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Inconsiderate or overthinking?
2023.06.03 12:35 TrickOk2137 Inconsiderate or overthinking?
I know this is trivial in comparison to a lot of the posts on here but I’m kinda trippin about it..
I’ve been working hard to better myself and get my family back together this past year. My ex and I split a little over a year ago. Things have been going well. Been hanging out as a family (with our two kids) a lot lately and been slowly rekindling the flame w my ex. Last weekend was her wknd w the kids, spent it with them and had a great time. Her and I got some alone time and that went well too, feeling like things are going in the right direction. My bday is in 2 weeks and we’re gonna spend the day together with the kids then go out just me and her at night.
This week was a rough week for her, kids have been sick and she hasn’t been sleeping or feeling well either. We live two hours away and I work as well so I feel helpless when this happens. She came up tonight after work and dropped the kids off. Normally I make the trip to pick them up on Fridays but my car is being fixed so she offered. She got here late and asked if she could stay the night because she has to be at work at 5am and wasn’t feeling good. I said of course. She got into my bed and I took care of the kids til bedtime.
Got into my room around 12, she said her neck was bothering her so I rubbed it for her til she fell asleep. I work graveyard so I don’t sleep at night.. so around 130 I went into my bathroom, shaved, showered, washed face while playing low music on my phone. I got out and she was wide awake saying I woke her up by doing all that. It’s a master bed/bath and the separation between the bathroom and bed is like a couple feet. I closed the door but still.. I apologized and she didn’t seem mad or come off angry she just said she needed to be up in 40 mins and decided to go to sleep in the living room.
Like I said I apologized and idk what else I can do.. I didn’t think id be loud enough to wake her but I feel like it was very inconsiderate af for me to do that knowing she had to be up in a few hours and hasn’t slept or been feeling well. I know she’s a light sleeper too, so idk what I was thinking. I feel like I just fucked up all the progress Ive made. Am I overthinking?
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I’ve been working hard to better myself and get my family back together this past year. My ex and I split a little over a year ago. Things have been going well. Been hanging out as a family (with our two kids) a lot lately and been slowly rekindling the flame w my ex. Last weekend was her wknd w the kids, spent it with them and had a great time. Her and I got some alone time and that went well too, feeling like things are going in the right direction. My bday is in 2 weeks and we’re gonna spend the day together with the kids then go out just me and her at night.
This week was a rough week for her, kids have been sick and she hasn’t been sleeping or feeling well either. We live two hours away and I work as well so I feel helpless when this happens. She came up tonight after work and dropped the kids off. Normally I make the trip to pick them up on Fridays but my car is being fixed so she offered. She got here late and asked if she could stay the night because she has to be at work at 5am and wasn’t feeling good. I said of course. She got into my bed and I took care of the kids til bedtime.
Got into my room around 12, she said her neck was bothering her so I rubbed it for her til she fell asleep. I work graveyard so I don’t sleep at night.. so around 130 I went into my bathroom, shaved, showered, washed face while playing low music on my phone. I got out and she was wide awake saying I woke her up by doing all that. It’s a master bed/bath and the separation between the bathroom and bed is like a couple feet. I closed the door but still.. I apologized and she didn’t seem mad or come off angry she just said she needed to be up in 40 mins and decided to go to sleep in the living room.
Like I said I apologized and idk what else I can do.. I didn’t think id be loud enough to wake her but I feel like it was very inconsiderate af for me to do that knowing she had to be up in a few hours and hasn’t slept or been feeling well. I know she’s a light sleeper too, so idk what I was thinking. I feel like I just fucked up all the progress Ive made. Am I overthinking?
2023.06.03 12:25 callme_al90 My night shift nightmare
I work in hospitality, a very popular chain company here at the UK, I won't mention the name, but I can honestly say, it's the best job I've ever had, I didn't think I would enjoy a job so much especially working the night shifts. When I was being interviewed, everything was sounding amazing until they mentioned I would be working completely alone, I have to admit that made my heart skip a beat and I almost refused the job. But honestly accepting the job was the best thing I ever did and being there for nearly 2 years has proven that, I still can't believe I work there. The staff are amazing, the guests are 99.9% pleasant and overall I'm very happy.
But of course, where there's good, there is bad. Sure I've dealt with awkard guests, guests who came back drunk after a night out, I even had to kick out a few guests because they were being way too loud and disturbing other guests sleeping. So it's not all sun shine and roses I admit but that doesn't put me off my job. Until one night where a guest made me question that very thing.
It happened a few weeks ago, I arrived at my normal time to take over from evening staff, the duty manager that was working took me to one side and gave me the run down on what happened to her and the staff that evening during dinner service. According to her, the 2 guests (a man and a woman) who is staying in room 1 was acting very strange, apparently they stepped out to have a cigarette but the guy was disturbing the guests who was eating dinner, by slamming his entire body against the windows that looked into the restaurant, shouting profanities, and making rude hand gestures. He then disappeared for a few minutes then came back with a fire extinguisher that he got from our bin shed. Whilst all this was happening, the duty manager stepped out and gave him a warning and told him if they disturb any more guests or attempts to destroy the hotel property again, they'll be out. Apparently the guy made some empty threatening remarks then disappeared back into his room with his lady friend.
The duty manager assured me that it's highly doubtful that the strange couple will come out of their room for the rest of the night and that everything should be ok. Oh how wrong she was.
After the duty manger and front of house staff left at around 11.15pm, i locked the doors and grabbed my panic button, something that the manager insists us night shift workers wear as a precaution, and although I never had to use it, I'm very glad I wore it that night. I knuckled down and got on with my duties, cleaning, setting up continental breakfast, emptying rubbish bags, counting the till, restocking juices and defrosting pancakes, crumpets and muffins. Little but necessary jobs. At around 1.30am I just finished mopping and getting ready to sit down to take a little break with some snacks and scroll through my phone in the restaurant area, I was just about to take a bite when all of a sudden I heard the hotel door open. It was the couple from room 1, making their way outside to have another cigarette. Going by what the duty manager told me about the guy I didn't feel at all safe being alone in the open, so I gathered all my things and made my way to the office where I could lock myself in a keep an eye on them on the CCTV monitor.
Some time went by, and the lady made her way back in, and she did not look at all well, she was walking so slowly, like she was in pain, swaying while she walked, stopping every few steps, but she managed to get back into her room from what I can see on the monitors. The guy how ever was not at all in a rush to go back to the room. He made his way back in the hotel with his key card and decided he was going to explore the restaurant area, ok nothing alarming, at first i thought he was looking for me, and I almost opened the door to let him know I was there, until I looked up at the monitor and there he was standing on a table and dancing, now I know that doesn't sound at all threatening but you have to admit, very strange behaviour. So instead of opening the door, I decided to observe him for a while and for the next hour or so, his behaviour went from strange, to damn right disturbing.
As I said he started off by just dancing on a table, then danced around the restaurant area, then made his way to the lobby area where he decided to stand very still like a statue, then a few seconds later, move position, then stand still again. Again not very threatening, in fact I was giggling a little just watching him doing what ever the heck he was doing. But the worse was yet to come.
At around 2.45am the guy was still acting strange, he was constantly going in and out of the hotel, dancing some more and jumping around. Then he decided it would be a good idea to take the condiment tray, take a seat on the chair behind the desk and start drinking the ketchup and brown sauce. Ok, now his behaviour has gone from strange, to a bit concerning. I was not about to open the office and tell him he needs to stop what he's doing and go back to his room, being a lone female worker I wasn't about to put myself in any danger, but I wasn't in enough danger to call anybody so again, I just watched him. As time went on his behaviour slowly went from concerning to disgusting.
Around 3.25am after he finished drinking the condiments, he got up and took his shirt off and wiped away the sauce that was around his mouth, he then draped his shirt over the desk chair walked around a little bit until he came to a complete stop and slowly turned his head towards the office door. Now I'm scared, the way he slowly walked towards the office door, the way he made direct eye contact at the camera as if to say, "I know you're in there watching me" he pressed his body against the office door and started kissing it whilst making direct eye contact with the camera, he then started putting his hand down his shorts and yes he was doing exactly what you're thinking. I felt sick, my whole body broke into a kind of frozen mode, like I couldn't believe what I was looking at but I knew I had to do something and fast.
So I pressed my panic button and called the police, I wanted him gone, time was passing fast and pretty soon breakfast service would be starting and I didn't want any other guests to be in danger. As I was on the phone to the police I spoke in a kind of whisper talk, so the guy right outside the door couldn't hear me, I told the dispatcher everything and of course they sent a call out for officers to come to the hotel to see the situation. It was just before 4am when the police officers arrived, and the guy was still in the lobby area but not doing what he was doing before. Instead in a very dramatic way he went down on his knees and yelled "not me, not me" I made my way out of the office, feeling safer that the police were there and whilst he was still on his knees with his hands above his head I told one officer everything that I told dispatch. The officers tried to communicate with him that him and his lady friend needs to leave the premises, there was a language barrier I think the guy was polish he kept saying "not me" or " I no go"
One officer asked to be let into his room to check on the lady friend, as soon as I opened the door, we were hit with the most foulest of smells ever, it smelt like urine and feaces, bottle of beer scattered everywhere, hard drugs on the bedroom desk. The lady friend was sat up naked on the bed that was drenched with urine and alcohol. I never seen anything like it.
After much argueing and alot more police officers arriving with a riot van. The guy was arrested and was put into the back of the van. A relative arrived just before 6.15 am to collect the lady. They couldn't be more apologetic, trying to explain to me that both of them had mental issues and have been missing for days. I tried to be understanding, I really did, but after what I saw, at that moment I just wanted them gone.
By 6.45am the police and the couple were gone. And the day manager arrived. I told them everything and showed them what had happened on the cctv. They gave me a big hug and praised me for how I treated the situation, but all I wanted to do was go home and take a long hot shower and go to bed. I was exhausted.
It's been a few weeks and I was told the guy was charged for indesent exposure and the lady is staying with a relative. I really do hope that both of them get the help they desperately need. As for me, I'm still working there, I'm not about to let one major incident make me leave a job I love. But what it has taught me, is to always, always trust your gut, if I didn't run to the office when I did, god knows what would of happened to me.
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But of course, where there's good, there is bad. Sure I've dealt with awkard guests, guests who came back drunk after a night out, I even had to kick out a few guests because they were being way too loud and disturbing other guests sleeping. So it's not all sun shine and roses I admit but that doesn't put me off my job. Until one night where a guest made me question that very thing.
It happened a few weeks ago, I arrived at my normal time to take over from evening staff, the duty manager that was working took me to one side and gave me the run down on what happened to her and the staff that evening during dinner service. According to her, the 2 guests (a man and a woman) who is staying in room 1 was acting very strange, apparently they stepped out to have a cigarette but the guy was disturbing the guests who was eating dinner, by slamming his entire body against the windows that looked into the restaurant, shouting profanities, and making rude hand gestures. He then disappeared for a few minutes then came back with a fire extinguisher that he got from our bin shed. Whilst all this was happening, the duty manager stepped out and gave him a warning and told him if they disturb any more guests or attempts to destroy the hotel property again, they'll be out. Apparently the guy made some empty threatening remarks then disappeared back into his room with his lady friend.
The duty manager assured me that it's highly doubtful that the strange couple will come out of their room for the rest of the night and that everything should be ok. Oh how wrong she was.
After the duty manger and front of house staff left at around 11.15pm, i locked the doors and grabbed my panic button, something that the manager insists us night shift workers wear as a precaution, and although I never had to use it, I'm very glad I wore it that night. I knuckled down and got on with my duties, cleaning, setting up continental breakfast, emptying rubbish bags, counting the till, restocking juices and defrosting pancakes, crumpets and muffins. Little but necessary jobs. At around 1.30am I just finished mopping and getting ready to sit down to take a little break with some snacks and scroll through my phone in the restaurant area, I was just about to take a bite when all of a sudden I heard the hotel door open. It was the couple from room 1, making their way outside to have another cigarette. Going by what the duty manager told me about the guy I didn't feel at all safe being alone in the open, so I gathered all my things and made my way to the office where I could lock myself in a keep an eye on them on the CCTV monitor.
Some time went by, and the lady made her way back in, and she did not look at all well, she was walking so slowly, like she was in pain, swaying while she walked, stopping every few steps, but she managed to get back into her room from what I can see on the monitors. The guy how ever was not at all in a rush to go back to the room. He made his way back in the hotel with his key card and decided he was going to explore the restaurant area, ok nothing alarming, at first i thought he was looking for me, and I almost opened the door to let him know I was there, until I looked up at the monitor and there he was standing on a table and dancing, now I know that doesn't sound at all threatening but you have to admit, very strange behaviour. So instead of opening the door, I decided to observe him for a while and for the next hour or so, his behaviour went from strange, to damn right disturbing.
As I said he started off by just dancing on a table, then danced around the restaurant area, then made his way to the lobby area where he decided to stand very still like a statue, then a few seconds later, move position, then stand still again. Again not very threatening, in fact I was giggling a little just watching him doing what ever the heck he was doing. But the worse was yet to come.
At around 2.45am the guy was still acting strange, he was constantly going in and out of the hotel, dancing some more and jumping around. Then he decided it would be a good idea to take the condiment tray, take a seat on the chair behind the desk and start drinking the ketchup and brown sauce. Ok, now his behaviour has gone from strange, to a bit concerning. I was not about to open the office and tell him he needs to stop what he's doing and go back to his room, being a lone female worker I wasn't about to put myself in any danger, but I wasn't in enough danger to call anybody so again, I just watched him. As time went on his behaviour slowly went from concerning to disgusting.
Around 3.25am after he finished drinking the condiments, he got up and took his shirt off and wiped away the sauce that was around his mouth, he then draped his shirt over the desk chair walked around a little bit until he came to a complete stop and slowly turned his head towards the office door. Now I'm scared, the way he slowly walked towards the office door, the way he made direct eye contact at the camera as if to say, "I know you're in there watching me" he pressed his body against the office door and started kissing it whilst making direct eye contact with the camera, he then started putting his hand down his shorts and yes he was doing exactly what you're thinking. I felt sick, my whole body broke into a kind of frozen mode, like I couldn't believe what I was looking at but I knew I had to do something and fast.
So I pressed my panic button and called the police, I wanted him gone, time was passing fast and pretty soon breakfast service would be starting and I didn't want any other guests to be in danger. As I was on the phone to the police I spoke in a kind of whisper talk, so the guy right outside the door couldn't hear me, I told the dispatcher everything and of course they sent a call out for officers to come to the hotel to see the situation. It was just before 4am when the police officers arrived, and the guy was still in the lobby area but not doing what he was doing before. Instead in a very dramatic way he went down on his knees and yelled "not me, not me" I made my way out of the office, feeling safer that the police were there and whilst he was still on his knees with his hands above his head I told one officer everything that I told dispatch. The officers tried to communicate with him that him and his lady friend needs to leave the premises, there was a language barrier I think the guy was polish he kept saying "not me" or " I no go"
One officer asked to be let into his room to check on the lady friend, as soon as I opened the door, we were hit with the most foulest of smells ever, it smelt like urine and feaces, bottle of beer scattered everywhere, hard drugs on the bedroom desk. The lady friend was sat up naked on the bed that was drenched with urine and alcohol. I never seen anything like it.
After much argueing and alot more police officers arriving with a riot van. The guy was arrested and was put into the back of the van. A relative arrived just before 6.15 am to collect the lady. They couldn't be more apologetic, trying to explain to me that both of them had mental issues and have been missing for days. I tried to be understanding, I really did, but after what I saw, at that moment I just wanted them gone.
By 6.45am the police and the couple were gone. And the day manager arrived. I told them everything and showed them what had happened on the cctv. They gave me a big hug and praised me for how I treated the situation, but all I wanted to do was go home and take a long hot shower and go to bed. I was exhausted.
It's been a few weeks and I was told the guy was charged for indesent exposure and the lady is staying with a relative. I really do hope that both of them get the help they desperately need. As for me, I'm still working there, I'm not about to let one major incident make me leave a job I love. But what it has taught me, is to always, always trust your gut, if I didn't run to the office when I did, god knows what would of happened to me.
2023.06.03 12:24 aoililuv TIFU by trusting my dog
For context: I live on a hobby horse farm, and have two Australian Shepherds. One is a puppy and always getting into trouble, the other is 4 years old and very trustworthy. I'll call the puppy P and the older one W for the sake of this story. We are rural enough that I can let them outside with light monitoring, but they are usually inside unless out with me.
This weekend we have a family member's wedding with a lot to do, so I have been exhausted. I normally do evening farm chores before dark, but fell asleep and didn't wake back up to get them done until 4 am. Both dogs always come with me to do my farm chores, and today was no exception. Except, I noticed about halfway through chores that both the older dog and younger were missing. P likes to go lay back up by the house so I easily dismissed that part, W usually stays right with me though. I heard my ducks in the background making noise, and W likes to walk behind them and slowly herd them around the yard, so I thought it likely that's what she was doing. I called them both to come back to me and neither one responded. Being four am, I just quickly finished my chores and walked back towards the house. I trusted that my dogs, specifically W, would not be doing anything wrong, especially if she heard me calling her. They both saw me walk up and came running back from the neighbor's field adjacent my house, and I didn't think anything of it. I hopped in the shower and walked out to go to bed.
Bright red vomit. Everywhere. Over everything: their new beds, their fancy cages. Where it wasn't bright red it was black sludge. I panicked and got a closer look. It was moving. So. Much. Movement. There were maggots in both types of vomit. Not just a few, but enough to make it look like an optical illusion. I cannot get the smell out of my nose. It is so strong throughout the house. I used an entire roll of paper towels. As far as I can tell, the dogs ate a fawn that must've been caught by the neighbors tractor when cutting hay about two days ago. And their stomachs did not like the large quantity of maggots involved. Now I get to find somebody to monitor them while I'm gone at the wedding tomorrow, unless I see any more concerning symptoms before then. I will also be scrolling through eye bleach and trying to not feel like I have those little bugs all over myself.
TLDR; Trusted my dogs to not get into trouble when unsupervised, they ate a dead animal and threw up maggots and entrails all over my house
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This weekend we have a family member's wedding with a lot to do, so I have been exhausted. I normally do evening farm chores before dark, but fell asleep and didn't wake back up to get them done until 4 am. Both dogs always come with me to do my farm chores, and today was no exception. Except, I noticed about halfway through chores that both the older dog and younger were missing. P likes to go lay back up by the house so I easily dismissed that part, W usually stays right with me though. I heard my ducks in the background making noise, and W likes to walk behind them and slowly herd them around the yard, so I thought it likely that's what she was doing. I called them both to come back to me and neither one responded. Being four am, I just quickly finished my chores and walked back towards the house. I trusted that my dogs, specifically W, would not be doing anything wrong, especially if she heard me calling her. They both saw me walk up and came running back from the neighbor's field adjacent my house, and I didn't think anything of it. I hopped in the shower and walked out to go to bed.
Bright red vomit. Everywhere. Over everything: their new beds, their fancy cages. Where it wasn't bright red it was black sludge. I panicked and got a closer look. It was moving. So. Much. Movement. There were maggots in both types of vomit. Not just a few, but enough to make it look like an optical illusion. I cannot get the smell out of my nose. It is so strong throughout the house. I used an entire roll of paper towels. As far as I can tell, the dogs ate a fawn that must've been caught by the neighbors tractor when cutting hay about two days ago. And their stomachs did not like the large quantity of maggots involved. Now I get to find somebody to monitor them while I'm gone at the wedding tomorrow, unless I see any more concerning symptoms before then. I will also be scrolling through eye bleach and trying to not feel like I have those little bugs all over myself.
