this wild week.
🎮 and 📖 along with some stretching. 📞 with best friend E. to catch up on her wedding prep and life
🤑 payday! Good paycheck since it’s the 3rd of the month, but it might be missing hours from club. I won’t know until I see my paystub on Monday. +2,183.48 (+50 to 457, +322.94 to pension)
💸 ah, but it’s also the 31st. easy come, easy go 🏡 (1343.38) and ⛲ (167)
🚊 to 🤸🏼‍♀️ to a really 🔥 class. Learn the name of the girl next to me on Fridays who also brings her inhaler and it turns out we’re both teachers!
🍦 take a nice mozzarella sandwich home from tatte 13.97
🚊, 🍴, 🚿, 📖, 🎮

Total: 1,524.35
Grand totals:

• food & drank: 65.81
• entertainment: 15.99
• home & health: 10
• clothes & beauty: 0
• transport: 4.80
• other: 1,618.49 (how I would class my house expenses)

reflection: typical week money-wise in terms of reflecting my non-house spending – I’m saving really aggressively right now and don’t have a lot of money for discretionary spending. Even if I did, I’m very much a homebody during the work week. My job is probably more stressful than most as a baseline but this week was truly unbelievably bad. Still, looking through the week and taking time to step back I realize just how quality my support network is and for that I'm very grateful.