TLDR; Trusted my dogs to not get into trouble when unsupervised, they ate a dead animal and threw up maggots and entrails all over my house
2023.06.03 12:22 OkReflection55 Final update and goodbye to this wonderful support group (in the best way possible) x
Well, I guess this is my final update before I delete my throwaway and go back to my normal shitposting. Before I give the final update I just want to express how invaluable this community has been. We are a diverse set of people who are caught in a very unique situation. It’s been some time since “D-day” and since I questioned every moral and ethical value I have. I am pleased to say that I now have a boyfriend out of this situation. A boyfriend that I can talk to and see whenever I want. A boyfriend that has acknowledged his faults in his previous marriage and is dealing with the consequences of the divorce proceedings. He has been wonderful and respected my decision to remain distanced from his marriage/financial/custody battle. I’ve made him “date me from scratch” and we are getting to know each other on an entirely new level. We even had a fight! I know that might sound like a strange thing to be excited about but it’s really not. He is starting to experience me 24/7 and get the “real me”. Not the beautiful, curated mistress that greets him at the door. I’m not saying this will work, it may very well not, but I’m excited at the prospect of giving this an authentic crack. I’m so reassured to know that my feelings were in fact mutual, and not a fantasy. Thank you again to this community. You’ve given me so much strength xxx
Interim update: Well, after some NC and wonderful advice from my reddit family - we have gone legit! They have both engaged lawyers to start the divorce proceedings and divide the assets etc. They have done an intake for family mediation for custody arrangements. We have a wonderful dinner date booked for Friday and he is coming to spend the weekend (without secrecy!). Turns out all of my “very real” feelings were in fact real. He even told his family and they have cut him off and he is accepting of the consequences of his decisions. I’m still making him work for it. He needs to “date me” as a single man. I will update you all in a month or so. I’m very aware of what I am taking on and so is he. We are ready to give it a go. Thank you for the support x
Original post: It’s happened! DDay has arrived. Advice greatly appreciated.
He (34M) and I (30F) originally met at work approximately four years ago. I was attracted to him instantly and the feeling was certainly mutual. However I quickly found out he had a wife and three kids. Due to this, I wrote him off as a dating prospect. The thought of being the OW went against every moral fibre in my body. I have worked tirelessly to establish a successful career so I was also very conscious of the risk of workplace relationships in general. We slowly got to know each other over a year as just friends. We worked within different teams so whole-of-office work events was when we really got to know each other. One day we had work drinks and we shared a secret kiss. Oh. My. God. The sparks! Everything was so intense.
I have never been the OW before and the intensity of our connection terrified me so I ghosted him after that, unless it was work related, for around two years. Early this year, at another work event, we finally admitted our feelings. He was in the process of changing jobs so the workplace concerns were somewhat eased for me. He ended up lying to his wife about work meetings to come see me at my home 1-2 days a week. We went to concerts and bars together and we even had managed to go away for weekends. I had the most phenomenal, sensual and beautiful 5-6 months of my life. We would both frequently comment about how intense our connection was sexually and emotionally. We would have incredibly deep, raw conversations and absolutely incredible sex. We both became each others “go-to” for everything. He was extremely open about his family life and deteriorating marriage. I also respected that he never spoke poorly about his wife despite the relationship issues.
A few weeks ago he told me that his wife had discovered some messages between us when using his laptop. We decided to limit contact for a bit but she continued to deep dive (which I totally understand - I would as well). Well, she found all of our photos, videos, bank statements and emails about week ago. The fallout from this has been horrendous. She has attempted to contact me on social media (now deactivated) and told colleagues in my workplace of the affair. She has also told his entire family. On the day it happened he called me to tell me and said that we would have to end things so he could work on the marriage. I was very understanding and thanked him for our wonderful memories. He then reached out again shortly after saying that he couldn’t stand not having me in his life and retracted his wishes to end us. I didn’t agree or disagree. I just said that he needs to go sort his life out at home and we can discuss it later.
As of last night he has returned to their home after staying with his brother to discuss everything. While he is there he is basically on lockdown. We can’t communicate at all. He has acknowledged that he has an incredibly difficult decision to make and I have reassured him that if he needs to completely end our relationship I won’t be angry or upset but I will not continue to have him in my life as a friend. I wouldn’t be able to handle that. He was sad but understanding. I asked that he advise me as soon as possible of the decision so I am not just waiting around. Should I proactively set a timeframe within myself? How long is a fair time to wait? I’m so lost and need to prioritise myself and my happiness as well.
I’ve really tried to be as calm and as reassuring as possible for him as I want his decision to be carefully considered with minimal pressure or influence from me. What he doesn’t see is the devastated mess I am right now. The thought of not having him in my life makes me feel physically sick. I’m scared that if he chooses his wife I will be alone trying to recreate that connection with other people. Not being able to call or text him before bed is destroying me. I slept on the couch last night because the thought of going to bed without a call from him was heartbreaking. I even cried before because I saw his toothbrush when I got out of the shower (lame). I’ve opened up to a few trusting friends about the situation and they have been amazing but I don’t think they truly understand the confusion, pain and frustration.
This is such a unique situation and I am so glad I have found this group ❤️
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Interim update: Well, after some NC and wonderful advice from my reddit family - we have gone legit! They have both engaged lawyers to start the divorce proceedings and divide the assets etc. They have done an intake for family mediation for custody arrangements. We have a wonderful dinner date booked for Friday and he is coming to spend the weekend (without secrecy!). Turns out all of my “very real” feelings were in fact real. He even told his family and they have cut him off and he is accepting of the consequences of his decisions. I’m still making him work for it. He needs to “date me” as a single man. I will update you all in a month or so. I’m very aware of what I am taking on and so is he. We are ready to give it a go. Thank you for the support x
Original post: It’s happened! DDay has arrived. Advice greatly appreciated.
He (34M) and I (30F) originally met at work approximately four years ago. I was attracted to him instantly and the feeling was certainly mutual. However I quickly found out he had a wife and three kids. Due to this, I wrote him off as a dating prospect. The thought of being the OW went against every moral fibre in my body. I have worked tirelessly to establish a successful career so I was also very conscious of the risk of workplace relationships in general. We slowly got to know each other over a year as just friends. We worked within different teams so whole-of-office work events was when we really got to know each other. One day we had work drinks and we shared a secret kiss. Oh. My. God. The sparks! Everything was so intense.
I have never been the OW before and the intensity of our connection terrified me so I ghosted him after that, unless it was work related, for around two years. Early this year, at another work event, we finally admitted our feelings. He was in the process of changing jobs so the workplace concerns were somewhat eased for me. He ended up lying to his wife about work meetings to come see me at my home 1-2 days a week. We went to concerts and bars together and we even had managed to go away for weekends. I had the most phenomenal, sensual and beautiful 5-6 months of my life. We would both frequently comment about how intense our connection was sexually and emotionally. We would have incredibly deep, raw conversations and absolutely incredible sex. We both became each others “go-to” for everything. He was extremely open about his family life and deteriorating marriage. I also respected that he never spoke poorly about his wife despite the relationship issues.
A few weeks ago he told me that his wife had discovered some messages between us when using his laptop. We decided to limit contact for a bit but she continued to deep dive (which I totally understand - I would as well). Well, she found all of our photos, videos, bank statements and emails about week ago. The fallout from this has been horrendous. She has attempted to contact me on social media (now deactivated) and told colleagues in my workplace of the affair. She has also told his entire family. On the day it happened he called me to tell me and said that we would have to end things so he could work on the marriage. I was very understanding and thanked him for our wonderful memories. He then reached out again shortly after saying that he couldn’t stand not having me in his life and retracted his wishes to end us. I didn’t agree or disagree. I just said that he needs to go sort his life out at home and we can discuss it later.
As of last night he has returned to their home after staying with his brother to discuss everything. While he is there he is basically on lockdown. We can’t communicate at all. He has acknowledged that he has an incredibly difficult decision to make and I have reassured him that if he needs to completely end our relationship I won’t be angry or upset but I will not continue to have him in my life as a friend. I wouldn’t be able to handle that. He was sad but understanding. I asked that he advise me as soon as possible of the decision so I am not just waiting around. Should I proactively set a timeframe within myself? How long is a fair time to wait? I’m so lost and need to prioritise myself and my happiness as well.
I’ve really tried to be as calm and as reassuring as possible for him as I want his decision to be carefully considered with minimal pressure or influence from me. What he doesn’t see is the devastated mess I am right now. The thought of not having him in my life makes me feel physically sick. I’m scared that if he chooses his wife I will be alone trying to recreate that connection with other people. Not being able to call or text him before bed is destroying me. I slept on the couch last night because the thought of going to bed without a call from him was heartbreaking. I even cried before because I saw his toothbrush when I got out of the shower (lame). I’ve opened up to a few trusting friends about the situation and they have been amazing but I don’t think they truly understand the confusion, pain and frustration.
This is such a unique situation and I am so glad I have found this group ❤️
2023.06.03 12:02 BerghAnon Klubnacht 3/4 June 2023 - Queue live updates, pre/post event discussion, reviews and reports
Line-up is here.
Doors open Sat 23:59. Friday night's wristband isn't valid for Klubnacht. Klubnacht entry 25€. Guestlist (GL) queue runs along face of building, right side of main queue. Abendkasse (ticket desk) closes when the last DJ set starts. Afterwards, no more fresh entries, re-entry at bouncer discretion and only possible if you already paid 5€ for a re-entry sticker when Abendkasse was open. Music presumed to stop around 08:00 Monday. Bouncer shift changes around 08:00 and 18:00.
Please post your live updates from the Klubnacht queue. Don't underestimate the usefulness of your feedback. Queue can be unpredictable; can grow from 0 to past kiosk within 30 mins. Once you're inside, please continue to help our little community by reporting the queue you see from the Pano/Bh toilet windows or looking out from the Garderobe through the entry door.
For many people, knowing which bouncers are working can be just as important as the queue length and movement updates. Please keep those bouncer updates rolling in even if the queue is short and especially if you notice the bouncers have changed since the last update in the thread.
Q Info that's useful:
- where the queue extends to (snake, concrete blocks, magic cube, kiosk, 20m behind kiosk, Wriezener Karree, Metro sign (bitte nein!!).
- time you started queuing
- speed of queue movement
- total queuing time before reaching the front (start time, end time + reminder of where the queue extended to when you started)
- how many bag check stations are in operation in the security check room
- which bouncers are working. Other than Sven and Mischa, please no real names. Only physical descriptions (Beard, Neck tattoo, Tunnel earring, hat with long sideburns) and references to if they're the regular crew for that time of day/night. Celebrity lookalike nicknames are also acceptable: Norman Nodge, German Vin Diesel (Matrix), Ryan Gosling in his green bomber jacket, "Slim" James Franco with mustache, Ellen, Slick etc. Try to be more descriptive than "bouncers who I didn't recognize". Its more about describing the person than their clothing, unless you happen to know that they wear the same distinctive item every week.
Watch your drinks and please take care of each other.
Thanks for your help, viel Spaß & Slava Ukraini! 🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦
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Doors open Sat 23:59. Friday night's wristband isn't valid for Klubnacht. Klubnacht entry 25€. Guestlist (GL) queue runs along face of building, right side of main queue. Abendkasse (ticket desk) closes when the last DJ set starts. Afterwards, no more fresh entries, re-entry at bouncer discretion and only possible if you already paid 5€ for a re-entry sticker when Abendkasse was open. Music presumed to stop around 08:00 Monday. Bouncer shift changes around 08:00 and 18:00.
Please post your live updates from the Klubnacht queue. Don't underestimate the usefulness of your feedback. Queue can be unpredictable; can grow from 0 to past kiosk within 30 mins. Once you're inside, please continue to help our little community by reporting the queue you see from the Pano/Bh toilet windows or looking out from the Garderobe through the entry door.
For many people, knowing which bouncers are working can be just as important as the queue length and movement updates. Please keep those bouncer updates rolling in even if the queue is short and especially if you notice the bouncers have changed since the last update in the thread.
Q Info that's useful:
- where the queue extends to (snake, concrete blocks, magic cube, kiosk, 20m behind kiosk, Wriezener Karree, Metro sign (bitte nein!!).
- time you started queuing
- speed of queue movement
- total queuing time before reaching the front (start time, end time + reminder of where the queue extended to when you started)
- how many bag check stations are in operation in the security check room
- which bouncers are working. Other than Sven and Mischa, please no real names. Only physical descriptions (Beard, Neck tattoo, Tunnel earring, hat with long sideburns) and references to if they're the regular crew for that time of day/night. Celebrity lookalike nicknames are also acceptable: Norman Nodge, German Vin Diesel (Matrix), Ryan Gosling in his green bomber jacket, "Slim" James Franco with mustache, Ellen, Slick etc. Try to be more descriptive than "bouncers who I didn't recognize". Its more about describing the person than their clothing, unless you happen to know that they wear the same distinctive item every week.
Watch your drinks and please take care of each other.
Thanks for your help, viel Spaß & Slava Ukraini! 🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦
2023.06.03 11:59 CharacterKing3720 I need advice about the finish of the roll top door after I fixed it. Here is the whole story https://www.reddit.com/r/furniturerestoration/comments/13u3od1/need_advice_about_finish/
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2023.06.03 10:50 Illustrious-Oil4293 Continuation of the story.
Hey guys. Here is a continuation of what I was writing. Sorry for the formatting, just typing it out in my notes and copy and pasting here.
Our story begins with our friend Jackie Chan and soon to be an unknowingly hero of the people as he journeys through a Bavarian jungle towing with him a group of people, a scholar and exhibitionists who would seek out a treasure to gain fame and attention from the world, either in academia or media attention, to announce to the world and peers that they broke through the many traps that the castle says to contain. Trudging through this weary jungle comes along the castle they seek, our friend Jackie, a lean individual, unassuming and gentle hearted who is deceptively athletic and studies and practices martial arts, continues his journey into the castle. "The mad king Ludwig would invite many guest into the castle but would fall victim to many of its deadly traps" says the scholar "Rude..." an exhibitionist joins in saying. "That's why his name was not Lovable Ludwig or good neighbor of Bavaria - Huh, stand back..." says Jackie. Jackie stops dead in his tracks with his group to follow, well enough light pours into the castle that would lead unbeknownst treasure seekers to rummage the castle recklessly to fall victim to its many traps, with nothing a stir and everything quiet, Jackie finds this to be too eerie and finds in their way a wire, though invisible to those who enter the castle, not invisible to Jackie as his fine tuned senses crafted by his self-discipline and with a sensible sharp mind are at work, lowers himself with aerosol can in hand and makes visible the invisible wire. "What are the odds that these traps still-..." remarks one of the men. Jackie motions over to the exhibitionist and grabbed his hat to drop on the wire, suddenly two walls collide into each other this time only in succeeding in killing a hat. Loud clicking noises and rumblings of the walls suggest that the mechanism for the trap is resetting and moments later the two walls come apart leaving the invisible wire intact waiting for its next victim. The exhibitionist stares in disbelief by the sudden closing and opening wall of death and has his jaw left gaped opened by his astonishment that he nearly just died was closed by Jackie and motions forward leaving an air of unspoken reason that following Jackie's lead may keep them alive. Following hallways left and right leading to a room with pictographs and decorations of stone statues, against the far wall has a human skull that Jackie handles to find a handle that releases the door. Looks of triumph that he beat the castles traps and looks of shock and excitement on the group, Jackie has found the treasure room. As the door rises revealing the treasure room, light pours into the room and Jackie leads forward to light torches along the wall and once was a dimly lit room is now glowing brilliantly with gold, gold coins, golden assortments from goblets to swords, gems and expensive stones covering the floor and piled high. "Ludwig's lost treasure..." remarks the scholar. "I'm sure that the booty is booby-trapped so don't-...." begins Jackie to everyone. With blind enthusiasm, the would be still alive exhibitionist runs towards the treasure picking up a golden sword hilted in rubies, sapphires and emeralds, then the room and door begin to convulse violently, another trap! As quickly as the room begins to rumble and the door jerks downward threatening to close them inside, Jackie kicks up a spear into the air and with a spin through the air, kicks it toward the closing door jamming it open as Jackie shouts "Go! Go! Go!". Motioning everyone out, everyone in a panic stricken run, all begin towards the door until Jackie finds himself running into the door when the spear snaps finding himself alone as the group escaped. Moments later an arrow shoots across Jackie's face and launches himself backwards as arrows after arrows begin ejecting themselves from the walls that would kill any person or persons who gets this far; yelping out the words "bad day! bad day! bad day!" Staggering backwards and leaping into the air, above these arrows, ducking more, spinning mid jump over treasures, in a leap lands over a golden shield emblazoned with some chicken scratch, begins to deflect arrows left and right cornering Jackie. Jackie in danger of never being seen again, looks up, a hole in the wall, Jackie wall jumps into a sliding tunnel and in a panic places the shield under himself to ride the shield down the trail and finally bursting out of the castle and within view the group is spotted to have also exited the castle, with Jackie landing and coming to a stop on the shield sliding on the ground, "Snowboarding works better with snow" says Jackie, relieved for everyone to have made it out alive. From a distance, strange men observing Jackie with binoculars, the seemingly men to appear to be the leaders issuing an order to their men. "Follow him..." "Follow him..."
Jackie returns from his trip to Bavaria to his home in San Francisco. Jackie resides in his uncle's two story antique shop, "Uncle's Rare Finds". In his room we carry on as Jackie blow by blow, ebbs and flows, as he strikes a dummy. In his studio room for his training displays a number of photographs, taken at events or jobs he was hired on to take people on exhibitions, there in all his photographs is a man who never has trouble finding his smile in all of them either as a leader or competitor. Jackie with another day of training in, is summoned by his uncle with the clattering of a bell. Jackie's uncle is a fairly old man, in his signature bright yellow vest, glasses, gray standing hair and his garlic and mung bean smell, that originates by his consumption of garlic and mung beans that he always believes is good for you. From the second story calls out to his uncle, "What is it Uncle?". "Come, give Uncle a hug", Jackie jumps over the railing and effortlessly twist in mid air to land and give uncle a hug, SMACK, Jackie was just struck over the head by Uncle's strong fingers that he uses to scold. "Ow!" Jackie yelps. "You did not make coffee this morning, coffee is the only thing keeping Uncle's ancient heart beating, you want dead uncle? No? Then you make coffee" "Ok" replies Jackie "One more thing" uncle begins again, "You received phone call from the University, they want you to translate parchments" "Ok" replies Jackie "One more thing" Uncle continues before Jackie begins his work, Uncle examines the newly brought in golden shield, talking out loud with his thoughts of the ancient chicken scratch on the shield with an odd encrusted pewter center with a rooster emblazoned on it, "I cannot translate inscriptions, very old writing, I must reference my journals." "Ok" replies Jackie "One more thing" Uncle continues "This is Jade, your niece, she will live with you for a year? Ok?" Jackie with no second thought on his list of instructions from Uncle, "ok" Taken back, Jackie exclaims "I have a niece?" Now discovering the child in plain view by the entrance as she wears a scowl under her black hair that spikes downwards with her arms folded. Uncle explains, "Your cousin Shin's girl from Hong Kong, Jade is not behaving well there, doing poorly in school, your cousin thinks she will do better with you" "Nobody asked me" exclaims Jackie. "Did not want to bother you" Uncle coolly states, then sends Jackie to tackle his new instructions. Jackie nervously chuckles, "Hello, I am Jackie". Jade, stiff as a statue, continues her scowling and looks with contempt for being in this dibilated antique shop. "No English?" Jackie tries another greeting, "Ne Ho Ma-...." Three men enters the shop. Jackie welcomes the new customers and begins exercising his retail sales abilities, as Jackie also helps Uncle in his Rare Finds shop as a salesman. "You're Jackie Chan, the archeologist?" Asks one of the three men. "Oh, I dabble in the study of past civilizations" replies Jackie. "Well, we are aware that you recently dabbled a shield from a Bavarian Castle, our extremely wealthy employer is interested in purchasing the shield"
Jackie seeing this is not the regular customer Uncle's Rare Finds usually receives, wearing a 70's style white suit, all red blazing combed back slick hair and seems to be having trouble clearing his sinuses and seems a bit on edge. His two companions, just as unremarkable and out of the ordinary among usual customers, one quite tall and burly, sporting a wrinkled black jacket, red tie and white shirt with dress shoes that could do with some polishing, Jackie faintly smells alcohol from where he stood and the other, short but stands tall with his bright orange sunglasses and leather coat suggest he may kick you up side along the head at the wrong moment.
Jackie with great suspicions, "I'm sorry, I have already donated that piece to the university" "Really...?" The man in red and white nods to the others behind him to send a small message, pokes out his wild swinging hand and pokes out a finger to drive an antique to the floor but unable to shoot straight misses with a hurried "whoops", tries again, sending two antiques rolling to the floor! Jackie thoroughly shocked, dives across the floor coming to a roll right under the falling antiques and catches them on his back - the shorter of the men with a smirk on his face sends flying an antique, but in a flash Jackie sends off a cushion from a nearby seat, throwing the two in hand and with a bounce with the cushion, Jackie runs forward to catch all three antiques in a snap, antiques in hand, puts them down safely and takes a seat with a smile. Looks of horror and awestruck coves over the three, as well as Jade, whose left speechless of his Uncle's ability, just stood standing in place. "It would be in your family's best interest to undonate the shield, Mr. Chan... places hand over Jades head by this time tomorrow", the three exit without another word. Uncle walks in "did they buy anything?" "No" Jackie answers "You are a terrible salesman!" "Watch the girl and hide the shield" Jackie instructs. "Where am I going to hide a big shield? sputters on where did I put the shield?" Uncle continues on as Jackie exited to follow the men and unknown to Uncle, so did Jade.
Jackie exiting Uncle's Rare Finds finding the vehicle leaving, quick and light on his feet, leaps for the fire escape of the building, leaping gracefully and the mastery of his body to do so, clambers onto balconies and shop signs onto a roof catching up to the vehicle. Running along side the vehicle, Jackie peers in, the man in red and white is hunched over and takes a great deep inhale, crushed powder in forms of lines on a plate is visible to Jackie. The wrinkled out suit man is also clambering with something in hand, Jackie is catching up as the vehicle comes to a stop, running to the ledge, down gutter pipes, SNAP, the pipes snatch free from the wall sending Jackie down BANG. Wrinkled out suit man chokes on the contents of his flask and sputters, finding his breath and the man in red and white being seen hiding his plate and all three wordless, Jackie continues innocently, "That will buff right out" pointing at the ding he has caused as if it's the only problem there. Angry, the gas petal is floored with Jackie and gutter still on top, coming onto and off side walks sending people wildly running in all directions to come to a sudden stop at a fenced playground. The three exit to introduce themselves more physically to Jackie, launches themselves at him. Jackie pulls back from attack, dishes one of his own with the gutter sending them away, Jackie jumps and rolls into the sunroof of the window, the men, SLAMMED by the doors that Jackie kicks open, ejects himself from the vehicle, musters up his strength and leaps over the fench, rolls to a stop, sitting upright begins to mock the men, "Nya Nya!" The three men remain to be unknown to Jackie, had not even realized they were watching him in Bavaria nor did he know that they're extremely wealthy employer has equipped them with military grade electric rods, these men were The Enforcers. The Enforcers leap forward with their electrified rods, melting the fence and sending Jackie backwards. As agile Jackie is, he swerves, ducks, rotates and spins, comes to a semi truck and takes the windshield wipers with him, coming to a landing with a flourish of the wipers in a stance that says I'm ready. With a chuckle of the Enforcers, Tap! Tap! Jackie has struck two over the hands, disarming them and kicked another away. Running off to the still occupied playground, Jackie yells out "No more playtime, Go! Go!". Children running and the enforcers come around, on the right slow going, Jackie kicks a tether ball right around to the man in the wrinkled out suit face and almost lazily falls over. Jackie looks up and finds another lunging from a nearby jungle gym, Jackie kicks and with a loud CRACK, finding a broken nose "that's where I put my drugs!". The third, short yet strong, comes to spare with Jackie, jabbing in and out, showing signs that he learned martial arts is swept backwards onto a rocking horse and sits down dazed and defeated. The other two continues still, after Jackie, they are led to a swing set, "Oh hey! - what the --" Jackie has tangled them together in the swings, stuck together now Jackie jumps onto a jungle gym with continually readiness. "Wow!" Says one "Let's get out of here" says another. The enforcers make a run for it, watching them run, leaps down to discover Jade has followed him, taken aback, "Jade?" We have another man appear from behind and with a weapon that released a gas, renders Jackie unconscious.
"Now he's coming too" remarks the men inside the van Jackie finds himself in, is saying. Jackie opens his eyes, "Aaahhh! Agustus Black!" Jackie opens his eyes and finds a familiar face with the others left in confusion, "hmmm?" Jackie continues "What are you doing here? Ow, what am I doing here?" "I'm afraid its official business, Jackie. Replies Black. "Where have you been? I don't hear from you for six years, BOOM, you're in San Francisco saving me from those thugs" "Jackie, I knocked you out" explains Black. Jackie outraged, the van stops to a screech, Jackie exits. "Why did you do that?" Jackie continues. "Jackie--" Black beckons "I thought we were friends" "We are, Jackie." Replies Black. "I'm sorry but this location must be kept a secret. "Oh, yes, I can see this is some very special garbage, maybe I will see you in another six years" "Jackie--" Black stammers Excuse me, while I call a cab" "Jackie--" Black calls out. Jackie turns to a lone telephone booth amongst the garbage. Enters. Jackie dials, "Oh?" With a sudden jerk, the telephone booth is swallowed by the wall and in a rush Jackie screaming for dear life, the booth is fast tracked along a corridor to a halt and let's out a sigh of relief but without warning it drops. Screaming once again trying to keep himself centered, DING! the booth landed, doors open with Jackie plopping out. "Tried to warn you" Black states. "How did you get down here?" "The stairs... Follow me." "Jackie, Welcome to Section 13." Leading Jackie in, Black shows him around. "I thought you were with interpol" "Even with them I was shepherding this agency in secret" answers Black. "You're a spy?... are they spies too?" "Law Enforcement, Jackie, Elite Special Forces." "So why give me the big tour?" Asks Jackie. "We are aware you've recently acquired an artifact in Bavaria" explains Black. "Why does everyone know that?" Jackie continues, "You are the second one to ask about the shield today" "I was afraid of that" Black leads Jackie to a terminal. "Secrion 13 was founded to investigate large scale international crimes - crimes which often can be traced back to The Dark Hand, a criminal syndicate. The Dark Hand has connections to nearly all criminal activity and their leader is this man pulls up image of a man in striking white long blonde hair that is tied back in a nice Italian suit Valmont. Today you met his cronies that Valmont sends on personal errands around town. Finn, who is Irish and believes disco will never die, another only known as Ratso then there is Chow, as you seen, Chow has some martial arts training. The three known as the enforcers but won't think twice to push over an elderly lady if it meant completing their orders.
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Our story begins with our friend Jackie Chan and soon to be an unknowingly hero of the people as he journeys through a Bavarian jungle towing with him a group of people, a scholar and exhibitionists who would seek out a treasure to gain fame and attention from the world, either in academia or media attention, to announce to the world and peers that they broke through the many traps that the castle says to contain. Trudging through this weary jungle comes along the castle they seek, our friend Jackie, a lean individual, unassuming and gentle hearted who is deceptively athletic and studies and practices martial arts, continues his journey into the castle. "The mad king Ludwig would invite many guest into the castle but would fall victim to many of its deadly traps" says the scholar "Rude..." an exhibitionist joins in saying. "That's why his name was not Lovable Ludwig or good neighbor of Bavaria - Huh, stand back..." says Jackie. Jackie stops dead in his tracks with his group to follow, well enough light pours into the castle that would lead unbeknownst treasure seekers to rummage the castle recklessly to fall victim to its many traps, with nothing a stir and everything quiet, Jackie finds this to be too eerie and finds in their way a wire, though invisible to those who enter the castle, not invisible to Jackie as his fine tuned senses crafted by his self-discipline and with a sensible sharp mind are at work, lowers himself with aerosol can in hand and makes visible the invisible wire. "What are the odds that these traps still-..." remarks one of the men. Jackie motions over to the exhibitionist and grabbed his hat to drop on the wire, suddenly two walls collide into each other this time only in succeeding in killing a hat. Loud clicking noises and rumblings of the walls suggest that the mechanism for the trap is resetting and moments later the two walls come apart leaving the invisible wire intact waiting for its next victim. The exhibitionist stares in disbelief by the sudden closing and opening wall of death and has his jaw left gaped opened by his astonishment that he nearly just died was closed by Jackie and motions forward leaving an air of unspoken reason that following Jackie's lead may keep them alive. Following hallways left and right leading to a room with pictographs and decorations of stone statues, against the far wall has a human skull that Jackie handles to find a handle that releases the door. Looks of triumph that he beat the castles traps and looks of shock and excitement on the group, Jackie has found the treasure room. As the door rises revealing the treasure room, light pours into the room and Jackie leads forward to light torches along the wall and once was a dimly lit room is now glowing brilliantly with gold, gold coins, golden assortments from goblets to swords, gems and expensive stones covering the floor and piled high. "Ludwig's lost treasure..." remarks the scholar. "I'm sure that the booty is booby-trapped so don't-...." begins Jackie to everyone. With blind enthusiasm, the would be still alive exhibitionist runs towards the treasure picking up a golden sword hilted in rubies, sapphires and emeralds, then the room and door begin to convulse violently, another trap! As quickly as the room begins to rumble and the door jerks downward threatening to close them inside, Jackie kicks up a spear into the air and with a spin through the air, kicks it toward the closing door jamming it open as Jackie shouts "Go! Go! Go!". Motioning everyone out, everyone in a panic stricken run, all begin towards the door until Jackie finds himself running into the door when the spear snaps finding himself alone as the group escaped. Moments later an arrow shoots across Jackie's face and launches himself backwards as arrows after arrows begin ejecting themselves from the walls that would kill any person or persons who gets this far; yelping out the words "bad day! bad day! bad day!" Staggering backwards and leaping into the air, above these arrows, ducking more, spinning mid jump over treasures, in a leap lands over a golden shield emblazoned with some chicken scratch, begins to deflect arrows left and right cornering Jackie. Jackie in danger of never being seen again, looks up, a hole in the wall, Jackie wall jumps into a sliding tunnel and in a panic places the shield under himself to ride the shield down the trail and finally bursting out of the castle and within view the group is spotted to have also exited the castle, with Jackie landing and coming to a stop on the shield sliding on the ground, "Snowboarding works better with snow" says Jackie, relieved for everyone to have made it out alive. From a distance, strange men observing Jackie with binoculars, the seemingly men to appear to be the leaders issuing an order to their men. "Follow him..." "Follow him..."
Jackie seeing this is not the regular customer Uncle's Rare Finds usually receives, wearing a 70's style white suit, all red blazing combed back slick hair and seems to be having trouble clearing his sinuses and seems a bit on edge. His two companions, just as unremarkable and out of the ordinary among usual customers, one quite tall and burly, sporting a wrinkled black jacket, red tie and white shirt with dress shoes that could do with some polishing, Jackie faintly smells alcohol from where he stood and the other, short but stands tall with his bright orange sunglasses and leather coat suggest he may kick you up side along the head at the wrong moment.
Jackie with great suspicions, "I'm sorry, I have already donated that piece to the university" "Really...?" The man in red and white nods to the others behind him to send a small message, pokes out his wild swinging hand and pokes out a finger to drive an antique to the floor but unable to shoot straight misses with a hurried "whoops", tries again, sending two antiques rolling to the floor! Jackie thoroughly shocked, dives across the floor coming to a roll right under the falling antiques and catches them on his back - the shorter of the men with a smirk on his face sends flying an antique, but in a flash Jackie sends off a cushion from a nearby seat, throwing the two in hand and with a bounce with the cushion, Jackie runs forward to catch all three antiques in a snap, antiques in hand, puts them down safely and takes a seat with a smile. Looks of horror and awestruck coves over the three, as well as Jade, whose left speechless of his Uncle's ability, just stood standing in place. "It would be in your family's best interest to undonate the shield, Mr. Chan... places hand over Jades head by this time tomorrow", the three exit without another word. Uncle walks in "did they buy anything?" "No" Jackie answers "You are a terrible salesman!" "Watch the girl and hide the shield" Jackie instructs. "Where am I going to hide a big shield? sputters on where did I put the shield?" Uncle continues on as Jackie exited to follow the men and unknown to Uncle, so did Jade.
Jackie exiting Uncle's Rare Finds finding the vehicle leaving, quick and light on his feet, leaps for the fire escape of the building, leaping gracefully and the mastery of his body to do so, clambers onto balconies and shop signs onto a roof catching up to the vehicle. Running along side the vehicle, Jackie peers in, the man in red and white is hunched over and takes a great deep inhale, crushed powder in forms of lines on a plate is visible to Jackie. The wrinkled out suit man is also clambering with something in hand, Jackie is catching up as the vehicle comes to a stop, running to the ledge, down gutter pipes, SNAP, the pipes snatch free from the wall sending Jackie down BANG. Wrinkled out suit man chokes on the contents of his flask and sputters, finding his breath and the man in red and white being seen hiding his plate and all three wordless, Jackie continues innocently, "That will buff right out" pointing at the ding he has caused as if it's the only problem there. Angry, the gas petal is floored with Jackie and gutter still on top, coming onto and off side walks sending people wildly running in all directions to come to a sudden stop at a fenced playground. The three exit to introduce themselves more physically to Jackie, launches themselves at him. Jackie pulls back from attack, dishes one of his own with the gutter sending them away, Jackie jumps and rolls into the sunroof of the window, the men, SLAMMED by the doors that Jackie kicks open, ejects himself from the vehicle, musters up his strength and leaps over the fench, rolls to a stop, sitting upright begins to mock the men, "Nya Nya!" The three men remain to be unknown to Jackie, had not even realized they were watching him in Bavaria nor did he know that they're extremely wealthy employer has equipped them with military grade electric rods, these men were The Enforcers. The Enforcers leap forward with their electrified rods, melting the fence and sending Jackie backwards. As agile Jackie is, he swerves, ducks, rotates and spins, comes to a semi truck and takes the windshield wipers with him, coming to a landing with a flourish of the wipers in a stance that says I'm ready. With a chuckle of the Enforcers, Tap! Tap! Jackie has struck two over the hands, disarming them and kicked another away. Running off to the still occupied playground, Jackie yells out "No more playtime, Go! Go!". Children running and the enforcers come around, on the right slow going, Jackie kicks a tether ball right around to the man in the wrinkled out suit face and almost lazily falls over. Jackie looks up and finds another lunging from a nearby jungle gym, Jackie kicks and with a loud CRACK, finding a broken nose "that's where I put my drugs!". The third, short yet strong, comes to spare with Jackie, jabbing in and out, showing signs that he learned martial arts is swept backwards onto a rocking horse and sits down dazed and defeated. The other two continues still, after Jackie, they are led to a swing set, "Oh hey! - what the --" Jackie has tangled them together in the swings, stuck together now Jackie jumps onto a jungle gym with continually readiness. "Wow!" Says one "Let's get out of here" says another. The enforcers make a run for it, watching them run, leaps down to discover Jade has followed him, taken aback, "Jade?" We have another man appear from behind and with a weapon that released a gas, renders Jackie unconscious.
2023.06.03 10:42 nun_atoll When We Wake
Paul took care of Danny all the rest of the day Saturday, though he did tuck the kid into the cot in Mandy's room that night. On Sunday, when he woke, it was to the usual sounds of the day: Hallie downstairs, swearing and complaining her way through cooking a breakfast feast, Dave and Rip debating going to church or not, and in the background of it all, distant church bells.
Deciding he would sleep in until Hallie blew the bugle for breakfast — was that a normal part of anyone's Sunday if they weren't in, say, the army? — Paul burrowed his head a little under his pillow and drifted back off.
For a few moments.
Presently, a new sound, not unfamiliar but not entirely welcome, rose over the din of everything else. Groaning, Paul pulled the pillow a bit further over his head, hoping to drown out the sound of the baby just starting to wail down the hall.
It was Sunday. No one in the squat had work, except Daisy later tonight at that private club. Someone else would fetch the kid. Surely, someone would go and get him and calm him down or something.
Still burrowing, Paul counted 10 and waited. Nope. He counted 20, sighed, and let himself roll out of bed. Luckily, he landed on the little pile of blankets that he had kicked off in the night. Grunting and swearing softly, he stood and left his room...
Only to nearly bump into Daisy, who was breezing past toward Mandy's room.
"Sorry," Daisy said softly.
"I... Is his mum nodded out or something?"
"I imagine she might be. Sunday, after all."
Satisfied that childcare duties would not fall solely to him for a second day running, Paul nodded and began to return to his bed. He scooped up the blankets on the way, pulling them like a cloak around his shoulders, and was just raising one knee onto the edge of his mattress when someone knocked at hus bedroom door. Given that the baby's cries of distress now sounded closer, he could guess who was there.
"What?" he called.
"Was Mandy in when you put the baby to bed last night?" Daisy asked.
"Uhm, I... No. No, she wasn't."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I know, 'cos..."
Realising he did not feel like yelling a whole conversation, Paul turned and went to his door, blankets still clutched around him. When he peered out into the hall, Daisy looked quite upset, holding Danny against her shoulder and patting his back.
"I know Mandy wasn't in," Paul said, "since the light from the hall when I opened her door shone on her bed, near the pillows. I remember thinking, if she were there sleeping then, she'd've gimme what for about waking her."
"And you didn't happen to hear her come in at all during the night?"
"I was pretty beat. Slept hard and didn't hear anything."
There was a thudding of heavy footfalls on the stairs, and they both looked over to see Nick coming up.
"Mornin'," he nodded, looking rather worse for wear.
There was a distinct print on one side of his face from the upholstery of the downstairs sofa.
"You sleep down there all night?" Paul yawned.
"Yeah. Got in real late, bit smashed."
"Don't suppose you've seen Mandy, have you?" Daisy asked.
Nick frowned, leant against the wall for a moment, then shook his head.
"Nah. Not in... Since Friday, I s'pose. Weird, 'cos the band had a gig, and she always turns up for our stuff. Think she's got a thing for Alf. Course, he's settled, so 'e wouldn's'much as look at her."
"You're absolutely sure you didn't see her last night? At your show or after you came in?"
"Hand to God, Daisy. Hand t' God."