Obligatory Precursor: This happened 15 years ago in my final year of high school. It was an event that changed my view on life and still haunts me to this day.
Some background: In my country, they took Christianity seriously. You were raised Christian, at school, we had Bible lessons/ scripture readings every morning before class started and your social life pretty much revolved around the church. When this event occurred, I was a youth leader in my church and even had a key to open the church every Friday evening and Sunday. I was a pretty awkward kid though; a bit weird and perhaps a little eccentric. So didn’t have that many friends in school (2 to be exact). Was a real social outcast back then. We also lived about 60 km away from school and I had to wait 4 to 5 hours after school for my mom to pick me up so we could go home. All these facts will be important for later.
So there were a bunch of things that happened leading up to the event.
It all started in January of my final year in high school. As last year students we had slightly more ‘privileges’ than all the other students. For one, every Monday morning we would all meet in a big Hall for Bible reading and the announcements for the week. Here all the younger students would sit on the icy cold floor at the bottom, and the final year students (and the very few girls) would sit in on chairs at the top of the gallery overlooking the big Hall. This was always made out to be a major privilege. We also had a choice to attend sports events like rugby or athletics (where for the younger students, it was obligatory).
One of the major sporting events at the beginning of the year was this inter-high school athletics competition. On one day in January, all the schools in the area would compete against each other to find the best athletes so they could be nominated to represent the area in provincial competitions. At these competitions, all the students from each school would need to attend as 'spectators'. Final-year students had a choice of whether or not they wanted to go. However, this year this event was moved to another school and there wasn't enough space for each school's entire populous. Therefore only the first-year and final-year students were 'forced' to go. Given that final-year students always had a choice in the past, and that this event was on a Friday...me and my two friends (Let's call them Dr Dre and The Wizard) decided to stay at home on that day and make a long weekend out of it.
Dr Dre was the only 'normal' one in my little group of friends. Dr Dre was really into rap music, he had good relationships with the teachers, all the different clicks of students (from the jocks to the geeks) liked him and he was overall a really decent kid (very wise and intelligent for his age). The Wizard, on the other hand was a very tall, blond Dutch boy that was into bizarre things. People found him to be extremely weird but didn't pick on him. He liked catching mice in the field, skinning them, and making stuff from their skins. He was (in his own mind) into wizardry (he identified as a dark wicca - dark witch). He was just overall very weird.
Anyway, the Monday morning after the athletics event, my two friends and I went to the big hall for the daily weekly Bible lesson and announcements as was customary. We sat at the top of the gallery and waited for the 'plebs' to fill the hall at the bottom. When everyone took their seats, two prefects (student leaders) came to the gallery and said that everyone that wasn't at the event on Friday would need to sit at the bottom with the plebs for the rest of the year. Apparently, they handed out little cards on Friday and well, we didn't have them... So my friends and I awkwardly stood up and made out way down the stairs. Halfway down, I told them that it was bullshit that we had to go sit with the 'kids'. The Wizard then said : "I say we just go sit outside the hall and refuse to go in... Make a statement".
At the time, we thought it was a good idea and went to go sit outside. About 15 mins later, a prefect (student leader) came to ask us why we were sitting outside. I responded, "it's none of your business" and he proceeded to go call one of the teachers. Our mathematics teacher (a short, mid-40s balding Greek man) came outside and asked why we were sitting there.... Without thinking, The Wizard said : "It's against our religion". The teacher asked what religion it was and we didn't respond. He turned around and walked away.We didn't mention which religion we were and at the time, we thought it was a brilliant response.
Later the day, we were in our homeroom class. The intercom went off (it broadcasts over the entire school), and an old woman's voice asked The Wizard, Dr Dre and I to go to the principal's office. Obviously the story had already spread across the entire school and everyone knew what this was about. We went to his office and sat on the old wooden benches in in front of his door. Dr Dre was the first to be asked to go in. Ten mins later, he comes out and returns to class. The Wizard and I were then asked to come in together.
The principal asked us to sit down and proceeded to ask us to explain the situation. Not willing to give up on the jig... We proceeded to stick to our story. He then asked if we were Satanists. The Wizard then responded and said something that would put me on a path prolonged psychological trauma. The Wizard said.... Yes. (Although he obviously wasn't). The principal then proceeded to ask questions why and how and when... It felt like we were sitting there for hours. The Wizard said that he was in it for power and control.. (All the time I'm thinking... WTF Dude!). I was quite throughout the entire session.. Mostly because I was afraid but primarily because I was shocked of the things that came out of his mouth. Around an hour later, we were asked to leave and return to class... And I thought the situation was resolved...
The next day at 7am all the students lined up in the quad as we always did from Tuesday till Friday. The principal did his Bible reading and the did his announcements. His final announcement sent shivers down my spine. He said that he made it his mission to destroy the satanic rituals and satanists in the school. At this stage it felt like all the students heads turned towards me.
With the 'extra' incentive, most students started to bully me, and I was consistently made fun of. Given that both Dr Dre and The Wizard were mucho gym junkies, no one picked on them... So I took the brunt of the students' and teachers' wrath. This went on for about 3 months. By the end of the three months, people already forgot that Dr Dre and The Wizard were involved in the matter... And I was basically now labelled as the school demon.... The face of the 'satanic cult' in the school. Already an outcast, my life was now an absolute living hell... The smart-ass remark to get us not to sit at the bottom of the hall, had now turned into a life of constant physical and psychological torture (from students and teachers).
Although I kept telling everyone that I wasn't a satanist and it was The Wizard lying to get us out of sitting with the younger students, no one believed me. Everything 'weird' that happened at the school was now always made out to be my fault. I even talked to the principal and even had my pastor from the church phone him. But nothing ever came of it. I just wanted the torture to stop, but no one would believe me.
So this brings me to D-day. The last Friday of the semester, the school came out at 11:00 (it usually came out at 14:00). Although the school was out and everyone was on their way home for the start of the summer vacation, I still had to stay at school till around 17:30 for my mom to come pick me up after work so we could go home. Around 11:30 the school was empty and I went to sit under my usual tree and entertained myself with SNAKE on my Nokia 5110.
Mid-game I saw the vice principal and the teacher that was in charge of religious studies walk up to me. They asked very politely if I wanted to take a ride with them. I declined, saying that my mom would be here at any moment to pick me up. The vice principal said he already spoke to my mom (which turned out to be a lie!) and she would only be there around 18:00. Fair enough. He caught me out in my BS excuse, and given that that was the usual time she would pick me up... I didn't think to question it further.
We walked to his car and I asked where we were going. He said he wanted to introduce me to 'a friend' of his. We climbed into his car and drove about 15 mins to a church. I knew the church because that was where the school's Minister (kinda like a priest) worked. This Minister was big and wobbly... And looked as if he could afford to skip a few meals. A pudgy fellow with rosy cheeks, a massive belly and this weird blueish-grey eyes that always seemed as if they stared through you when he looked at you. Let's call him Minister Bear.
So we get there and I felt my heart sink into my shoes. I knew where this was going. I was escorted around the church and led into a darkish room at the back of the building. As my eyes adjusted from the bright sun, to the darkish room, I saw Minister Bear, sitting behind his antique yellow wood desk. He welcomed my two teachers, stood up, and walked around the desk. As his friendly eyes move slowly away from my teachers, towards me... It systematically turned into this deep look of concern and fear. He locked the door next to me and said in a deep serious voice, "I feel a very dark presence in this room". And thanked my teachers for bringing me there.
He told my teachers to sit in the corner and ushered me to a chair in front of his desk. He sat down and proceeded to ask me a bunch of personal questions. It started innocent enough, like who I was and where I lived, through to have I ever had sex and if I'm gay (a taboo subject where I was from). The questions became ever darker and each time I would answer he would tell my teacher's "This isn't ManicSheep talking".
He then asked me if I was a satanist, to which I responded with a clear NO! I told him I was a youth leader in my church and that he could phone my pastor to ask. He would then respond by saying things like "Don't lie to me demon! Release this child of God ". The more I woud deny his claims, the more he would tell my teacher's that they needed to pray because the demon has a very strong hold over me.
This went on for about 2 hours. I looked at my watch and it was already 14:30. He would ask me what the demon in me's name was and how many of them were in me. I kept denying it and eventually burst out in tears, begging him to let me go. He said to my teachers that this was the demons way to want to escape, that he was getting closer to getting 'them' to release me. He asked me about satanist rituals and between every question he would ask... He would pray under his breath. No matter how much I cried, he didn't want to stop. I stood up and screamed that I am going to phone the police and ran to the door... Tried to open it... Shakes the handle... But the door was locked.
"You won't escape this room with this child l, demon" he would yell. I fell on the ground crying, saying my mom was looking for me and I just wanted to go home. At this stage, he picked me up with both hands and held me in the air. He pushed me against the wall and started praying louder. As I struggled to get free he yelled for my teachers to come put their hands on me and pray .. As the demons were loosing Control.
I was afraid for my life. As a kid of 17, I didn't know what was going on. I remember thinking about how can they feel a dark presence as I spend all my time at church. Why don't they want to phone my pastor? Why won't they believe me.
At this stage I realized that the only way out of this was to act out the role they clearly wanted me to play. That would be the only way out of the locked room. I tried to pull my tears back and looked him in the eyes.. And tried to push the quiver in my voice down. "OK you got me Minister." I said." You can have the child". He immediately dropped me and took a couple of steps back.
He started repeating the questions from earlier and told my teachers to pray harder as we were now getting to the crux of the matter. They needed to 'cast him out'. I kept responding to the questions in the way I thought they wanted. I then started speaking German backwards as they started praying harder. At this stage I just wanted to get out of there.
After what felt like years, they finally stopped and I fell to the ground. Minister Bear said... It's done. Laying on the ground, the tears again started balling out my eyes (this time out of total relief). They asked me how I felt and I couldn't stop crying. I just wanted to go home. I lied again and said I felt relieved and lighter and was unsure what was going on or how I got there.
The Minister then told me I was possessed by a series of demons (I can't remember the name he gave it) and that they were holding on deeply to my soul. That it took hours for them to cast them out. But I am free now, and that is why I felt so light and that crying is normal. He prayed one more time and gave me his number. He told me to come see him next week and that I should phone him if I feel something is coming back.
They finally unlocked the door. I stood there silently, not knowing if I was actually free to go. Still shaking I looked at my watch... It was 17:45 and I knew my mom was waiting for me at school. The teachers then asked if it was OK to go. They then took me back to the school and dropped me off at my mom's car.
I climbed in and burst into tears. My mom asked what was wrong and I explained. She then told me that I probably just misunderstood what was going on and that she would speak to the principal. Nothing ever came of this.
This was by far one of the most traumatic events in my life. Although I know I contributed to the situation, 15 years later, as a trained and registered psychologist, the matter still haunts me...