"Well, all right then."
Daisy stomped off to her room, gently jouncing Danny and cooing to him the whole way.
"Wha's she want," Nick slurred, "Mandy t' watch th' kid'r somethin'?"
"Ah, guess she's a bit on edge is all," Paul shrugged. "You know how girls can get."
"Yeah. Yeah."
Nick moved away and staggered on toward the W.C. Before he entered, however, he looked back at Paul.
"D'you?"
"Do I what?" Paul asked.
"Know how girls can get."
It was an odd question, the silly blabbering of a hungover tough guy. Still, it gave Paul pause. Finally, he managed a response.
"Sure I do," he said to the empty hallway and closed W.C. door.
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Deciding he would sleep in until Hallie blew the bugle for breakfast — was that a normal part of anyone's Sunday if they weren't in, say, the army? — Paul burrowed his head a little under his pillow and drifted back off.
For a few moments.
Presently, a new sound, not unfamiliar but not entirely welcome, rose over the din of everything else. Groaning, Paul pulled the pillow a bit further over his head, hoping to drown out the sound of the baby just starting to wail down the hall.
It was Sunday. No one in the squat had work, except Daisy later tonight at that private club. Someone else would fetch the kid. Surely, someone would go and get him and calm him down or something.
Still burrowing, Paul counted 10 and waited. Nope. He counted 20, sighed, and let himself roll out of bed. Luckily, he landed on the little pile of blankets that he had kicked off in the night. Grunting and swearing softly, he stood and left his room...
Only to nearly bump into Daisy, who was breezing past toward Mandy's room.
"Sorry," Daisy said softly.
"I... Is his mum nodded out or something?"
"I imagine she might be. Sunday, after all."
Satisfied that childcare duties would not fall solely to him for a second day running, Paul nodded and began to return to his bed. He scooped up the blankets on the way, pulling them like a cloak around his shoulders, and was just raising one knee onto the edge of his mattress when someone knocked at hus bedroom door. Given that the baby's cries of distress now sounded closer, he could guess who was there.
"What?" he called.
"Was Mandy in when you put the baby to bed last night?" Daisy asked.
"Uhm, I... No. No, she wasn't."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I know, 'cos..."
Realising he did not feel like yelling a whole conversation, Paul turned and went to his door, blankets still clutched around him. When he peered out into the hall, Daisy looked quite upset, holding Danny against her shoulder and patting his back.
"I know Mandy wasn't in," Paul said, "since the light from the hall when I opened her door shone on her bed, near the pillows. I remember thinking, if she were there sleeping then, she'd've gimme what for about waking her."
"And you didn't happen to hear her come in at all during the night?"
"I was pretty beat. Slept hard and didn't hear anything."
There was a thudding of heavy footfalls on the stairs, and they both looked over to see Nick coming up.
"Mornin'," he nodded, looking rather worse for wear.
There was a distinct print on one side of his face from the upholstery of the downstairs sofa.
"You sleep down there all night?" Paul yawned.
"Yeah. Got in real late, bit smashed."
"Don't suppose you've seen Mandy, have you?" Daisy asked.
Nick frowned, leant against the wall for a moment, then shook his head.
"Nah. Not in... Since Friday, I s'pose. Weird, 'cos the band had a gig, and she always turns up for our stuff. Think she's got a thing for Alf. Course, he's settled, so 'e wouldn's'much as look at her."
"You're absolutely sure you didn't see her last night? At your show or after you came in?"
"Hand to God, Daisy. Hand t' God."
"Well, all right then."
Daisy stomped off to her room, gently jouncing Danny and cooing to him the whole way.
"Wha's she want," Nick slurred, "Mandy t' watch th' kid'r somethin'?"
"Ah, guess she's a bit on edge is all," Paul shrugged. "You know how girls can get."
"Yeah. Yeah."
Nick moved away and staggered on toward the W.C. Before he entered, however, he looked back at Paul.
"D'you?"
"Do I what?" Paul asked.
"Know how girls can get."
It was an odd question, the silly blabbering of a hungover tough guy. Still, it gave Paul pause. Finally, he managed a response.
"Sure I do," he said to the empty hallway and closed W.C. door.
2023.06.03 10:36 Noghbuddy A Secret Chord - Part 5
This part got a little bit away from me. I only intended to have a brief moment between David and Ruk'sa, but it grew a bit more than I planned. It seemed like the right time for David to tell a little bit about his side of things. I hope you enjoy, and once again let me know what you think.
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CW: Suicidal thoughts/actions
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David was all-too familiar with the ceiling of his bedroom. He’d spent many nights staring up at it praying for sleep to take him. Of course, then he had to deal with the nightmares. Tonight, was no different. Well, there were the two fik sleeping on either side of him, but the insomnia still had a firm grasp of him. The following afternoon he was supposed to catch a chartered shuttle out to the boonies for the funeral of a man he didn’t know. He could probably catch some sleep on the red eye, but if he couldn’t even sleep in his own bed…
He decided to stretch his legs. Thanks to a bit of luck, he wasn’t pinned down like last time, so he tried his best to stealthily shuffle off the foot of the bed. He padded silently to the bathroom, closed the door, then flicked on the light. Blinded for a moment, he blinked his eyes a couple times in the mirror until his vision cleared. Between the dark circles under his eyes and how gaunt his cheeks had become; his face took on an almost skull-like appearance.
He stared into his eyes, watching them dilate ever so slightly. Come on, man. You gotta get some sleep. Something. Anything. He ran his fingers through his mop, contemplating whether he should try and find some kind of barber. Perhaps one that could do something about his beard too. Knowing his luck, the aliens probably just grow perfect hair and have no concept of a hairstylist.
Resting his elbows on the counter, he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes until he saw spots. Just let exhaustion take you. It wouldn’t be the first time.
He flicked off the light and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark once again. Once he could see, he padded back out of the bathroom and into the living room. The fik had overrun the small abode. Half a dozen bodies strewn about peacefully asleep on the floor, the room full of gentle breathing and the occasional snore. Chief Sulta had claimed the couch after being denied the bed by David. She made it clear he could also use the bed, but he didn’t feel comfortable letting a stranger into it. This of course didn’t stop the other two who were with him the previous night. Apparently, they thought they got a pass. He was too frustrated to object. Plus…They were warm…
David carefully stepped over the sleeping forms making his way to his kitchen. The chief seemed alright after a couple conversations. His guardians disapproved vehemently of course, but she seemed honest. A bit too honest. She really intended to do everything she could to keep David safe, but…Well, she wasn’t the sharpest bulb in the box.
Clearing the threshold, he made his way to the fridge for something to drink. As he sipped, he checked the time. It was still a few hours till morning. It was hard to tell on station. This one orbited a moon that orbited a gas giant that orbited another gas giant that all orbited a distant star. There was some kind of galactic standard time, but David could never get his head around it.
“Why are you awake?”
He looked up at Rus’ka leaning against the doorway. She was rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
“I can’t sleep.”
“Why?”
“I just can’t. I have insomnia.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s where I can’t sleep.”
She crossed the room to stand beside him as he turned to lean back against the counter.
“Sleeping is easy. Just close eyes and relax. Sleep come to you. You try too hard, maybe?”
He sighed and reminded himself that they were a relatively young species that didn’t come with countless medical journals or psychology papers. Lucky them.
“If only it were that easy. No. I broke whatever I had that let me sleep.”
“How can you fix?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Well…How did you break?”
He closed his eyes and set his glass aside, “I don’t know…Well, I have some ideas, but I don’t know.”
“What ideas?”
He couldn’t tell if she knew what she was doing or was just stubbornly persistent. Probably a mix of both. “Probably what happened to me.”
“What happened to you?”
He took a deep breath and slid down the counter to sit on the floor. She joined him there. “I told you: a lot.” He looked her in the eyes. She didn’t look away. He didn’t want to talk about this. He’d do anything besides talk about this, but… If she wanted to live here. Live with him, then she should probably know. She’d find out one way or another. When did I accept that?
Looking down between his knees he sighed and began, “I was kidnapped. I don’t remember much of what happened. One minute I’m trying to figure out why my Honda died again, the next I’m strapped to a table.” He shuddered. “I was groggy, but I could still feel them-“ He swallowed, “cutting into me. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. I just felt and watched. They were out of a nightmare. They couldn’t be real. But I felt it. It was real. It hurt. Oh God, it hurt.”
He screwed his eyes shut trying to force the memory down. To think of anything else. Ruk’sa put her arm around his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. “Then I could hear them. I could understand the snakes.” He fingered the scar behind his ear, “They put a translator in me. Then threw me in a cell. I was a slave.”
*****
As soon as he could move his arms, he began hammering on the metal cage around him. “Let me out! Don’t do this! Let me out!”
In a flash a blade whizzed past his temple scoring a shallow cut. “Silence! You will not speak. You have nothing to say anyway.”
His crimson captor ignored him and returned to the console before them. David took stock of his situation to find any possible way out. He was prone on his back in a metal coffin with a grate by his head, apparently there for easy stabbing access. He took a minute to control his breathing when the guard slithered out the door.
The box wasn’t tiny. It seemed to be made for larger creatures, but it was still a challenge for David to sit up. He grabbed onto the bars and pulled himself up to the hatch. A quick scan revealed the handle just outside. He thrust his hands through the bars, but he couldn’t reach the latch. It was so close. It looked like it turned toward him. All he had to do was pull it.
He sat for a moment contemplating what he had available. All he had on him was his rental tux. He regretted not going for the cummerbund, so the bow tie would have to suffice. He pulled it off his neck and stuck his hands out of the cage. It took a few tries, but he eventually managed to toss one end of the tie around the handle and caught it in his other hand. He didn’t have a lot of leverage, but with a steady pull he managed to pop the latch.
It was awkward twisting and dropping to the floor, but he was free…Free-ish. Now he just had to get out of the room. Glancing back to the wall of cells he realized he was the only one there. That made things simple. He stalked to the iris door and peeked out after it hissed open. The halls were empty, so he ducked outside. The place was massive, which made sense given its inhabitants. He noticed the halls had a slight bow in them. Must have made slithering easier.
He picked a direction and padded away as quietly as his dress shoes allowed. He’d stop at every intersection and listen. He chose the path with the least sound up until some kind of alarm sounded.
“Cell breach. Alert. Cell breach.”
He needed to hide, and fast. Looking around the circular hallway he noticed pipes and vents above him. Using the rounded walls to his advantage, he got a running start and ran up the side of the warped wall. It took a couple tries, but he eventually made his primate ancestors proud and caught a pipe above him. He hauled himself up and began shuffling awkwardly above the hallway.
Below him pandemonium broke out. He saw dozens of snake monsters slithering this way or that, looking for him. Each armed.
David channeled his inner John McClain and pulled a vent off the ceiling and climbed inside. As he crawled, he thought about what he was even looking for. There had to be some kind of escape pod, or shuttle he could steal. Maybe hide out on the next shuttle headed down to abduct some other poor dumb bastard. All he knew was he needed to get home. After scuttling around for a while his luck ran out. He crawled over a vent that couldn’t hold his weight and he fell into a hallway. Hauling himself upright with a groan he stopped dead at what he saw.
He could see Earth through the window. David never believed he could be an astronaut. He thought this view would forever be a dream, but there it was. Earth was beautiful.
Then he felt a sharp stinging pain across his back as a monster slashed him. He convulsed and collapsed, losing consciousness as he was dragged back to Hell.
*****
“I don’t know how long I was there…But that was the last time I saw home…I tried escaping. Many times. I saw home and damn it I was going to get back…Each time they punished me. Each time I ‘lost value’.” He looked over his scared arm then squeezed his eyes shut. Forcing the memories away. He didn’t want to be taken again, but they pulled. He could feel the cuts. The burns.
Ruk’sa rubbed his shoulders and leaned into him. Trying to keep him there with her.
With a shuddering breath, David continued, “Then one day, I was ‘rescued’. I don’t know if they were with the Community or just pretending, but some of those big bastards raided the ship. It got loud and violent. They hauled us off and took us to a little waystation. Refueling, I guess. They kept telling us we were safe. Then one of them…I think he was one of them, told us we needed a medical examination.”
*****
David and a couple of other escapees stared out the window at the strange planet. It was a pale-yellow rock drifting around some distant star. They were let off the ship to stretch their legs while it refueled for the next leg of the journey. David didn’t know where it was supposed to go. He just wanted to go home. He didn’t know or care how he’d explain what happened to him. There were plenty of crazy whack-jobs who claimed to be abducted. He could just roll with them. Or just pretend the whole thing never happened.
One of those big bastards who ripped him out of his cell and tossed him bodily off the ship appeared in the doorway.
“You there. You need a medic to look you over. Come on over here and let’s take a look at you.”
Seemed fair enough. David wasn’t sure how much blood was too much to lose, but the snakes flirted with that line all too often. He and the others shuffled over to the giant and where he directed. David entered the room and was soon pulled up by his arm. It felt like it might pop out of its socket. He struggled and thrashed before a giant fist sent the world to spin.
He woke up in another cell with another man. All he could do was weep.
*****
David didn’t notice when Ruk’sa drew him into her lap. He clutched at her arm to stay where he was. In the here and now. He could still see Sammuel’s face.
“The big bastards didn’t cut. They just hit you. Or starved you. All I could do was hold on. I tried to help Sammuel. Tried to keep him strong. If he was strong then I would be strong. We’d come so far. I held out. I did it once, I could do it again. And I was right. We were liberated once again after God only knows how long. We were free.” He swallowed and wiped away the tears forming in hie eyes.
“I can still remember the blinding light. I was numb when they hauled us off. They took us to some big station and asked where we wanted to go. I told them I just wanted to go home.” He let the tears fall now, “they told me it was gone. ‘What do you mean it’s gone?’ ‘It’s been destroyed. A terrible tragedy.’ I thought they were lying. It had to be another trick to keep me enslaved. I never escaped. They just refuse to send me home…Then they showed me…”
He clutched at her shoulders and buried his face in the nape of her neck, “That was all I had! I just wanted to go home! And they fucking stole that too!”
He wept and shuddered in her grasp. She stroked the back of his head while he collected himself.
“They tried to fix me. I broke down. I had nothing left. So, they sent me away to the loony bin. I just wanted to die. Is that too much to ask? Just bury me with the rest of my kind. But they had to try and fix me. They barely knew me or mine! How can you fix that!?”
*****
He was trapped once again. The fucking snake sat there asking questions like they didn’t destroy his life.
“David. Please talk to me. I’m trying to help you. If you just talk to me, we can help you.”
What fresh Hell was this? Making his tormentors try and fix him? David closed his eyes and refused to speak. If he looked at her, he could only relive what they did.
“I know what you went through was stressful…”
She didn’t know shit! How could she? He wouldn’t give her anything. Never again. He wasn’t a slave. He’d die first. Why didn’t he die? He should be with all the others. What’s left?
“David, please. I’m trying to help you. I just want what’s best for you.”
He knew what was best for him. He was tired of everyone trying to control him. This was no different. Well, no more. He’d seize the last bit of control he had. His hands were bound, but his mouth was still free. He bit down on his wrist. Maybe he could bleed out before someone stopped him.
“Nurse! Nurse! I need you in here!”
*****
David didn’t know how long it had been. Ruk’sa was rocking him back and forth. He felt tired. But he still couldn’t sleep.
“I was trapped there for a while…I couldn’t take it…Once they realized I wouldn’t talk to a snake, I started saying the magic words. ‘Oh, I feel better. I’m moving on. I’ll be fine I promise.’ They didn’t know the first thing about humans. I lied. They let me go thinking they’d done good… When they let me free, I tried taking all the pills they gave me. I tried ending it all a couple more times…They’re too damn good at stopping me.”
Ruk’sa couldn’t stop herself. She clutched David tightly to herself. “Saaaa, no! David, no! You can’t mean that! David must…David must….Saa!” She was ashamed for not having the words. She couldn’t fix him.
“I’m sorry…You just found a broken human…Just let me be broken.”
“No!...We fix you!...We must!” She held him tight as if he’d slip away. She didn’t know what to say. But she’d figure it out. She had to.
They stayed like that for a while before David asked, “Can…Can you hold me? Just like this? Please?”
She nodded, “Forever, if I must.”
David buried his face in her chest while she clutched him tightly. She tried to stop the tears from falling. To stay strong. To hold him and show him he was safe.
She tried her best, all the while a certain albino listened from around the corner, out of sight.
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CW: Suicidal thoughts/actions
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David was all-too familiar with the ceiling of his bedroom. He’d spent many nights staring up at it praying for sleep to take him. Of course, then he had to deal with the nightmares. Tonight, was no different. Well, there were the two fik sleeping on either side of him, but the insomnia still had a firm grasp of him. The following afternoon he was supposed to catch a chartered shuttle out to the boonies for the funeral of a man he didn’t know. He could probably catch some sleep on the red eye, but if he couldn’t even sleep in his own bed…
He decided to stretch his legs. Thanks to a bit of luck, he wasn’t pinned down like last time, so he tried his best to stealthily shuffle off the foot of the bed. He padded silently to the bathroom, closed the door, then flicked on the light. Blinded for a moment, he blinked his eyes a couple times in the mirror until his vision cleared. Between the dark circles under his eyes and how gaunt his cheeks had become; his face took on an almost skull-like appearance.
He stared into his eyes, watching them dilate ever so slightly. Come on, man. You gotta get some sleep. Something. Anything. He ran his fingers through his mop, contemplating whether he should try and find some kind of barber. Perhaps one that could do something about his beard too. Knowing his luck, the aliens probably just grow perfect hair and have no concept of a hairstylist.
Resting his elbows on the counter, he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes until he saw spots. Just let exhaustion take you. It wouldn’t be the first time.
He flicked off the light and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark once again. Once he could see, he padded back out of the bathroom and into the living room. The fik had overrun the small abode. Half a dozen bodies strewn about peacefully asleep on the floor, the room full of gentle breathing and the occasional snore. Chief Sulta had claimed the couch after being denied the bed by David. She made it clear he could also use the bed, but he didn’t feel comfortable letting a stranger into it. This of course didn’t stop the other two who were with him the previous night. Apparently, they thought they got a pass. He was too frustrated to object. Plus…They were warm…
David carefully stepped over the sleeping forms making his way to his kitchen. The chief seemed alright after a couple conversations. His guardians disapproved vehemently of course, but she seemed honest. A bit too honest. She really intended to do everything she could to keep David safe, but…Well, she wasn’t the sharpest bulb in the box.
Clearing the threshold, he made his way to the fridge for something to drink. As he sipped, he checked the time. It was still a few hours till morning. It was hard to tell on station. This one orbited a moon that orbited a gas giant that orbited another gas giant that all orbited a distant star. There was some kind of galactic standard time, but David could never get his head around it.
“Why are you awake?”
He looked up at Rus’ka leaning against the doorway. She was rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
“I can’t sleep.”
“Why?”
“I just can’t. I have insomnia.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s where I can’t sleep.”
She crossed the room to stand beside him as he turned to lean back against the counter.
“Sleeping is easy. Just close eyes and relax. Sleep come to you. You try too hard, maybe?”
He sighed and reminded himself that they were a relatively young species that didn’t come with countless medical journals or psychology papers. Lucky them.
“If only it were that easy. No. I broke whatever I had that let me sleep.”
“How can you fix?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Well…How did you break?”
He closed his eyes and set his glass aside, “I don’t know…Well, I have some ideas, but I don’t know.”
“What ideas?”