TL;DR: We had an amicable break up. A couple of weeks later, it turn ugly and I told her I would block her in social media, and that I would unblock and talk to her eventually so that we would exchange some of our stuff. Now she's contacting my family.
I made a previous post in this sub regarding that episode. I'd suggest to read it, but I'll try to sum it up here.
We broke up in late February. We had bought a voucher for a number of couple's therapist a couple of months ago and we still had one last session, so we decided to use it to say our goodbyes and such. It was the 13th of March, and it went really well and even was beautiful, in a (very) sad way. We even stayed outside the building for half an hour talking before parting ways.
We agreed to meet the 20th of March (only date available to both) to exchange some stuff that had been left at eachothers place (clothes, shoes, a couple of games... stuff like that). I also told her that I would bring her some stuff that my family had gifted her and that she had left at my place (a bathrobe and some other similar clothes and utilities), and she said she didn't want them. She also said it didn't feel right to have my family spend money on her, to which I told her that a gift is a gift, it's something that comes from the heart and that she needn't to worry because it's not like they were superexpensive (and the stuff had been gifted almost a year prior). The most critical thing were a pair of elegant shoes she would need for a wedding in the summer.
However, the night of the 16th she started drunkenly texting me while being in one of her anger episodes (which she had been having since after the breakup). She also comes from a family in which hostile communication is the norm, and thus has problems with it. The drunkness came to pass, but she still was angry and the conversation lasted until mid-afternoon the next day. At some point I got fed up. I discovered some things about her that I did not like at all, she kept invalidating me (and worse), and I was feeling angry, frustrated, anxious and sad. So, I told her I was blocking her and putting some space between us. I would block her a week later (the 24th) so we could reschedule our exchange.
However, by that day I still felt the same way and, since I had a session with my therapist the next Monday (27th), I decided to postpone the whole ordeal until I felt better about her. It's been now two weeks since that. My therapist told me that I should only do it when I feel ready, and of course, I agree with her. She also suggested some alternatives, such as having a third party deliver the items. I gave it some thought and decided to talk to a college colleague of the both of us sometime around this next week (My new job has been hectic).
However, yesterday she contacted my brother and asked if he could deliver the stuff, to which he said he could and arranged a meeting for Monday, without telling me. I know he shouldn't have done that, but I don't hold it against him because he is way younger than the both of us and has never had to deal with this stuff. He's just young and inexperienced, but he's a good young man and means well. I told him to tell her that I will make sure that she gets her stuff soon, and of course way prior to the wedding. That I would bring them to her or have some other person do it, but not my brother.
Now, the thing is. I still love her, and I am most certain that she does love me too.
During what happened last time we spoke I ended feeling very hurt and she was not the best expartner. I do understand she's going through her grief and her own process, and that she has her own issues. I still want to see her, to eventually talk to her and know that she's doing okay. But I'm not certain I'm ready to see her and talk to her. I think she knows how I left that conversation, and I don't know if she would like to talk about it or if she even feels sorry. I know that she still was annoyed and furious for a week after it.
So the questions I believe I'm asking is if I should get through this and arrange for someone to get her her stuff, or either to tell her to wait a bit more.

TL;DR: We had an amicable break up. A couple of weeks later, it turn ugly and I told her I would block her in social media, and that I would unblock and talk to her eventually so that we would exchange some of our stuff. Now she's contacting my family.
I made a previous post in this sub regarding that episode. I'd suggest to read it, but I'll try to sum it up here.
We broke up in late February. We had bought a voucher for a number of couple's therapist a couple of months ago and we still had one last session, so we decided to use it to say our goodbyes and such. It was the 13th of March, and it went really well and even was beautiful, in a (very) sad way. We even stayed outside the building for half an hour talking before parting ways.
We agreed to meet the 20th of March (only date available to both) to exchange some stuff that had been left at eachothers place (clothes, shoes, a couple of games... stuff like that). I also told her that I would bring her some stuff that my family had gifted her and that she had left at my place (a bathrobe and some other similar clothes and utilities), and she said she didn't want them. She also said it didn't feel right to have my family spend money on her, to which I told her that a gift is a gift, it's something that comes from the heart and that she needn't to worry because it's not like they were superexpensive (and the stuff had been gifted almost a year prior). The most critical thing were a pair of elegant shoes she would need for a wedding in the summer.
However, the night of the 16th she started drunkenly texting me while being in one of her anger episodes (which she had been having since after the breakup). She also comes from a family in which hostile communication is the norm, and thus has problems with it. The drunkness came to pass, but she still was angry and the conversation lasted until mid-afternoon the next day. At some point I got fed up. I discovered some things about her that I did not like at all, she kept invalidating me (and worse), and I was feeling angry, frustrated, anxious and sad. So, I told her I was blocking her and putting some space between us. I would block her a week later (the 24th) so we could reschedule our exchange.
However, by that day I still felt the same way and, since I had a session with my therapist the next Monday (27th), I decided to postpone the whole ordeal until I felt better about her. It's been now two weeks since that. My therapist told me that I should only do it when I feel ready, and of course, I agree with her. She also suggested some alternatives, such as having a third party deliver the items. I gave it some thought and decided to talk to a college colleague of the both of us sometime around this next week (My new job has been hectic).
However, yesterday she contacted my brother and asked if he could deliver the stuff, to which he said he could and arranged a meeting for Monday, without telling me. I know he shouldn't have done that, but I don't hold it against him because he is way younger than the both of us and has never had to deal with this stuff. He's just young and inexperienced, but he's a good young man and means well. I told him to tell her that I will make sure that she gets her stuff soon, and of course way prior to the wedding. That I would bring them to her or have some other person do it, but not my brother.
Now, the thing is. I still love her, and I am most certain that she does love me too.
During what happened last time we spoke I ended feeling very hurt and she was not the best expartner. I do understand she's going through her grief and her own process, and that she has her own issues. I still want to see her, to eventually talk to her and know that she's doing okay. But I'm not certain I'm ready to see her and talk to her. I think she knows how I left that conversation, and I don't know if she would like to talk about it or if she even feels sorry. I know that she still was annoyed and furious for a week after it.
So the questions I believe I'm asking is if I should get through this and arrange for someone to get her her stuff, or either to tell her to wait a bit more.

Hey so I'm not a native English speaker but playing Valo in English, I just playes a game with Gekko in my team and when he killed Harbor I heard him say something weird which I first understood as "Tell your mom I love her" lol and then I thought it can't be it, the only other thing I can think of is "Tell Neon that I love her?" or I just COMPLETELY misheard it lol. A lot was going on and I was barely listening but now I can't stop thinking about what he said. I couldn't find it in any voicelines online. Does anyone have an idea what it could have been?