He couldn’t tell if she knew what she was doing or was just stubbornly persistent. Probably a mix of both. “Probably what happened to me.”
“What happened to you?”
He took a deep breath and slid down the counter to sit on the floor. She joined him there. “I told you: a lot.” He looked her in the eyes. She didn’t look away. He didn’t want to talk about this. He’d do anything besides talk about this, but… If she wanted to live here. Live with him, then she should probably know. She’d find out one way or another. When did I accept that?
Looking down between his knees he sighed and began, “I was kidnapped. I don’t remember much of what happened. One minute I’m trying to figure out why my Honda died again, the next I’m strapped to a table.” He shuddered. “I was groggy, but I could still feel them-“ He swallowed, “cutting into me. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. I just felt and watched. They were out of a nightmare. They couldn’t be real. But I felt it. It was real. It hurt. Oh God, it hurt.”
He screwed his eyes shut trying to force the memory down. To think of anything else. Ruk’sa put her arm around his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. “Then I could hear them. I could understand the snakes.” He fingered the scar behind his ear, “They put a translator in me. Then threw me in a cell. I was a slave.”
*****
As soon as he could move his arms, he began hammering on the metal cage around him. “Let me out! Don’t do this! Let me out!”
In a flash a blade whizzed past his temple scoring a shallow cut. “Silence! You will not speak. You have nothing to say anyway.”
His crimson captor ignored him and returned to the console before them. David took stock of his situation to find any possible way out. He was prone on his back in a metal coffin with a grate by his head, apparently there for easy stabbing access. He took a minute to control his breathing when the guard slithered out the door.
The box wasn’t tiny. It seemed to be made for larger creatures, but it was still a challenge for David to sit up. He grabbed onto the bars and pulled himself up to the hatch. A quick scan revealed the handle just outside. He thrust his hands through the bars, but he couldn’t reach the latch. It was so close. It looked like it turned toward him. All he had to do was pull it.
He sat for a moment contemplating what he had available. All he had on him was his rental tux. He regretted not going for the cummerbund, so the bow tie would have to suffice. He pulled it off his neck and stuck his hands out of the cage. It took a few tries, but he eventually managed to toss one end of the tie around the handle and caught it in his other hand. He didn’t have a lot of leverage, but with a steady pull he managed to pop the latch.
It was awkward twisting and dropping to the floor, but he was free…Free-ish. Now he just had to get out of the room. Glancing back to the wall of cells he realized he was the only one there. That made things simple. He stalked to the iris door and peeked out after it hissed open. The halls were empty, so he ducked outside. The place was massive, which made sense given its inhabitants. He noticed the halls had a slight bow in them. Must have made slithering easier.
He picked a direction and padded away as quietly as his dress shoes allowed. He’d stop at every intersection and listen. He chose the path with the least sound up until some kind of alarm sounded.
“Cell breach. Alert. Cell breach.”
He needed to hide, and fast. Looking around the circular hallway he noticed pipes and vents above him. Using the rounded walls to his advantage, he got a running start and ran up the side of the warped wall. It took a couple tries, but he eventually made his primate ancestors proud and caught a pipe above him. He hauled himself up and began shuffling awkwardly above the hallway.
Below him pandemonium broke out. He saw dozens of snake monsters slithering this way or that, looking for him. Each armed.
David channeled his inner John McClain and pulled a vent off the ceiling and climbed inside. As he crawled, he thought about what he was even looking for. There had to be some kind of escape pod, or shuttle he could steal. Maybe hide out on the next shuttle headed down to abduct some other poor dumb bastard. All he knew was he needed to get home. After scuttling around for a while his luck ran out. He crawled over a vent that couldn’t hold his weight and he fell into a hallway. Hauling himself upright with a groan he stopped dead at what he saw.
He could see Earth through the window. David never believed he could be an astronaut. He thought this view would forever be a dream, but there it was. Earth was beautiful.
Then he felt a sharp stinging pain across his back as a monster slashed him. He convulsed and collapsed, losing consciousness as he was dragged back to Hell.
*****
“I don’t know how long I was there…But that was the last time I saw home…I tried escaping. Many times. I saw home and damn it I was going to get back…Each time they punished me. Each time I ‘lost value’.” He looked over his scared arm then squeezed his eyes shut. Forcing the memories away. He didn’t want to be taken again, but they pulled. He could feel the cuts. The burns.
Ruk’sa rubbed his shoulders and leaned into him. Trying to keep him there with her.
With a shuddering breath, David continued, “Then one day, I was ‘rescued’. I don’t know if they were with the Community or just pretending, but some of those big bastards raided the ship. It got loud and violent. They hauled us off and took us to a little waystation. Refueling, I guess. They kept telling us we were safe. Then one of them…I think he was one of them, told us we needed a medical examination.”
*****
David and a couple of other escapees stared out the window at the strange planet. It was a pale-yellow rock drifting around some distant star. They were let off the ship to stretch their legs while it refueled for the next leg of the journey. David didn’t know where it was supposed to go. He just wanted to go home. He didn’t know or care how he’d explain what happened to him. There were plenty of crazy whack-jobs who claimed to be abducted. He could just roll with them. Or just pretend the whole thing never happened.
One of those big bastards who ripped him out of his cell and tossed him bodily off the ship appeared in the doorway.
“You there. You need a medic to look you over. Come on over here and let’s take a look at you.”
Seemed fair enough. David wasn’t sure how much blood was too much to lose, but the snakes flirted with that line all too often. He and the others shuffled over to the giant and where he directed. David entered the room and was soon pulled up by his arm. It felt like it might pop out of its socket. He struggled and thrashed before a giant fist sent the world to spin.
He woke up in another cell with another man. All he could do was weep.
*****
David didn’t notice when Ruk’sa drew him into her lap. He clutched at her arm to stay where he was. In the here and now. He could still see Sammuel’s face.
“The big bastards didn’t cut. They just hit you. Or starved you. All I could do was hold on. I tried to help Sammuel. Tried to keep him strong. If he was strong then I would be strong. We’d come so far. I held out. I did it once, I could do it again. And I was right. We were liberated once again after God only knows how long. We were free.” He swallowed and wiped away the tears forming in hie eyes.
“I can still remember the blinding light. I was numb when they hauled us off. They took us to some big station and asked where we wanted to go. I told them I just wanted to go home.” He let the tears fall now, “they told me it was gone. ‘What do you mean it’s gone?’ ‘It’s been destroyed. A terrible tragedy.’ I thought they were lying. It had to be another trick to keep me enslaved. I never escaped. They just refuse to send me home…Then they showed me…”
He clutched at her shoulders and buried his face in the nape of her neck, “That was all I had! I just wanted to go home! And they fucking stole that too!”
He wept and shuddered in her grasp. She stroked the back of his head while he collected himself.
“They tried to fix me. I broke down. I had nothing left. So, they sent me away to the loony bin. I just wanted to die. Is that too much to ask? Just bury me with the rest of my kind. But they had to try and fix me. They barely knew me or mine! How can you fix that!?”
*****
He was trapped once again. The fucking snake sat there asking questions like they didn’t destroy his life.
“David. Please talk to me. I’m trying to help you. If you just talk to me, we can help you.”
What fresh Hell was this? Making his tormentors try and fix him? David closed his eyes and refused to speak. If he looked at her, he could only relive what they did.
“I know what you went through was stressful…”
She didn’t know shit! How could she? He wouldn’t give her anything. Never again. He wasn’t a slave. He’d die first. Why didn’t he die? He should be with all the others. What’s left?
“David, please. I’m trying to help you. I just want what’s best for you.”
He knew what was best for him. He was tired of everyone trying to control him. This was no different. Well, no more. He’d seize the last bit of control he had. His hands were bound, but his mouth was still free. He bit down on his wrist. Maybe he could bleed out before someone stopped him.
“Nurse! Nurse! I need you in here!”
*****
David didn’t know how long it had been. Ruk’sa was rocking him back and forth. He felt tired. But he still couldn’t sleep.
“I was trapped there for a while…I couldn’t take it…Once they realized I wouldn’t talk to a snake, I started saying the magic words. ‘Oh, I feel better. I’m moving on. I’ll be fine I promise.’ They didn’t know the first thing about humans. I lied. They let me go thinking they’d done good… When they let me free, I tried taking all the pills they gave me. I tried ending it all a couple more times…They’re too damn good at stopping me.”
Ruk’sa couldn’t stop herself. She clutched David tightly to herself. “Saaaa, no! David, no! You can’t mean that! David must…David must….Saa!” She was ashamed for not having the words. She couldn’t fix him.
“I’m sorry…You just found a broken human…Just let me be broken.”
“No!...We fix you!...We must!” She held him tight as if he’d slip away. She didn’t know what to say. But she’d figure it out. She had to.
They stayed like that for a while before David asked, “Can…Can you hold me? Just like this? Please?”
She nodded, “Forever, if I must.”
David buried his face in her chest while she clutched him tightly. She tried to stop the tears from falling. To stay strong. To hold him and show him he was safe.
She tried her best, all the while a certain albino listened from around the corner, out of sight.
2023.06.03 10:22 Then_Builder_2190 Wrong Medication Led to Incest Sex – Part 2
After taking a bath wearing a lungi, I came to the dining table. I took a seat, and Abhilasha served me roti and dal. While eating, Abhilasha kneeled before me and pulled my lungi apart. She inserted her hand into my briefs and pulled my cock out. Seeing it still swollen, she played with it.
She said, “I can’t believe it. You are still hard after shooting so much cum a few minutes before. At this age, you are incredible. Shall I suck it, Darling?”
Looking down at her said, “My penis is sore from 2 hours of jerking. Please let me have lunch in peace, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha: I will miss this live dildo till evening. You have your lunch while I suck my toy. (she removed her kameez, baring her breasts) If you want, you can play with my tits, Mama.
I wondered what had gotten into this girl. The morning she was an educated shy housewife, and now she was behaving like a real slut. I quickly finished my lunch while Abhilasha sucked my cock, trying to make it cum, but no. I washed my hand on the plate, pushed her head away from my cock and got up.
Abhilasha, too, got up, and I saw a hint of anger on her face, pushing her leggings and panties down to reveal her pussy. I saw her pubic hair triangle. She came forward and took my cock in her hand.
She said, “See Mama, how my pussy is burning. I have been living like a saint. I enjoyed sex with my first boyfriend during my college days. The second BF was not that good, and my husband is a fucking loser. Please satisfy me, and I will do whatever you ask. Being a married woman, I can’t lower my image in society, begging my male friends for sex.”
She started crying, placing her face on my shoulders, and crushing her big boobs on my arms. I felt pity for this horny bitch. But I knew there was a child hidden in her. I knew the frustration of not getting enough sex from my nephew made her behave like this.
Patting her head, I said, “I know, Abhilasha, but I am late for the meeting. If you want, you can rub my cock on your pussy and satisfy yourself. But no penetration. I won’t be satisfied with a quick fuck. We will think about it in the evening.”
Abhilasha looked up at me sobbing, murmuring thanks and began sliding my cockhead on her bottom lips. She was dripping a lot, wetting my cock with her juices. Abhilasha was concentrating on her clit. My hands went to her back, and cupping her soft ass cheeks pulled her into me.
She moaned and said, “For a moment, I thought you would desert me, seeing me act like a kid. Thanks, Darling, for not letting me down. I will fulfil all your desires tonight. Just tell me what to do.”
I was kissing her forehead, cheeks, and chin, wetting her face, hands firmly gripping her ass. She was busy rubbing my cockhead up and down her pussy lips.
Then the doorbell rang.
I was frightened and pushed her away. I said, “It must be Raman. Get dressed and answer the door. I am stinking. I will take a bath and meet him later.”
Halfheartedly, Abhilasha let my cock, pulled her leggings up and picked up her discarded kameez. I rushed to the guest bedroom. I went to the bathroom and opened the shower. This was the second shower of the day. After 5 minutes, I heard the door knock and Abhilasha’s voice.
What the hell she wants now, I wondered. I opened the door, and she came in, kneeled before me and started sucking my cock. Her dress was also getting wet, along with me. I pulled her up, slapped her cheek, and said, “What has got into you, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha, crying, said, “Hit me, Darling, I deserve it. I will go mad if you don’t have sex with me today, please, Mama.”
Me: Was it Raman?
Abhilasha: Yes, Mama, I told him you are taking a bath, and he, too, went to take a bath.
Me: Get dressed. You are soaked wet, Abhilasha.
Abhilasha: Am I not attractive, Mama? Don’t you love my body?
Me: That’s the problem. You are young, beautiful and got a figure to die for. I am an old man. What do you see in me?
Abhilasha: This is what I like in you, Mama. Men would have mauled my body, and you behave like a gentleman. You are handsome, well-mannered and know how to tease a girl with your deadly weapon.
Me: Please leave. I want to meet Raman in a sober state, not an excited one.
Abhilasha kissed my nipples, turned to leave, and said, “See my figure Mama and remember that this will be waiting for you.” She swirled around, showing her body curves as her wet dress clung to her. My cock jumped on, seeing her deliciously curvy body.
I shook my head, finished the bath, dressed and came to the living room. By then, Raman was having his lunch. I wished him and asked about his work. He was in a cheerful mood and asked me to have lunch. I said I had already. Abhilasha was a good host and took good care of me.
I left, saying I was getting late for the meeting. The meeting was in the Taj Deccan Hotel until 8 pm. It was successful. I had dinner with my clients. After they left, I went to the bar lounge alone and started drinking whiskey. I was wondering how to go to Raman’s place.
Now I knew what Abhilasha had in her mind for tonight. I didn’t want to have sex with my nephew’s wife in his house, under his nose. My mobile rang, and it was Raman calling. He asked me when I was returning. I told him I already had dinner and told them not to wait for me.
He requested me to come ASAP. I took another two drinks and left the hotel by 10.30. I reached Raman’s house by 11 pm, and he opened the door. I said, “I am tired, Raman. I need to sleep. We will talk in the morning.” I went to the guestroom, changed my clothes to a lungi and T-shirt and hit the bed.
I heard Raman and Abhilasha talking but couldn’t hear what they were talking about. I tried to sleep. After fifteen minutes, I heard the door knock, warily I got up, opened the door and saw Raman. He came in.
Abhilasha entered the bedroom behind him, wearing a white silk saree. Raman was in shorts and a T-shirt. I was worried about what was in store for me now.
Raman: Abhilasha wants to say something to you, Uncle.
Me: Can’t we talk in the morning, Raman?
Abhilasha: You promised me that you would come to me tonight, Mama.
I was dumbstruck on hearing her. She had the audacity to chide me in front of her hubby for not going to fuck her! I helplessly looked at Raman.
Raman: I know what happened between you two in the morning. I am not mad at either of you. She has desires I cannot fulfil, and I don’t mind her getting them from you instead of my lousy friends. I am tired of them talking and laughing behind my back. I have changed my job twice because of this. Please help her Uncle.
Me: What are you saying, Raman? She is a child and has wild imaginations of love and sex.
Abhilasha: I will behave like a good girl Mama. Give me a baby and make my life worth something. As I said, my cycle is ripe to conceive if I have good healthy sperm. Just spend three nights with me. I promise I won’t even look at other men once I get pregnant. I will be a good wife to Raman.
Me: Why can’t you get her pregnant, Raman?
Raman: My sperm count is very low. Uncle. I have got erection problem with premature ejaculation. I don’t want an unknown man’s child in her womb. She doesn’t like going for IVF and wants to carry her baby herself. I can’t see her suffering, Uncle. You have to help her.
Abhilasha came near me, placing her hand on my chest and saying,” I promise I will take good care of your baby and nephew. I am sick of getting fucked by random horny men who want to devour only my body and don’t want my love. After these three nights, I won’t trouble you, Mama. Even if I don’t conceive, I will remain faithful to Raman.
I looked at the couple. Sighing said, “Only three nights, Abhilasha. And you will stop behaving like a slut like you did in the morning with me. You will stop seeing your male friends too.”
Abhilasha smiled, gave a hug, went got laid on the bed and said, “Yes, Yes, Darling. I won’t even look at other men. Anyway, I got my dildo to satisfy me if I get horny. Raman will help me with the dildo, won’t you Raman,” and he nodded.
Me: Ok, Raman, if that is what you both wish me to do. I will send her back in an hour.
Abhilasha: No, darling, Raman will stay. Watch us having sex, and he may learn something from you.
I was in a fix. She wanted her husband to see me fucking her like a cuckold hubby. I saw him sitting on the bed beside his wife’s left side. Shaking my head, got on the bed, between her legs and tried to pull her saree up her legs.
Abhilasha stopped me and said, “I don’t want you to just FUCK me. I want you to make love to me like a newly wedded bride. Just imagine your first night with Suma aunty and make love to me like that, Darling.”
I removed my T-shirt, got laid on her right, rested on my left elbow, and pulled her saree pallo revealing her white blouse. Abhilasha’s breasts flesh was trying to pop out from the blouse top. I inserted my fingers between her cleavage and unhooked her blouse to see her bra.
While removing the blouse from her shoulders, my hand went down to her stomach. I felt her smooth, warm skin. I pulled her saree folds tucked into her petticoat near her navel. The saree came out, and I pulled it from her body. I untied the petticoat cord and pushed it from her legs.
Abhilasha was lying in her white bra and matching panties between me and her hubby. She didn’t try to cover her modesty but smiled at me, anticipating my next move. I saw her panties moist in the front and thought she had an orgasm already. I removed my lungi, pulled her over me, and embraced her firmly.
Abhilasha giggled like a little girl and gave me a peck on my lips. Not allowing her to remove her lips, started kissing her, and she kissed me back, sucking my lips. This was the first kiss between Abhilasha and me. The way she was kissing, I knew she was a good kisser.
I turned towards my right. Raman was keenly watching us kissing, and his hand was on his crotch, probably getting aroused on seeing his wife kissing me. My hands went to her back, unhooked the bra and pulled it from her shoulders, still kissing her.
Abhilasha’s naked warm breasts crushed my chest, and her Mangalsutra was stuck between us. My hands moved further down, and holding her panty’s waistband, pulled it down. Abhilasha helped me by lifting her hips. Once it came down to her knees, I pushed it down.
She shook her legs to dismantle her panties. Now her bare pussy was crushing my hard cock on the briefs. My hands were holding her ass, still kissing her. We kissed for almost five minutes. I saw her struggling to breathe. I removed my lips from hers and started kissing her earlobes, cheeks, nose and chin.
My saliva moistened her face, and she kissed me back on my cheeks. I sensed her hands moving down, trying to pull down my briefs, I rolled over and got on top of her, and she was lying close to her hubby. Abhilasha whispered in my ears, “Are you hard, Darling?”
“Didn’t you feel it, dear, when you were pressing your pussy against it?” I said loudly. Abhilasha blushed and said, “Why don’t you show your weapon to Raman Darling?”
Holding her breasts, I pulled her to her knees and stood on the bed. Abhilasha’s face was at my crotch level. I said, “Why don’t you show my cock to your husband yourself, Baby?”
Abhilasha blushing more, looked at her husband and said, “Do you want to see your Uncle’s cock, Raman?” he nodded. She pulled my briefs down, and my cock jumped at her face dripping pre-cum. I removed my legs from it and looked at Raman.
He was staring at my 8-inch hard cock with a surprised look. Maybe he never anticipated that I had a big one at this age. Abhilasha fondly held my cock and started licking off my pre-cum from the tip. She was licking it from bottom to top, stretching her tongue out.