2021, my cousin (age 12) died because of heart attack. I remember that day ago, we we're playing on our gadgets. In his funeral, i remember his gadget having a full universe about things. After the funeral, i asked her mother to get some time to handle his gadgets because they are gonna purposefully burn all of his things (family tradition) to erase his existence and move on easily. His mother het me do it, so i searched up on his tablet.
First, i go on his youtube, saw that he dont have any youtube videos, like its just his pfp. I go to search more on his tablet, i saw a note on his notes app saying some code:
12116201516
81184 4189225
i decided to research about this 'cipher' and found out its was that basic number to alphebet cipher.
laptop
hard drive
when i finally know it, i rushed to their house (prob 2 blocks away from us) and got permission to get my cousins laptop, my dad is a technician, told him to get the hard drive and get the data and put it on a computer, i sincerely sacrificed mine to use. 2 hours later, my dad finally have put the hard drive on the computer, i realized i did a waste because the hard drive of my computer is just removed and will be put on later, i stored all data to my usb, then told my dad to put the original hard drive to it again, another 2 hours (i think), i finally got access to the data, searched on it, saw a folder named:
851216
another cipher, the same as the one earlier;
help
without knowing that name, i opened the folder, but it was actually locked by bitlocker. I moved it on my desktop (since it was in the flie exlporer) and decided to leave it. Saw another folder, named:
2052420
another cipher, this time i had the code printed and in my wall, so i easily decoded it:
text
opened the folder, theres two folders,
one named "d1514t"
and one named "15p514"
noticed 1,5,1,4 is repeating, so i tried every cipher possible and found out it was amix of word and that cipher earlier.
"dont"
"open"
decided to open "open", saw a notepad, opened it and realized it was his journal. Heres the text (i have it on my usb, stored on a folder named "cousin's storage").
2021, May 14.
Our school is so close to end, like bro. I wanted to go on the beach, not sacrificing my white tone skin!!!!!!, but anyway, i got bullied again and got detention for a thing i didnt do. I think thats all for t- wait, out meal was sooo good, i just come to forget the name, ok i gotta sleep, my parents would ground me again for such a simple thing HAHAHA.
2021, May 15
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! finally, it is my time to chill.
We visited my cousins house, his room is sooo messy.
2021, May 18
why do he have to do that? my right eye is now blind, all of my friends have been laughing on me. I know this a joke, but why do he have to do it? i could have just stabbed my own 2 hands, in that case, i will still be ok. I feel so depressed.
2021, May 27
how come do they think im overthinking? All students in the school are bullying me, as well as my parents, they think im just a little too off. Are they dumb? Cant they see? i've been suffering for 2 weeks. I hope he is not awake forever.
why do they have to do this to me.?
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May 27, struck me. What? I asked my mom about the thing he wrote in his journal, my mom said that, were playing on my room on may 15, i accidentally stabbed him, and then he throws the game case holder on me, with the games, i got unconsious, they both drove us to hospital, i got a coma (serious skull damage) he got blind on his right eye. After that night, got an nightmare of me, actually stabbing him on the eye, and then, woke up. I tried to go on the data the last time, i saw a notepad text, named "LOL", i go through it and saw this:
LOL, i just broke my cousins party, that will be his BEST BIRTHDAY LOL
Finally knew the story. After the night, i sincerely tell my family if they forgive me about what i have done to my cousin, because its my fault, and they did, he is peaceful now and we can forgive each other of what we did to him. My dad burned the whole data (that cousin's storage in my usb is just the notepads) and i cried looking at it in the balcony.
What thing that haunts me 'till this day is what the "dont" and the bitlocked file has.
We have moved to a far house from them, me is still depressed, now 14 years old, i could have stopped the whole things from happening is if i didnt do a prank on his crush on his birthday.

my parents (44f, 43m) are getting divorced and my mom is making it incredibly difficult for everyone. also i’m apologizing in advance is 5:30am and i haven’t slept so it’s not gonna be worded the best this is also my first post i didn’t know where else to go :,)
i (19f) have two siblings (18f and 13m) my sister is heavily autistic and my brother is a trouble maker, he’s already been arrested before. my parents started their divorce because my mom cheated on my dad right after i graduated high school. now my family has never been the picture perfect family but it was okay, now my dad lives in california (we live in florida for context) he originally moved because of a job offer he couldn’t pass up, he was only supposed to be there for three months but decided to stay indefinitely. i used to be really close to my mom but after i found out how my dad found everything out i lost all respect for her .
(i apologize for all the details but i have no one else to tell, she sent nudes to someone and ended up getting black mailed out of 500 dollars she took from my dad) now my mom is acting like she’s 20 and has no responsibilities, my dad pays for everything, the house in fl, his rv in cali, groceries for my siblings and i because my mom refuses, the power, water, wifi, literally everything. she has a nice car and doesn’t even pay for that, though she’s supposed to. i’ve only called her out on this once, i told her she’s acting like she figured out 20 years too late she didn’t want kids. she’s always at her boyfriends house. she’s never home anymore, and when she is she only is for the night and is gone in the morning. my dad is constantly upset because he hates that my siblings and i have to go through this.

he’s offered for me to move in with him in cali so i have better options college wise and i’m seriously considering it. my only issue is my life here, i have a long term bf i’m very serious about and my best friend of 5 years i don’t know if i could live without. i hate living with my mom but she won’t let me get my license, she won’t let me get a job, so i can’t even save up to move out because she doesn’t want me to leave and lose her free babysitter. on the days i don’t see my bf i rot in my room and play video games. i don’t know what to do, i’m so stressed i really could use some advice. i’ll answer any questions, thank you for reading this i hope you have a nice day/night 

i 17f and my mom 48f relationship is hanging on by a thread and is slowly becoming nothing at all we are always fighting and arguing but i feel like the arguments are not my fault. recently we have been fighting about chores and responsablity. i am still in school and that is where most of my time is spent i aslo have after school activites and work i am usally not home from 6 am-7 pm on weekdays and when i get home i am usally doing chores and taking care of other things like my laundry and my 2 pets and my half of the chores. before anyone ask i am responsable for all my things including my pets neccsitys like toothpaste hair products laundry detergent and anythinhg pertaing to my animals i also handle my own laundry and things like that i am totally responsable for my self in all ways except paying rent and things like that. the chores that i am assigned are the bathroom, vaccuming the stairs, loading and unloading the dishwasher,cleaning the basement and cleaning off the table. my brother9m also has chores he cleans the hallway cleans the living room takes garbage and recycling out the problem is my brother never does these chores and when they are not done my mom usally calls me to cover for him which i am sick of. i have had a alot on my plate for the last 5 years i started seeing a therpist 9th grade and learned that i had very bad anxitey from all my mothers yelling and berading( my older sister 21f has anxitey for this same reason) and also some childhood truma that i had burried i also learned not even a month ago that i have adhd and autisum and it explains so much my mom doenst belive that these diagnosis are real but they affect me and i live with them every day and they are exhuasting nut im learning to help my self but back to mu brother. he does absoulty nothing all day besides go to school but even when he is at school my moms constantly getting calls to pick him up for his behavior my brother is extreamly distructive he has broken 2 doors in out house 2 window screens has set his room carpet and my moms bathroom on fire and has cloged the toilet with a chick fil a sanwich that we cant get out. he is very slopy and doenst take care of himself he doenst brush his hair or his teeth and doenst wash his ass in the shower he throws his trash and food scraps on the floor even when there is a trash bag or bin right next to him and he always leaves his messes for others to pick up while he sit on the video games and tv. this where i might be the asshole well im done i stopped covering for him i started leaving his mess and his chores undone my mom gets angry but i still refuse to do them she says that it is messing with her mental heath but i honestly could care less i have been scarficing my mental heath and energy for years and now im done im in my juniour year year of highschool and i need to focus and work on myself so aita?

I've had a pretty rough life so far. My dad was my only real friend, and he died of cancer 2 years ago. He wanted in home hospice, so I moved in with him and took care of him. He died 6 months after been diagnosed with lung cancer. It's awful watching something wither away and die. I was right next to him when he died. Listening to someone's last breaths, and having to check their pulse, and then calling hospice to tell them he's dead is something no one should ever have to do. It's so brutal to watch someone die at the age of 63 from such an awful disease. I miss him so much. Sometimes for a brief second, I'll forget he's dead and think 'oh man, dad would love this, I have to show him' when I find something funny or that he would have thought was cool.
I currently live with my mom, her husband, and my brother. My mom didn't help me take care of my dad (they're divorced), but she has the audacity to tell me 'it's been 2 years, you just need to get over it.' I was having a hard time taking a shower, because I was basically laying in bed for days, because my depression was horrible. I finally got up and got the motivation to at least make something to eat, and the first thing my mom says is 'Jesus, you really need to shower, you stink'. I tried the other day to bring up the fact that I've been sober from alcohol for 14 months, which I felt proud of. The first thing my mom said when I brought it up is 'yeah, but you stay up all night on the internet like some crazy person'. I try to be kind to everyone. I don't ever argue with people, or insult people. I don't like being mean to people. It doesn't feel fair that everyone is always so mean to me.
I've always been an outcast. I'm overweight and balding. I'm painfully shy. I've always been an easy target for bullies. I got bullied in school, and I got bullied at home. Jesus, even people that haven't met me bully me online when I try to play multi-player video games. I don't fit in anywhere. Maybe I'm just too sensitive to exist.
I have really awful social anxiety. It's painful for me to even make eye contact or have to speak to someone in real life. I can't hold down jobs. I got hired by McDonalds at the age of 36, and I don't think I'm ready to work yet. I think I'm just not going to show up for my first shift.
I'm so tired of feeling miserable. I've been diagnosed with depression and GAD and c-PTSD. Meds don't help. Therapy doesn't help. I guess the problem is me. Maybe my brain is just too broken. Maybe I'm just too weak. Maybe I'm not meant to fit in. It's funny to me that everyone says I have potential, and I should keep trying. Where are those people when I need someone to talk to? I've tried telling people that I think I need help, and I'm really hurting here, and people seem to just ignore it and continue telling me about some cool thing they bought recently, or a new video game they're playing. I get some people don't want to listen to others complain. Nowhere. It's easy to tell people they can just turn their life around and make it seem easy, when you don't know what it feels like to be so fucking miserable that even taking a shower and getting yourself clean is mentally exhausting.