Her one hand was playing with my balls. I looked at Raman, who was keenly watching his wife licking my cock. I thought it was time for some action. So I pushed Abhilasha back on the bed. I turned around in the 69 position and got on top of her.
I rested my knees at her head and brought my cock close to her mouth. I got between her thighs and my face near her pussy. Holding her thighs, I pushed them wider, making room for myself. Her glistening pussy lips opened up, showing her pinkish insides despite her abundant pubic hairs.
This was the first time I saw her pussy closely. I saw her throbbing clitoris and gave it a lick. Abhilasha’s body shivered at my lick. Taking her clit between my lips sucked it hard for a few seconds. She quickly took my cock into her mouth to reciprocate my sucking.
Abhilasha was gorging on my cock. Raman was close to seeing his wife sucking me like candy. I moved my tongue down, licking her juices from her lips. I dipped my tongue into her vaginal hole, trying to tongue fuck her. Abhilasha was holding my ass and slurping my cock, wetting it with her saliva.
I saw her pussy gushing out juices. I was tongue fucking her, and I was swallowing all of it. Abhilasha’s body was shaking when she was experiencing her orgasm. I thought it was time to take her, got up, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I heard her groaning.
Lying beside her, I asked, “Do you want to play more or…” looking at both husband and wife. Abhilasha looked at me and then at her husband. Raman said, “I never thought sex would be so wonderful without actually fucking. Go ahead and enjoy yourself, dear.”
Abhilasha gave a peck on her hubby’s cheeks. Turning towards me, she asked, “Do you want me to lie down or….”
Me: Your wish Abhilasha, If you come on top, you will be in control. If you lie down, you will be at my mercy. I don’t know if you can take me deep. I can’t control myself once I start fucking.
Abhilasha: No worries, Darling, you can go deep in me as much as you want. I am not selfish. I want you to enjoy my body and my pussy.
“Your wish, Dear.” I got between her legs, spreading her legs wide and pointing my cockhead at her hole asked again, “Are you sure you want me to do this?”
“Yes, very much, Darling,” Abhilasha said, turning to Raman, asked, “Will you do the honours of pushing your Uncle’s cock inside your wife’s pussy, Dear?”
Raman and I were startled at her unusual request. I saw Raman moving towards me, seeing his wife’s pleading face. I was in a fix. I was about to fuck his wife, and he was about to help me penetrate her. I saw him holding my cock, rubbing it up and down his wife’s pussy lips.
“She loves it very much when her pussy is rubbed by a cock, Uncle,” saying he stopped rubbing, pointing my cock at her pussy said again, “Make her yours, satisfy her and give her a baby, Uncle.”
Abhilasha smiled but screamed when I pushed all my 8 inches into her in one go, pressing my cock down deep, hitting her cervix. Her orgasms had lubricated her pussy pretty much. My cock went in with extra force, and her inner muscles gripped me tightly.
I laid on her sweating body and said, “Shall I cum now, Abhilasha?”
“What? So soon? No,” Abhilasha said with panic in her eyes.
Pulling out my cock a bit, pushing it again deep, said, laughing, “I was joking, baby. I will fuck you as long as you can withstand my pounding.” I started hammering her pussy. She was receiving it like a sport showing no discomfort on her face.
I was fucking her. I found her pussy tight for my thick cock trying to milk, despite her earlier young year’s sex adventures. Abhilasha began screaming, and I thought neighbours might hear her screams. Thought of sealing her mouth with mine, but I got a wicked idea.
Looking at Raman asked him to remove his shorts and gave his wife his cock to suck. Both husband and wife were shocked hearing me. But being a good sport, Abhilasha said, “Yes, Raman, give me your cock. I want to suck it when Mama is fucking me. Both my holes will be sealed, and my long-time desire will be fulfilled.”
Raman removing his shorts and underwear, knelt before his wife, placing his cock close to her lips. I was shocked to see his tiny cock, which was about 3 inches and flaccid. Abhilasha took it fully inside her mouth and started sucking like a lollipop. I was hammering her pussy.
Occasionally I bent down, licking her nipples and trying to suck her boobs. I fucked her tight pussy for fifteen minutes and was sweating a lot. But Abhilasha was showing no discomfort and was sucking her husband’s small one happily.
Her breasts swayed all over her chest due to my thrust. I wondered how much milk she would produce if she gave birth. Still pumping her gripping pussy I asked, “Will you feed me your milk if you have a baby, Dear?”
Abhilasha removed her husband’s cock from her mouth. She looked at me with a naughty smile and said, “Of course, Darling, my soul and body is yours now, and you don’t have to ask me. You just have to order me. Come on fuck me, make me pregnant so I can feed my Darling my milk from my tits.”
I fucked her for another fifteen minutes. I was getting tired and badly needed a release. I looked at the bedside clock and saw the time was past 12. It was almost one hour before the couple came to my room. I needed to cum very urgently. I asked, “Shall I cum, Abhilasha?”
She looked at me and said, “Ok if you want to. But don’t pull off till I say so. I want to feel your dick throbbing in me.” I began to release my cum in Abhilasha’s pussy. The first three spurts were huge, filling her up. The next spurts of semen were overflowing from her pussy and wetting the sheets.
Abhilasha was kissing all over my face like a puppy showing her affection to get satisfied. My nephew was looking at us, showing any emotions. Abhilasha’s pussy was trying to milk my cock for more which was not there. I drifted to sleep as she kissed me with my flaccid cock still buried inside her.
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She said, “I can’t believe it. You are still hard after shooting so much cum a few minutes before. At this age, you are incredible. Shall I suck it, Darling?”
Looking down at her said, “My penis is sore from 2 hours of jerking. Please let me have lunch in peace, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha: I will miss this live dildo till evening. You have your lunch while I suck my toy. (she removed her kameez, baring her breasts) If you want, you can play with my tits, Mama.
I wondered what had gotten into this girl. The morning she was an educated shy housewife, and now she was behaving like a real slut. I quickly finished my lunch while Abhilasha sucked my cock, trying to make it cum, but no. I washed my hand on the plate, pushed her head away from my cock and got up.
Abhilasha, too, got up, and I saw a hint of anger on her face, pushing her leggings and panties down to reveal her pussy. I saw her pubic hair triangle. She came forward and took my cock in her hand.
She said, “See Mama, how my pussy is burning. I have been living like a saint. I enjoyed sex with my first boyfriend during my college days. The second BF was not that good, and my husband is a fucking loser. Please satisfy me, and I will do whatever you ask. Being a married woman, I can’t lower my image in society, begging my male friends for sex.”
She started crying, placing her face on my shoulders, and crushing her big boobs on my arms. I felt pity for this horny bitch. But I knew there was a child hidden in her. I knew the frustration of not getting enough sex from my nephew made her behave like this.
Patting her head, I said, “I know, Abhilasha, but I am late for the meeting. If you want, you can rub my cock on your pussy and satisfy yourself. But no penetration. I won’t be satisfied with a quick fuck. We will think about it in the evening.”
Abhilasha looked up at me sobbing, murmuring thanks and began sliding my cockhead on her bottom lips. She was dripping a lot, wetting my cock with her juices. Abhilasha was concentrating on her clit. My hands went to her back, and cupping her soft ass cheeks pulled her into me.
She moaned and said, “For a moment, I thought you would desert me, seeing me act like a kid. Thanks, Darling, for not letting me down. I will fulfil all your desires tonight. Just tell me what to do.”
I was kissing her forehead, cheeks, and chin, wetting her face, hands firmly gripping her ass. She was busy rubbing my cockhead up and down her pussy lips.
Then the doorbell rang.
I was frightened and pushed her away. I said, “It must be Raman. Get dressed and answer the door. I am stinking. I will take a bath and meet him later.”
Halfheartedly, Abhilasha let my cock, pulled her leggings up and picked up her discarded kameez. I rushed to the guest bedroom. I went to the bathroom and opened the shower. This was the second shower of the day. After 5 minutes, I heard the door knock and Abhilasha’s voice.
What the hell she wants now, I wondered. I opened the door, and she came in, kneeled before me and started sucking my cock. Her dress was also getting wet, along with me. I pulled her up, slapped her cheek, and said, “What has got into you, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha, crying, said, “Hit me, Darling, I deserve it. I will go mad if you don’t have sex with me today, please, Mama.”
Me: Was it Raman?
Abhilasha: Yes, Mama, I told him you are taking a bath, and he, too, went to take a bath.
Me: Get dressed. You are soaked wet, Abhilasha.
Abhilasha: Am I not attractive, Mama? Don’t you love my body?
Me: That’s the problem. You are young, beautiful and got a figure to die for. I am an old man. What do you see in me?
Abhilasha: This is what I like in you, Mama. Men would have mauled my body, and you behave like a gentleman. You are handsome, well-mannered and know how to tease a girl with your deadly weapon.
Me: Please leave. I want to meet Raman in a sober state, not an excited one.
Abhilasha kissed my nipples, turned to leave, and said, “See my figure Mama and remember that this will be waiting for you.” She swirled around, showing her body curves as her wet dress clung to her. My cock jumped on, seeing her deliciously curvy body.
I shook my head, finished the bath, dressed and came to the living room. By then, Raman was having his lunch. I wished him and asked about his work. He was in a cheerful mood and asked me to have lunch. I said I had already. Abhilasha was a good host and took good care of me.
I left, saying I was getting late for the meeting. The meeting was in the Taj Deccan Hotel until 8 pm. It was successful. I had dinner with my clients. After they left, I went to the bar lounge alone and started drinking whiskey. I was wondering how to go to Raman’s place.
Now I knew what Abhilasha had in her mind for tonight. I didn’t want to have sex with my nephew’s wife in his house, under his nose. My mobile rang, and it was Raman calling. He asked me when I was returning. I told him I already had dinner and told them not to wait for me.
He requested me to come ASAP. I took another two drinks and left the hotel by 10.30. I reached Raman’s house by 11 pm, and he opened the door. I said, “I am tired, Raman. I need to sleep. We will talk in the morning.” I went to the guestroom, changed my clothes to a lungi and T-shirt and hit the bed.
I heard Raman and Abhilasha talking but couldn’t hear what they were talking about. I tried to sleep. After fifteen minutes, I heard the door knock, warily I got up, opened the door and saw Raman. He came in.
Abhilasha entered the bedroom behind him, wearing a white silk saree. Raman was in shorts and a T-shirt. I was worried about what was in store for me now.
Raman: Abhilasha wants to say something to you, Uncle.
Me: Can’t we talk in the morning, Raman?
Abhilasha: You promised me that you would come to me tonight, Mama.
I was dumbstruck on hearing her. She had the audacity to chide me in front of her hubby for not going to fuck her! I helplessly looked at Raman.
Raman: I know what happened between you two in the morning. I am not mad at either of you. She has desires I cannot fulfil, and I don’t mind her getting them from you instead of my lousy friends. I am tired of them talking and laughing behind my back. I have changed my job twice because of this. Please help her Uncle.
Me: What are you saying, Raman? She is a child and has wild imaginations of love and sex.
Abhilasha: I will behave like a good girl Mama. Give me a baby and make my life worth something. As I said, my cycle is ripe to conceive if I have good healthy sperm. Just spend three nights with me. I promise I won’t even look at other men once I get pregnant. I will be a good wife to Raman.
Me: Why can’t you get her pregnant, Raman?
Raman: My sperm count is very low. Uncle. I have got erection problem with premature ejaculation. I don’t want an unknown man’s child in her womb. She doesn’t like going for IVF and wants to carry her baby herself. I can’t see her suffering, Uncle. You have to help her.
Abhilasha came near me, placing her hand on my chest and saying,” I promise I will take good care of your baby and nephew. I am sick of getting fucked by random horny men who want to devour only my body and don’t want my love. After these three nights, I won’t trouble you, Mama. Even if I don’t conceive, I will remain faithful to Raman.
I looked at the couple. Sighing said, “Only three nights, Abhilasha. And you will stop behaving like a slut like you did in the morning with me. You will stop seeing your male friends too.”
Abhilasha smiled, gave a hug, went got laid on the bed and said, “Yes, Yes, Darling. I won’t even look at other men. Anyway, I got my dildo to satisfy me if I get horny. Raman will help me with the dildo, won’t you Raman,” and he nodded.
Me: Ok, Raman, if that is what you both wish me to do. I will send her back in an hour.
Abhilasha: No, darling, Raman will stay. Watch us having sex, and he may learn something from you.
I was in a fix. She wanted her husband to see me fucking her like a cuckold hubby. I saw him sitting on the bed beside his wife’s left side. Shaking my head, got on the bed, between her legs and tried to pull her saree up her legs.
Abhilasha stopped me and said, “I don’t want you to just FUCK me. I want you to make love to me like a newly wedded bride. Just imagine your first night with Suma aunty and make love to me like that, Darling.”
I removed my T-shirt, got laid on her right, rested on my left elbow, and pulled her saree pallo revealing her white blouse. Abhilasha’s breasts flesh was trying to pop out from the blouse top. I inserted my fingers between her cleavage and unhooked her blouse to see her bra.
While removing the blouse from her shoulders, my hand went down to her stomach. I felt her smooth, warm skin. I pulled her saree folds tucked into her petticoat near her navel. The saree came out, and I pulled it from her body. I untied the petticoat cord and pushed it from her legs.
Abhilasha was lying in her white bra and matching panties between me and her hubby. She didn’t try to cover her modesty but smiled at me, anticipating my next move. I saw her panties moist in the front and thought she had an orgasm already. I removed my lungi, pulled her over me, and embraced her firmly.
Abhilasha giggled like a little girl and gave me a peck on my lips. Not allowing her to remove her lips, started kissing her, and she kissed me back, sucking my lips. This was the first kiss between Abhilasha and me. The way she was kissing, I knew she was a good kisser.
I turned towards my right. Raman was keenly watching us kissing, and his hand was on his crotch, probably getting aroused on seeing his wife kissing me. My hands went to her back, unhooked the bra and pulled it from her shoulders, still kissing her.
Abhilasha’s naked warm breasts crushed my chest, and her Mangalsutra was stuck between us. My hands moved further down, and holding her panty’s waistband, pulled it down. Abhilasha helped me by lifting her hips. Once it came down to her knees, I pushed it down.
She shook her legs to dismantle her panties. Now her bare pussy was crushing my hard cock on the briefs. My hands were holding her ass, still kissing her. We kissed for almost five minutes. I saw her struggling to breathe. I removed my lips from hers and started kissing her earlobes, cheeks, nose and chin.
My saliva moistened her face, and she kissed me back on my cheeks. I sensed her hands moving down, trying to pull down my briefs, I rolled over and got on top of her, and she was lying close to her hubby. Abhilasha whispered in my ears, “Are you hard, Darling?”
“Didn’t you feel it, dear, when you were pressing your pussy against it?” I said loudly. Abhilasha blushed and said, “Why don’t you show your weapon to Raman Darling?”
Holding her breasts, I pulled her to her knees and stood on the bed. Abhilasha’s face was at my crotch level. I said, “Why don’t you show my cock to your husband yourself, Baby?”
Abhilasha blushing more, looked at her husband and said, “Do you want to see your Uncle’s cock, Raman?” he nodded. She pulled my briefs down, and my cock jumped at her face dripping pre-cum. I removed my legs from it and looked at Raman.
He was staring at my 8-inch hard cock with a surprised look. Maybe he never anticipated that I had a big one at this age. Abhilasha fondly held my cock and started licking off my pre-cum from the tip. She was licking it from bottom to top, stretching her tongue out.
Her one hand was playing with my balls. I looked at Raman, who was keenly watching his wife licking my cock. I thought it was time for some action. So I pushed Abhilasha back on the bed. I turned around in the 69 position and got on top of her.
I rested my knees at her head and brought my cock close to her mouth. I got between her thighs and my face near her pussy. Holding her thighs, I pushed them wider, making room for myself. Her glistening pussy lips opened up, showing her pinkish insides despite her abundant pubic hairs.
This was the first time I saw her pussy closely. I saw her throbbing clitoris and gave it a lick. Abhilasha’s body shivered at my lick. Taking her clit between my lips sucked it hard for a few seconds. She quickly took my cock into her mouth to reciprocate my sucking.
Abhilasha was gorging on my cock. Raman was close to seeing his wife sucking me like candy. I moved my tongue down, licking her juices from her lips. I dipped my tongue into her vaginal hole, trying to tongue fuck her. Abhilasha was holding my ass and slurping my cock, wetting it with her saliva.
I saw her pussy gushing out juices. I was tongue fucking her, and I was swallowing all of it. Abhilasha’s body was shaking when she was experiencing her orgasm. I thought it was time to take her, got up, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I heard her groaning.
Lying beside her, I asked, “Do you want to play more or…” looking at both husband and wife. Abhilasha looked at me and then at her husband. Raman said, “I never thought sex would be so wonderful without actually fucking. Go ahead and enjoy yourself, dear.”
Abhilasha gave a peck on her hubby’s cheeks. Turning towards me, she asked, “Do you want me to lie down or….”
Me: Your wish Abhilasha, If you come on top, you will be in control. If you lie down, you will be at my mercy. I don’t know if you can take me deep. I can’t control myself once I start fucking.
Abhilasha: No worries, Darling, you can go deep in me as much as you want. I am not selfish. I want you to enjoy my body and my pussy.
“Your wish, Dear.” I got between her legs, spreading her legs wide and pointing my cockhead at her hole asked again, “Are you sure you want me to do this?”
“Yes, very much, Darling,” Abhilasha said, turning to Raman, asked, “Will you do the honours of pushing your Uncle’s cock inside your wife’s pussy, Dear?”
Raman and I were startled at her unusual request. I saw Raman moving towards me, seeing his wife’s pleading face. I was in a fix. I was about to fuck his wife, and he was about to help me penetrate her. I saw him holding my cock, rubbing it up and down his wife’s pussy lips.
“She loves it very much when her pussy is rubbed by a cock, Uncle,” saying he stopped rubbing, pointing my cock at her pussy said again, “Make her yours, satisfy her and give her a baby, Uncle.”
Abhilasha smiled but screamed when I pushed all my 8 inches into her in one go, pressing my cock down deep, hitting her cervix. Her orgasms had lubricated her pussy pretty much. My cock went in with extra force, and her inner muscles gripped me tightly.
I laid on her sweating body and said, “Shall I cum now, Abhilasha?”
“What? So soon? No,” Abhilasha said with panic in her eyes.
Pulling out my cock a bit, pushing it again deep, said, laughing, “I was joking, baby. I will fuck you as long as you can withstand my pounding.” I started hammering her pussy. She was receiving it like a sport showing no discomfort on her face.
I was fucking her. I found her pussy tight for my thick cock trying to milk, despite her earlier young year’s sex adventures. Abhilasha began screaming, and I thought neighbours might hear her screams. Thought of sealing her mouth with mine, but I got a wicked idea.
Looking at Raman asked him to remove his shorts and gave his wife his cock to suck. Both husband and wife were shocked hearing me. But being a good sport, Abhilasha said, “Yes, Raman, give me your cock. I want to suck it when Mama is fucking me. Both my holes will be sealed, and my long-time desire will be fulfilled.”
Raman removing his shorts and underwear, knelt before his wife, placing his cock close to her lips. I was shocked to see his tiny cock, which was about 3 inches and flaccid. Abhilasha took it fully inside her mouth and started sucking like a lollipop. I was hammering her pussy.