So I’m just wondering if anyone thinks this pidgey event is just an April fools and maybe it’ll actually be a little better? I’ve heard pidgey is a solid xp grab but does anyone really care enough especially after the raid nerfs? I mean I see hundreds of pidgey all the time and it’s easily one of the least exciting moms they could have chosen. To me it seems like so far April has brought nothing but slaps in the face. I just got back into playing after being a day 1 in early February and thought wow this games become so much better after seeing the Hoenn tour just for it all to be stripped away. How is everyone else feeling ?

In an MTGA draft game I was attacking and had lethal with two instants. I went through blockers step and wanted to play two pump instants on an unblocked creature which would have been lethal. Instead I only got to play one of the instant pumps spells and it auto attacked before i could play the second instant pump spell.
Is this correct?

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I don't think Peacekeeper needs an entire rework, just little touches here and there.
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• All of PK's heavies are 800ms and Pk's heavy openers have a medium hit stun.

Pk's Top heavy opener is 900 ms and I don't particularly see a reason for this. I also noticed that Pk's heavy openers have a low-hit stun while every heavy in the game is medium

• Pk's Zone now cost 30 stamina
  Pk's zone costs 50 which is almost half of her stamina. This change should put it more in line with the others.
  
• Pk can recovery cancel her dodge attack 200-300ms on hit like Orochi
  

This is to improve her mobility in team fights. Her dodge attack only does 7 damage and is a light parry. I think this is a fair trade.

• Pk's Dagger Cancel is unblockable against non-bleeding opponents.

This is to prevent PK from being external in team fights against a non-bleeding opponent. This changes to a blockable attack against a bleeding opponent.

• Improve the range and trajectories of Pk's Heavy finishers

I think Pk could use some more range on her heavies

I've had a pretty rough life so far. My dad was my only real friend, and he died of cancer 2 years ago. He wanted in home hospice, so I moved in with him and took care of him. He died 6 months after been diagnosed with lung cancer. It's awful watching something wither away and die. I was right next to him when he died. Listening to someone's last breaths, and having to check their pulse, and then calling hospice to tell them he's dead is something no one should ever have to do. It's so brutal to watch someone die at the age of 63 from such an awful disease, while there are people who are still alive who are horrible and cruel.
I currently live with my mom, her husband, and my brother. My mom didn't help me take care of my dad (they're divorced), but she has the audacity to tell me 'it's been 2 years, you just need to get over it.' I was having a hard time taking a shower, because I was basically laying in bed for days, because my depression was horrible. I finally got up and got the motivation to at least make something to eat, and the first thing my mom says is 'Jesus, you really need to shower, you stink'. I tried the other day to bring up the fact that I've been sober from alcohol for 14 months. The first thing my mom said when I brought it up is 'yeah, but you stay up all night on the internet like some crazy person'.
I've always been an outcast. I'm overweight and balding. I'm painfully shy. I've always been an easy target for bullies. I got bullied in school, and I got bullied at home. Jesus, even people that haven't met me bully me online when I try to play multi-player video games. I don't fit in anywhere. I'm mad all the time, and I feel like I hate everyone as much as I hate myself.
I have really awful social anxiety. It's painful for me to even make eye contact or have to speak to someone in real life. I can't hold down jobs. I got hired by McDonalds at the age of 36, and I don't think I'm ready to work yet. I think I'm just not going to show up for my first shift.
I'm so tired of feeling miserable. I've been diagnosed with depression and GAD and c-PTSD. Meds don't help. Therapy doesn't help. I guess the problem is me. Maybe my brain is just too broken. Maybe I'm just too weak. Maybe I'm not meant to fit in. It's funny to me that everyone says I have potential, and I could keep trying. Where are those people when I need someone to talk to? Where are those people when I vent? Nowhere. It's easy to tell people they can just turn their life around and make it seem easy, when you don't know what it feels like to be so fucking miserable that even taking a shower and getting yourself clean is mentally exhausting.
I've just had enough. I feel bad if I do anything that my brother will be upset if I did. That's really the only thing holding me back. But, at the same time, is it fair to be to exist, and have suck a wretched miserable life just to prevent others from being sad? Anyway, that's my sad pathetic story. Thanks for listening.

Buckle your seatbelts, I’m about to give my life story lololol
So pretty much I want to spend $4,500-$5,000 on my gaming PC using my newly acquired credit card that’ll give me $1,125 in travel rewards if I spend $6,000 on it.
I would be spending roughly 10 months-1 year paying it off with $250 biweekly out of my ~$700 biweekly paychecks.
So I’m 19 and I’m living with my grandma at the moment and she told me she’d leave the house and car to me so I’m not too worried about buying a car or getting my own place really. Especially since I can just borrow the car practically whenever.
The reason why I want to spend that amount of money on my PC is because I think it’d bring me a shiiiitttttt ton of happiness since I spend a LOT of time gaming. More happiness than buying a car and having to take it to the mechanic or stressing over making enough for rent/utilities. I also deal with depression/suicidal ideology pretty bad sometimes, especially when I was living with my alcoholic mom.
However I’m also on the fence about spending that same amount of money on traveling, investments, and other hobbies/interests. There’s also this girl I’m talking to who’d I like to take out to some unforgettable dates.
TL;DR I’m 19, everything I earn is practically disposable income outside of savings since I’m not worried about a camoving out, would be paying it off for ~1 year, wondering if I’d get the same amount of happiness putting my money elsewhere. Any advice? :))

Okay, so, I am a minor, and i am the only daughter in this family.
In this family, we have two dogs, one mom, one 'dad', one brother and two turtles.
My 'dad' is mentally abusive+verbally abusive, and you could even say he's slowly becoming physically abusive. Not very ideal to have a 'dad' like that.
Well, my mom has been wanting to divorce him, but has had problems with finding out how, along with the fact she wants to get full custody, which i fully support.
The problem with my dogs are that we don't know how to get them in my mother's (and hopefully me and my brother)'s full custody. Both of the dogs are under my fathers name, even though my mom was (and still is) married to him at that time. So, I do not know if that could still be considered a community property, even if they were married when we got both of the dogs.
My father and what he has done to and for the dogs.
-He is a stay at home, and he is supposed to take care of the dogs, however he does not. He occasionally plays tug of war with them, but it lasts for about 5 minutes.
-When he is at home, he does his 1-3 hour workout at either home or the gym.
-The rest of the time hes on his phone, or playing video games.
-sometimes he will be working on things, like doing stuff in the backyard for a few hours. (the backyard things are not needed, unlike taking care of live animals.)
-he takes the dogs for a 30 minute walk every morning by himself, except for the days my mom or anyone else in my family isnt at school/work. These walks are not enough, as the breed of dogs we have are herding dogs, which need much more than that every morning.
-at sunset time, or a bit earlier, he and my mom will walk the dogs for about 30 minutes again.
my dad does not wash the dogs
my dad does not spend quality time with the dogs
my dad will yell at one dog for doing something, and think the other is cute for doing the same thing.
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my mother.
-my mother and my brother bathes the dogs
-my mother spends quality time with the dogs
-my dad refuses to work, as he is retired, so now my mom has to overwork.
-when my mom gets home, no chores are done
-my mom does the laundry
-my mom does the cleaning
-my mom does cooking too much for what she should be doing
-my mom works on weekends too
-she is extremely stressed out, and my dad being as horrible as he is does not help
-yet through all this, and more, my mom still spends more time with the dogs
-she treats them better
-she cares for them more, and thinks so much more of their worth unlike him.
-the dogs love her back. so much
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my brother
-he has a very odd mental illness, which we do not know much about, or what it even is
-he has gone to therapy, and i cannot say it helped
-my father thinks its funny and stuff to trigger my brothers mental illness
-my brother does not react well, whenever this happens.
-my brother has acted so much more of a better human being ever since our second dog came.
-my mother tries to help my brother with his mental illness, and he gets triggered by it over 10 times a day.
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what my father has done to us
-would you say pressuring someone to 18+ with them to the point if they say no, youll keep pressuring someone and treating everyone horribly until they say yes, consensual?
I wouldn't. my mother wants nothing to do with him. He abuses everyone (mentally and much closer to physically) in this family when she says no
she cant even say no, actually. she has to make up excuses bc she is scared of what will happen. this is not normal or healthy.
-my father yells (for multiple minutes) at me everyday, most of the time its over small things, such as having my phones volume over 5, while hes blasting his music in the car no matter how many times i say its too loud and ask him to turn it down. sometimes he turns it up.
-he ignores everyones emotions just so he can be happy.
-one time, i asked him to put the two turtles in a certain area so they could sunbathe, and he simply left my message on read the whole time i was at school. he infact did not do what i requested. normally you could say im spoiled, but these are REAL LIVE ANIMALS that enjoy sunbathing, and its very easy to just bring them out. I was gone from home for over 9 hours, and he completely ignored them.
-when he hits me 'lightly' its not lightly. it actually hurts. i tell him it hurts, he just annoyingly denies it and starts yelling at me if i dont 'deal with it.'
he has threatened to punch my brother before, and he has kicked my brother out of the house for 1-3 hours, because of his reactions with the mental illness. (which my dad triggers on purpose most of the time.)
theres so much more, but i cant seem to remeber right now. Please give me advice on how to get a fair divorce for my mom, (she gets full custody of everyone).