Occasionally I bent down, licking her nipples and trying to suck her boobs. I fucked her tight pussy for fifteen minutes and was sweating a lot. But Abhilasha was showing no discomfort and was sucking her husband’s small one happily.
Her breasts swayed all over her chest due to my thrust. I wondered how much milk she would produce if she gave birth. Still pumping her gripping pussy I asked, “Will you feed me your milk if you have a baby, Dear?”
Abhilasha removed her husband’s cock from her mouth. She looked at me with a naughty smile and said, “Of course, Darling, my soul and body is yours now, and you don’t have to ask me. You just have to order me. Come on fuck me, make me pregnant so I can feed my Darling my milk from my tits.”
I fucked her for another fifteen minutes. I was getting tired and badly needed a release. I looked at the bedside clock and saw the time was past 12. It was almost one hour before the couple came to my room. I needed to cum very urgently. I asked, “Shall I cum, Abhilasha?”
She looked at me and said, “Ok if you want to. But don’t pull off till I say so. I want to feel your dick throbbing in me.” I began to release my cum in Abhilasha’s pussy. The first three spurts were huge, filling her up. The next spurts of semen were overflowing from her pussy and wetting the sheets.
Abhilasha was kissing all over my face like a puppy showing her affection to get satisfied. My nephew was looking at us, showing any emotions. Abhilasha’s pussy was trying to milk my cock for more which was not there. I drifted to sleep as she kissed me with my flaccid cock still buried inside her.
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2023.06.03 10:08 Astro-12 Is this sexual abuse?
It's been on my mind for a while now and it still confuses me. I'm 23 m currently. Nothing was ever physical but still doesn't feel right. To start. My father never really gave me privacy. Going so far as to watching me shower in my teen years to "make sure I'm cleaning well". I don't mean like sitting in the bathroom while I shower, I mean standing outside the bathroom opening the door just enough to not be noticed to watch me. (He would also refuse to get locks for the bathroom door and shower curtains that weren't clear bc they were more "expensive") this in particular has always bothered me. Another thing that really bothered be was his incessant demand for me to be "normal" accusing me of being gay at a very young age because I didn't notice women's chests or other privates. Going as far as showing me nude images of women to "show me what men should see first". Or pointing out women's camel toes in supermarkets to me my entire life. He would always try to engage in nsfw conversations with me also. Any time I would get a partner irregardless of age he would ask for their nsfw pics. Just his overall sexually charged nature has bothered me and it has bothered me my entire life. I wasn't thinking about sex at 6 or 8 years old. But I guess I was supposed to according to him. Let me know what y'all think. There is a lot more but it's early morning and I am tired sorry.
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2023.06.03 10:07 youngnastysaucio Anon recreates Brokeback Mountain
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2023.06.03 09:56 IronReep3r [Program Review] Super Squat
Since I have been asked several times about the program Super Squat, as well as pushing it pretty hard to trainees struggling to gain weight and size; So here is a write-up of my run of Super Squats earlier this year. Enjoy my torture.
I just finished up 6 weeks of Super Squat, as a part of Gainit's Program Party, as well as my mass-block of training. Previously I have done 9 weeks of 531 Beefcake and 9 weeks of Building the Monolith.This post is a summary of my results and lessons learned from my run of Super Squat (SS). I am (still) a 32-year-old male, with a full-time job in the Navy and a family including two kids. Having a family means I cant afford to train for hours on end, so I afford no more than around 1 hour in the gym at a time.
The program
Super squat is a mass-building program written by Randal J. Strossen in his book Super Squat. The basic of the program is you make a weight you'd normally squat for 10 reps, and do 20 reps with it, by taking at least three deep breaths between each reps. This causes you to be under the bar for >2 minutes and signals your body to grow. He also suggest several other high rep compound movements to be used in conjunction with the breathing squats, but these movements are secondary to the breathing-squats.
I LP all exercises, increasing with 2.5 kg each session. I increased the weight if i at least managed 2/3 sets at the prescribed weight.
To try to keep time in the gym to under 1 hour, I employed the same tactics as during my 531 cycles, which is superset everything. My general layout became (warm-up sets not included):
Conditioning and Recovery
The author recommends that the trainee does nothing in between the sessions, except for eating. My experience from BtM told me that easy conditioning in between heavy sessions are key for recovery. I stuck to easy conditioning like airdyne, walking and cycling (not the fun anabolic type). I did some stretching and foam-rolling, but to be honest: 20 minutes on the airdyne is ten times better then 20 minutes rolling on a foam-roller. Other than that, see “diet”.
Diet
I continued following the diet from my run of Building the Monolith during Super Squat, only adding more milk, fruit and nuts every time I had issues recovering and/or gaining weight.
Meal 1: 6 eggs on toast, with ham.
Meal 2: Overnight oats with protein powder, Greek yogurt, berries, nuts, chia-seeds and honey.
Meal 3: 300 grams of meat (chicken, beef, etc.), rice/pasta and vegetables.
Snack: Protein-shake
Meal 4: Family dinner (approx 300 grams of meat, potatoes and vegetables)
Snack: Fruit and milk
Meal 5: 6 eggs on toast, with ham, cottage cheese and milk
How it went and Lessons learned
Week 1
My goal was getting 140 kg for 20 reps, but missed this goal by 5 kg. But regardless, these are my starting weights and what my best set were:
Last successful session, 20x135kg (20x300 freedom-units)
I have gained a significantly amount of muscle, especially in the legs and back. I now have few pants that actually fit me, and I am "wider" over the back, my arms grew as well. Of the three bulking programs I have ran these last months, SS has been the most effective, especially at butting size on the legs. I will run this again, aiming for that elusive 20x140 kg, but next time I will stay true to the books diet recommendations.
I would wholeheartedly recommend this program to all trainees looking to challenge themselves , both mental and physical, and especially to trainees struggling to gain weight and size. If you follow the book AS WRITTEN, you will gain weight, size and muscle.
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I just finished up 6 weeks of Super Squat, as a part of Gainit's Program Party, as well as my mass-block of training. Previously I have done 9 weeks of 531 Beefcake and 9 weeks of Building the Monolith.This post is a summary of my results and lessons learned from my run of Super Squat (SS). I am (still) a 32-year-old male, with a full-time job in the Navy and a family including two kids. Having a family means I cant afford to train for hours on end, so I afford no more than around 1 hour in the gym at a time.
The program
Super squat is a mass-building program written by Randal J. Strossen in his book Super Squat. The basic of the program is you make a weight you'd normally squat for 10 reps, and do 20 reps with it, by taking at least three deep breaths between each reps. This causes you to be under the bar for >2 minutes and signals your body to grow. He also suggest several other high rep compound movements to be used in conjunction with the breathing squats, but these movements are secondary to the breathing-squats.
I LP all exercises, increasing with 2.5 kg each session. I increased the weight if i at least managed 2/3 sets at the prescribed weight.
To try to keep time in the gym to under 1 hour, I employed the same tactics as during my 531 cycles, which is superset everything. My general layout became (warm-up sets not included):
- 3x10 Behind the Neck Press (seated) – 2x15 Barbell rows – 25 Crunches 3x12
- Bench Press – 2x10 Barbell curl 1x20
- Breathing Squats – 1x20 Pullover 1x15
- Straight Leg Deadlift – 1x20 Pullover – 3x20 Barbell Calf Raise
Conditioning and Recovery
The author recommends that the trainee does nothing in between the sessions, except for eating. My experience from BtM told me that easy conditioning in between heavy sessions are key for recovery. I stuck to easy conditioning like airdyne, walking and cycling (not the fun anabolic type). I did some stretching and foam-rolling, but to be honest: 20 minutes on the airdyne is ten times better then 20 minutes rolling on a foam-roller. Other than that, see “diet”.
Diet
I continued following the diet from my run of Building the Monolith during Super Squat, only adding more milk, fruit and nuts every time I had issues recovering and/or gaining weight.
Meal 1: 6 eggs on toast, with ham.
Meal 2: Overnight oats with protein powder, Greek yogurt, berries, nuts, chia-seeds and honey.
Meal 3: 300 grams of meat (chicken, beef, etc.), rice/pasta and vegetables.
Snack: Protein-shake
Meal 4: Family dinner (approx 300 grams of meat, potatoes and vegetables)
Snack: Fruit and milk
Meal 5: 6 eggs on toast, with ham, cottage cheese and milk
How it went and Lessons learned
Week 1
- The first week of SS I had do “dial” in the breathing squats. My first session I started out way to eager, eg. only breathing between every 2 reps, and trying to get the 20 rep set done quickly. The point is that time under the bar is what makes you grow, and you want the set to be agonizing.
- My second week, the breathing squats were dialed in and I did 2-3 deep breaths between each of the first ten reps, and after that I was basically breathing like a steam engine the last 10.
- Last session of week 2 was the first time I was nervous before the Squats, which were a really weird feeling. I knew that I was capable of squatting the weight for 20 reps, but I still had this lump in my throat.
- The way I get around the nervousness of getting under the bar is convincing myself that “this is something that has to be done”, like everything depends on me getting done with this set. It might be weird, but its what worked for me.
- The agony of 20 rep breathing squats continue. For me, its probably rep 10-15 which are the most mentally taxing. I was only half way at number 10, and now I still have 10 more (no end in sight). This is where you have to shut out everything else and just squat.
- Finding a “mantra” helps a lot when dealing with the last 10 reps. I found Jon Anderssons “burn the ships” from Deep Water to be great (Its an Alexander the Great quote... Look it up).
- After rep 15-16 on the squat, I could not feel my arms anymore. It is normal, just deal with it.
- Last session of the week (20x120 kg) I got one serious case of headache after completing the set.. My head was pounding several hours after the workout. This would continue on and of for the rest of the program, but a banana and some salts imidiatly after the squats did help.
- One of the “fun” things about working in the navy is the short notice 2-week exercises they trow at you. This meant I had to put SS on hold for two weeks, since there were no squat-racks in sight...
- Returning to SS two weeks later, I decided to just jump strait back in, and my first day back (20x125 kg) was by far the most mentally and physically taxing set by far. I started regretting all my life choices by rep 6...
- This week was also the first week I needed “help” keeping count. In my garage gym, I have 5 garage door-hinges, and I used them to keep count by moving my eyes to the next one each set. This was also a great way to push yourself, by always thinking: “I can at least get to the next hinge”.
- The injuries started to pile up by this week. Both my knees were hurting a lot, and shoulders had started “locking” up.
- Missed my first weight this week as well. Started off great, with a huge milestone of 20x130, but I just wouldn't seem to recover for the next session, missing 132.5 kg.
- This was probably due to under eating, which in turn made me doubt my ability to continue. Super Squat is as much a mental program as a physical one, and when you start doubting yourself, you start missing.
- This week continued in the same rut as week 5. I made an ugly 20x135 kg for my first session, but missed 140 kg twice, ending my Super Squat run on a sour note.
My goal was getting 140 kg for 20 reps, but missed this goal by 5 kg. But regardless, these are my starting weights and what my best set were:
| Start | End | |
|---|---|---|
| WeightSquatBehind the Neck PressRowBench PressCurlsRDLStanding Calf Raise | 99.5 kg20x100 kg10x30 kg15x60 kg12x60 kg10x30 kg15x50 kg20x40 kg | 105.1 kg20x135 kg, 13x140 kg10x47.5 kg12x80 kg12x80 kg10x47.5 kg15x120 kg20x65 kg |
I have gained a significantly amount of muscle, especially in the legs and back. I now have few pants that actually fit me, and I am "wider" over the back, my arms grew as well. Of the three bulking programs I have ran these last months, SS has been the most effective, especially at butting size on the legs. I will run this again, aiming for that elusive 20x140 kg, but next time I will stay true to the books diet recommendations.
I would wholeheartedly recommend this program to all trainees looking to challenge themselves , both mental and physical, and especially to trainees struggling to gain weight and size. If you follow the book AS WRITTEN, you will gain weight, size and muscle.
2023.06.03 09:55 Logical-District2790 My process
Hey so I just had my surgery on the 30 and I thought I’d give a detailed description of how the process went for me. Please bare with me. I did the best I could describing and telling my story.
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
submitted by Logical-District2790 to wls [link] [comments]
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
2023.06.03 09:55 Logical-District2790 My process
Hey so I just had my surgery on the 30 and I thought I’d give a detailed description of how the process went for me. Please bare with me. I did the best I could describing and telling my story.
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
submitted by Logical-District2790 to gastricsleeve [link] [comments]
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
2023.06.03 09:54 Logical-District2790 My process
Hey so I just had my surgery on the 30 and I thought I’d give a detailed description of how the process went for me. Please bare with me. I did the best I could describing and telling my story.
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
submitted by Logical-District2790 to BariatricSurgery [link] [comments]
The beginning:
I went to my doctor and asked for her to refer me to the bariatric doctor because I was ready to discuss surgery. Last year before I had my 2nd son I had started a weight loss pill that helped me lose 30 pounds. Which put the breaks on getting surgery. (It was a discussion with my doctor but I wanted to try the pills before doing surgery) A requirement was being over 210 and with taking the pills it brought me to 200 so I didn’t see the point of surgery. But then I got pregnant, had gestational diabetes and gained a bunch of weight. He’s one now and I still haven’t been able to let the weight go which motivated me to go the surgery route. My genetics also play a huge part in why I decided to get the surgery. Me and my mom both have the same body type and she struggles with her weight. And I decided I didn’t want to be on that path.
The program:
So I started my program. Which consisted of monthly appointments with a dietician practicing diets and figuring out any bad habits to try to get rid of them. I’ll be honest I didn’t follow much. I just showed up to my appointments and took all the information in. As long as I didn’t gain weight I was okay. I started the program at 250lbs. At the end of the 6 months I lost 5lbs. I failed the psych evaluation and had to redo it. But it only delayed the process by a couple of weeks. No biggie.
Scheduling:
Once I got the okay to have surgery, they scheduled my day. I believe I was called on the 1st week of may and was schedule may 30. I was super shocked it was so close. But was ready for it to be done. I had to do a liquid diet for a week. Also know as the liver shrink diet. Only liquids my dietician said salads for dinner was okay. Which I followed to a T until the 6th day. Before the liquid stage I got sick and had no appetite so I wasn’t eating anything at all. In that week I lost 5lbs, I gained like 2 back when I started eating again but then I went right to the liquid diet and I felt like I was losing it. I hadn’t really ain’t a solid meal in almost 2 weeks. So I had one solid meal of rice and meat (spanish food). I went back to the liquid diet for the next 2 days and lost 7lbs in total on the liquid diet. I was also told to stop any vitamins or pills so I did that as well.
The surgery:
So the day of my surgery I didn’t eat anything. My surgeon recommended I drink a G2 on the way to the hospital to help with the anesthesia. Which I did. I didn’t drink the whole thing cause my stomach was all twisted from not really eating anything. They also wanted me to shower the night before and the morning of using the hibiclens. I had my mom drop me off because they don’t allow you to drive home and I did not want to leave my car in the garage overnight. I got there at 7 am. I was admitted and waited to be called to the back. They put me in a admitting room where they had me change into a surgery gown. Had me document my belongings. And pee in a cup for a pregnancy test. They asked all the same questions all over again which I answered. A nurse wiped my belly again with what I believe was hibiclens again. They then put my iv and started fluid. The anesthesiologist came in asked me questions and then said they were giving me meds to go to sleep. They rolled me out to the surgery room which was almost 10am when I checked the time. 5 minutes later I was out. I woke up in the recovery room.
Waking up:
So I woke up and was out of it. I believe it was around 12-1pm. They let me stay asleep while they made sure my vitals were back to normal. I did hear the nurse a few times saying that my pressure was high but they were able to fix it because they moved me to my own room shortly after. Getting to my own room I slept sooo much. They would come to get me up to walk every 4 hours unless I got up to pee. Which I had to call a nurse to help me go cause I wasn’t allowed to get up on my own. Majority of the times I woke up I felt nauseous. Which lead to me throwing up blood.(this is normal) So for the first 18 hours out of surgery I slept, woke up to pee, threw up and walked around the floor for a lap to get my steps in. They would also give me pain and nausea meds. I was also getting continuous fluids. Which is why I was peeing every 2-3 hours. The pain always maintained level 6-7 it never got worse then that. And the pain meds and sleeping made it non existent. (I want to add I do have a high pain tolerance. I had 2 8+lb babies with no epidural if that helps gauge it.) The next morning I felt so restless I was ready to go. They discharged me around 12pm and my sister in law picked me up. They were able to bring me my meds to take home and I went home feeling way better then I did the first day.
Things I think I forgot:
I have 5 incisions. I’m currently on a liquid diet. It hurts to cough ( I am still alittle sick) the glue is already coming off around the incisions. I hardly drink or eat anything. I’m struggling to hit my goals but I’m hopeful that I can do it. I’m only on day 2 of being home. I do get gas. But burping helps relieve the pains. I don’t take the pain meds as prescribed. Only when I really feel like I’m in pain. I am a weed smoker and I have posted about it in the past and wanted to say I did smoke 2 nights before the surgery. But not the night of. And everything went smooth for me. This doesn’t mean it will be the same for everyone else. Also want to add I am not really a heavy smoker. I just smoke when I want to. I’m sorry if this was long. But I noticed alot of people asking how others procedures went and I wanted to share mine. I hope this will help someone. So far I do not regret my decision. I am a total of 14lbs down since I started my liquid diet. I know it’s just the beginning and I have so much ahead of me to conquer. The worst has past and I honestly believe it was the surgery. Please ask any questions. I’m open to answering anything.
HW: 250 SW: 237 CW: 231
2023.06.03 09:44 Icyymochaa My workplace rants
This might or might not be long but I’ve only been working for about 6 months at this new place and it’s already driving me fucking insane. 1. Please for the love of god stop telling me to smile. I’m not smiling for a fucking reason, I’m having a shitty time, serving shitty people like you. Those “Come on it can’t be that bad” aren’t doing jack shit, why don’t you sit here for 8 hours getting yelled at over an order or some fucking cigarettes while serving 20 other people. 2. JUST HAND ME THE FUCKING MONEY. Stop throwing it on the counter especially if it’s crumbled up. Like wtf how did this even happen just unfold it, hand it to me, I give you your mf change, and YOU GET YOUR SHIT AND GTFO. It’s not that fucking difficult. 3. Can y’all start saying “Hello” and fucking “thank you”. That’s basic manners that is 1 year old basic FUCKING MANNERS. People don’t understand how disrespectful that shit is. I DID SOMETHING FOR YOU I DONT GIVE A SHIT IF ITS MY JOB I STILL DID IT. All I ask for is a FUCKING “Thank you have a nice day” 4. Start cleaning after yourselves. Like what the actual fuck…are y’all doing… to make these counters SO DIRTY. Why is there sugar and coffee and milk and other random bullshit everything. Is this how your tables at home look? This one time I had to take out all the creamers from our coffee table cause some how some way someone spilled milk inside the table. How the Fuck does that happen? I have no fucking idea. 5. STOP LEAVING OUR FREEZER DOORS OPEN. Yknow when you’re home and you open your fridge you close it when you’re done right? Okay so when you’re in the magical store I work at IT WORKS THE SAME FUCKING WAY. 6. If I’m working on something or I’m helping another person there’s this very special thing called ✨wait your turn✨ 7. CONTROL YOUR MF KIDS 8. To the old people out there..when you hear the “beep beep” noise take out your card. You look like a fucking dumbass when you don’t. 9. This is a problem to mainly men at the store at work at but yknow everywhere different. Start taking showers you fucking stink like weed, sweat, and ass. 10. For the love of god don’t yell at me cause I don’t know what scratch my ass menthol 100s are okay. I don’t speak lung cancer. Just point and I’ll give it to you instead of you being an impatient mf. Thanks for coming to my 4am rant.
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2023.06.03 09:22 riggs195 Anon's Pacific NorthWest Encounters
So, I’m writing this on my phone because I figured I should share my experiences. I’ve shared one already but I figured I should share more as I have had quite the run-ins with some odd things in the woods of the Pacific Northwest.
I live in Oregon, but I do tend to travel on my off time in the wilderness, despite my run ins I love the forest, nature, and all I just tend to be much more careful now.
This first story takes place in my home state. I have a buddy who is a park ranger and he shared me a story of his own. He works at Crater Lake National Park and was patrolling one of the trails that was reported by hikers who said they heard a bear in the area. He went out with a tranquilizer to move the bear out of an area that was close to a campground. He was walking as usual when he felt eyes on him…he began to hear movement in the woods, and he shouted out “anybody out there?”
No response.
He got his tranquilizer ready and proceeded toward the noise. But as he approached, he heard another noise behind him.
Now he was thinking, “Oh no there’s more than one out here.”
Not sure what to do he prepared for the worst but then to his relief it was two deer. He sighed in relief thanking God that he wasn’t going to be mauled that day. But suddenly he noticed blood on one of the deer’s antlers and next to it behind the bushes it came out of was the carcass of a black bear. The two deer just stared at him and returned to feasting on the bear. He wasn’t sure what to do, tranquilize them or risk being a victim? He decided it was best to take the shot and hit both. They didn’t even budge and just walked off into the forest.
He reported the dead carcass of the bear and just had a team remove the remains. Still gives him the Chills thinking back to that day.
The next story was when I went on a fishing trip with a friend in Washington.
We had set out to fish along this river that was calm that day.
We caught a few fish and even some crawdads. I love seafood so I wanted us to stay out longer to catch a few more fish. My friend ended up taking a nap while I continued to fish. All was well but I suddenly noticed something in the distance, something dark moving along the river. I thought it was some sort of log that was stuck and got free and was floating along the river, but its movements didn’t appear normal. It would move back and forth getting closer and closer. I began to get nervous; I can’t really explain why it just felt like I needed to get away from whatever this thing was.
I turned to my friend who was still asleep and heard a splash.
I looked back and the thing was just gone. I looked around wondering where it went, and I saw it. Perched on top of a tree, I thought it was a cougar, I grabbed my binoculars for a closer look, and it was crouched but was tall, lanky and had milky white eyes but covered in black feathers and wearing some sort of animal pelt. I felt a sudden sense of dread and fear I never felt before. I looked back to my friend to wake him but before I could I heard another splash and saw it was back in the water now headed to the boat. I said “F this “and then turned on the motor and hauled ass out of there. My friend woke up yelling at me and asked, “What the hell are you doing?” but I didn’t respond. When we got to the loading dock, I anchored the boat and told him to get in the truck and he protested about leaving the boat and I said, “We will get it later get in now!”
The car ride back I explained everything, and I saw how pale he got. He’s part Native American and explained to me that what I saw was a Skinwalker.
This next story takes place in the Canadian Wilderness. I was on a hunting trip with my buddy who has a cabin in Canada deep in the wilderness, off-grid type of deal. It was the beginning of winter so the snow wasn’t so bad to where you just couldn’t move. He had this goal to get a mountain lion. So, we headed out to a ridge where you could see out to a clearing where he said he saw this specific mountain lion every year. It always came to the same spot, maybe its home was nearby I don’t know. So, its nighttime, and we had a small fire going, I went to go take a piss when I noticed something or somethings… 3 humanoid figures were in the clearing, I quickly put the fire out, and my friend told me “Dude why did you do that?” I told him to shush, and we observed the 3 beings. The thing was this was way out in the middle of the wilderness, there’s absolutely no way that anybody else knew about this spot. Also, the 3 figures looked human, but I could tell they were much taller than normal and their arms, skinny and just moved unnaturally. They were circling something, but I couldn’t tell what exactly. Then one of the figures stopped and looked directly at us. We rushed to cover and didn’t really know what to do. So, we decided to not sleep that night and have our rifles ready just in case. The following morning, we went down to the clearing to see what those figures were circling and sure enough we saw footprints much larger than a normal human and the beheaded mountain lion that my friend wanted mounted in his cabin so badly but now not so much…
This story still comes across my mind to this day. Me and my buddy from our hiking club were going on a hike one day, it was a beautiful hike along a river, and we were looking for places to set up camp. We saw a campground with food and trash everywhere and at first, I was upset that someone just left this much of a mess here. But the longer I looked around the weirder things got…Their trash bag was still hoisted up on a tree branch but ripped open, the food was still there and if a bear or another animal got to the food, they would of ate everything. Also, there tents were still set up, but ripped as if from the inside, clothes still around and even 2 pairs of boots. The whole campground looked as if whoever was there was immediately in a rush to get out of there and just left all their belongings, not even bothering to take their shoes. The hairs on my neck stood up and both my buddy and I decided that we should call it a day and just hike back to the car. I reported the incident to the forest rangers, but they said they weren’t aware of anybody camping in the area and did not receive any reports from the area. Still freaks me out thinking what could have spooked these people so bad they left their tents, not even bothering to use the zipper and leaving their clothes and shoes behind.
This next one comes from a solo hike. I was doing a 3-day solo trip somewhere in Washington near the Canadian border. I was literally way out there no facilities or normal campground. I was just hiking along, and dusk was approaching, my campsite was already set but I just went for a stroll when I thought I heard a child’s voice calling for help. I thought it was my imagination, but I heard it again. I began to follow it and then I saw the child. He looked dirty; clothes still intact but his back was facing me. I called out to this kid, and he turned around but before he could speak, he was pulled by someone or something down on the other side of this hill. Then I heard a loud crash as if a metal down shut. I ran to where I saw the kid and saw nothing but the same clothes, he was wearing neatly folded and his shoes right next to them. After a few minutes to no avail, I made my way back to the campsite gathered all my things and headed back. I went to the forest ranger station and told them about what I saw. Never found out if they found that kid or not.
Now this story comes from my close friend in Oregon, but this happened in Washington. So, I was hanging out with my friend who has pretty much grew up in the outdoors all his life and I asked him what his most creepy experience in the woods was. He told me he didn’t have a lot of experiences like that aside from hearing weird things at night when he went camping. But, this one time he was out hiking with his dog, they usually are a pair for hiking with friends but this time he was out hiking with just his dog in the deep woods of Washington on a trail that had very little traffic, like you wouldn’t expect to run into anybody. So, his dog is off leash, roaming a little in front of him and as they come to a corner the dog just stopped and his hair stood on the back of his neck, did a single bark moved up one step and then just ran behind my friend, not behind his legs but down the trail behind my friend, about 25 yards behind him. My friend pulled out his firearm and aimed forward, considering this was an area where black bears are he thought maybe his dog saw a bear but after a few minutes he didn’t find anything, no animals, nothing. His dog refused to go near him even after he kept calling for his dog. He eventually left the trail with his dog and got back home in one piece. But he said he never saw his dog act like that, his dog and he have hiked plenty, and his dog has been spooked before, but he never acted that way and he would always come back to my friend even when spooked.
This last story I have for now occurred when I was hunting with my buddy in Washington. The area still had trees but was on the dryer side with us being closer to the desert.
We had a deer blind set up near a clearing and scanned the area for some deer when we noticed a big elk with a couple of doe. They were grazing and we just watched since we didn’t want this deer.
What was odd though was the weather began to get rainy and fog rolled in as evening was approaching. We noticed that the elk began to showcase defensive behavior, going back and forth making grunting noises and huffing as it began to set up a defensive area around the doe who were now cowering in a small area. Kind of like “Back up these are mine” This elk was staring at the tree line, and we thought, “oh shit maybe it’s a bear”. But to our surprise it wasn’t, it was another elk. We got a little excited thinking we were about to see these two elk go at it to see who gets to take the herd of doe home, but I stopped once I put it together. Why did the doe seem so afraid then?
Then I saw another elk and another and another all just staring at the protective elk.
But then to our shock all the elks began to stand. On two legs.
Now sometimes deer will do this as a protective or displaying behavior of superiority, but these elk were not.
The protective elk began to show more aggression attempting to scare them off.
My friend whispered to me. “What the hell is this, I’ve never seen this before in my life.”
My friend has been hunting for over 15 years from Alaska all the way to Colorado and parts in the East coast. A seasoned man who didn’t scare easily but I could tell this freaked him out.
The group of bipedal elk just stood there and then they all bolted towards the Elk and the elk charged them at the same time. Managing to impale two of the elks but he was outnumbered, and the elks didn’t use their antlers but began to bite the elk with what looked like jagged sharp fangs.
It was horrible. They then they circled the elk and just looked up to the moon and made these god-awful gurgling noises
It looked like some sort of F’d up ritual.
We decided that we should leave and began to grab our things to leave. I’m positive that we were too far for anyone to hear but I sweat as soon as we moved one of the deer stopped and looked right at us.
And that’s when we nopped out of there, we ran all the way to the truck hoping we didn’t run into those elks or whatever the hell those things were. I have seen deer display hostile behavior but never like that.
We were rushing to throw our stuff and sped out onto the dirt road. We got about 1/4 a mile away when we noticed a giant log blocking our path that wasn’t there before.
My friend said: “dammit we have to move it”
Luckily, we had a chainsaw in the back, and he cut some of the log away so we could move it. But God those logs were heavy, when we got to the last of the log my friend said, “help me move it!” I joined in, and we both lifted the last of the log out of the way out we noticed something on the road. It was one of those deer. Just standing looking at us. We backed up towards the truck my friend not even caring to grab the chainsaw and I swear it opened its mouth and said “hhe hhe-hel-help me moo-move iiiit”
It was distorted but sounded exactly like my friend.
We just ran to the truck from there and we hit the gas and this deer just ran towards the truck and hopped on the front and then the top of the truck and I’m just shitting bricks at this point and attempt to grab the shotgun from under the seat when my friend says “hang on” and just hits the brakes hard and this deer just goes flying off the truck and he quickly speeds around it .
We stayed at a hotel after driving 2 hours straight back to civilization.
Honestly, I believe deer just have some messed up ways, but I really don’t know what they were but I’m positive they weren’t deer, I don’t know what they were.
Part 2
I figured I’d mention this since I didn’t add it to my previous post.
These experiences I had forever changed my perspective on the woods and I questioned whether I should ever step foot in the woods again. I don’t know why I attract these experiences but part of it motivates me to keep going to share what I see.
This other story was a time I went out with a friend to explore. We were in the backcountry just exploring and I suddenly saw this weird structure. My friend decided we should check it out and we saw this stone-like structure covered in moss and it must have been there for decades. What was weird though it had this rectangular structure that had a door, the door was perfectly preserved as if someone just installed it. No rust on the door handle or any weather damage, it’s like it came fresh out of the store.
I went to get a closer look and I was about to try to open the door when my internal gut feeling was screaming to me that something was wrong and we should not be here, and extreme sense of fear flooded my entire being and my hair on the back of my neck stood up.
My friend told me “What’s wrong?”
I told him “Maybe we should just go”
And he said “we can’t just leave now let’s at least see what’s inside”
Just as I fought my fear off and went for the handle the door began to creak open and I felt something was just VERY wrong, and I think my friend just instinctively knew we had to run, and we just got the hell out of dodge.
We returned with more people and armed to the teeth to try the door again.
But we couldn’t find the structure anywhere despite me marking this area on my map before we even attempted the door.
I always wondered what would have happened had I opened that door….
This next one I was camping with my old roommate, and we were enjoying the night and headed to bed soon after our fire was put out.
Around 3 am I had to piss so I went to the tree at the edge of our campsite
I heard movement after I finished and thought it was my friend having to do the same as me. A few feet away I gave him the okay hand sign and he gave it back
But the way his fingers moved just looked …wrong
I thought maybe I was just tired and headed back to my tent.
The following morning, we made breakfast and I mentioned to him how I drank too much the night before and don’t like having to piss at night but at least I wasn’t the only one who had to go.
My friend looked confused by that last part and said “what do you mean only one? “
I told him: “you don’t remember? We went to pee at the same time.” Then I showed him the okay gesture that I gave him last night to jog his memory and he just told me: “dude I didn’t get up at all last night…”
A chill ran up my spine and I just played it off that I was dreaming.
I don’t know who or what that was last night, we never saw anybody out there and I checked around the campsite after breakfast for footprints, saw mine but nobody’s where I thought I saw my friend the night before.
This next one is like the previous one, but I was camping with my girlfriend at the time. We had a great night doing you know couple of things and then in the middle of the night I had to piss. Did my business at a nearby tree, and then I heard my girlfriend calling my name, in the woods. I figured she had to go to and just wanted to have some privacy. Maybe she needed toilet paper and forgot, as I went to the tent to grab a roll, I heard her call my name again then said help me.
I thought about going over to her but went to grab the roll anyway because I didn’t want to go out there then she tells me she needs the toilet paper. As I opened the tent, I just stood there surprised, my girlfriend was sound asleep still. So, who was calling my name?... I heard my name again but louder and my girlfriend's voice saying “COME HERE NOW”
I just decided to go in the tent, and just laid there silent, not sure what to do. I didn’t hear anything for the rest of the night and passed out after the surge of adrenaline just put me out.
I didn’t tell my girlfriend about it, and just told her we had to cut the trip short because I forgot I have a paper to write.
This Last one happened in 2019. I took a drive on a forest road about 45 mins in. Parked near this trailhead and took off to the trail.
I was admiring the flora and fauna and just going on a normal hike when I noticed my vision completely changed as if I was looking through prescription glasses that weren’t mine. The vegetation changed and it was daylight when I was hiking but now it was dark as if sunset just passed.
This happens almost instantly. It was like I was in a completely new environment.
I then felt something graze my shoulder, it was a hairy arm, like the one you’d see from an ape or Bigfoot, and it was about to grab me, but I managed to take a step back, and I just see the hand grab where my neck would have been. I felt this sudden sense of dread and just began to backpedal and after a couple of steps, my vision went back to normal. The sunlight returned as well as the flora and fauna. I just saw a fuzzy-like outline in a circular shape in front of me from where I just stepped out of, and it eventually disappeared the more steps back I took.
I just stood there completely shocked about what just happened and came to my senses as my internal red flags were going off and I just turned around and ran to my truck and got out of the area. I never had this happen to me before and it thankfully hasn’t happened since. Since this happened, I have never gone hiking alone again.
To end this off, I just want to add that I enjoy the woods and nature it is full of beauty and wonder. But there are things out there…things even the natives knew to stay away from. There are things out there, that don’t care about you, or that you have families, or loved ones. I still go out to the woods, but after that last experience, it took me a long time to get the courage to go out there again. I never go out for solo hikes anymore, and if I can’t go with someone, I always take my dog. Thanks for hearing my stories and I’ll be sure to share any future experiences I have.
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I live in Oregon, but I do tend to travel on my off time in the wilderness, despite my run ins I love the forest, nature, and all I just tend to be much more careful now.
This first story takes place in my home state. I have a buddy who is a park ranger and he shared me a story of his own. He works at Crater Lake National Park and was patrolling one of the trails that was reported by hikers who said they heard a bear in the area. He went out with a tranquilizer to move the bear out of an area that was close to a campground. He was walking as usual when he felt eyes on him…he began to hear movement in the woods, and he shouted out “anybody out there?”
No response.
He got his tranquilizer ready and proceeded toward the noise. But as he approached, he heard another noise behind him.
Now he was thinking, “Oh no there’s more than one out here.”
Not sure what to do he prepared for the worst but then to his relief it was two deer. He sighed in relief thanking God that he wasn’t going to be mauled that day. But suddenly he noticed blood on one of the deer’s antlers and next to it behind the bushes it came out of was the carcass of a black bear. The two deer just stared at him and returned to feasting on the bear. He wasn’t sure what to do, tranquilize them or risk being a victim? He decided it was best to take the shot and hit both. They didn’t even budge and just walked off into the forest.
He reported the dead carcass of the bear and just had a team remove the remains. Still gives him the Chills thinking back to that day.
The next story was when I went on a fishing trip with a friend in Washington.
We had set out to fish along this river that was calm that day.
We caught a few fish and even some crawdads. I love seafood so I wanted us to stay out longer to catch a few more fish. My friend ended up taking a nap while I continued to fish. All was well but I suddenly noticed something in the distance, something dark moving along the river. I thought it was some sort of log that was stuck and got free and was floating along the river, but its movements didn’t appear normal. It would move back and forth getting closer and closer. I began to get nervous; I can’t really explain why it just felt like I needed to get away from whatever this thing was.
I turned to my friend who was still asleep and heard a splash.
I looked back and the thing was just gone. I looked around wondering where it went, and I saw it. Perched on top of a tree, I thought it was a cougar, I grabbed my binoculars for a closer look, and it was crouched but was tall, lanky and had milky white eyes but covered in black feathers and wearing some sort of animal pelt. I felt a sudden sense of dread and fear I never felt before. I looked back to my friend to wake him but before I could I heard another splash and saw it was back in the water now headed to the boat. I said “F this “and then turned on the motor and hauled ass out of there. My friend woke up yelling at me and asked, “What the hell are you doing?” but I didn’t respond. When we got to the loading dock, I anchored the boat and told him to get in the truck and he protested about leaving the boat and I said, “We will get it later get in now!”
The car ride back I explained everything, and I saw how pale he got. He’s part Native American and explained to me that what I saw was a Skinwalker.
This next story takes place in the Canadian Wilderness. I was on a hunting trip with my buddy who has a cabin in Canada deep in the wilderness, off-grid type of deal. It was the beginning of winter so the snow wasn’t so bad to where you just couldn’t move. He had this goal to get a mountain lion. So, we headed out to a ridge where you could see out to a clearing where he said he saw this specific mountain lion every year. It always came to the same spot, maybe its home was nearby I don’t know. So, its nighttime, and we had a small fire going, I went to go take a piss when I noticed something or somethings… 3 humanoid figures were in the clearing, I quickly put the fire out, and my friend told me “Dude why did you do that?” I told him to shush, and we observed the 3 beings. The thing was this was way out in the middle of the wilderness, there’s absolutely no way that anybody else knew about this spot. Also, the 3 figures looked human, but I could tell they were much taller than normal and their arms, skinny and just moved unnaturally. They were circling something, but I couldn’t tell what exactly. Then one of the figures stopped and looked directly at us. We rushed to cover and didn’t really know what to do. So, we decided to not sleep that night and have our rifles ready just in case. The following morning, we went down to the clearing to see what those figures were circling and sure enough we saw footprints much larger than a normal human and the beheaded mountain lion that my friend wanted mounted in his cabin so badly but now not so much…
This story still comes across my mind to this day. Me and my buddy from our hiking club were going on a hike one day, it was a beautiful hike along a river, and we were looking for places to set up camp. We saw a campground with food and trash everywhere and at first, I was upset that someone just left this much of a mess here. But the longer I looked around the weirder things got…Their trash bag was still hoisted up on a tree branch but ripped open, the food was still there and if a bear or another animal got to the food, they would of ate everything. Also, there tents were still set up, but ripped as if from the inside, clothes still around and even 2 pairs of boots. The whole campground looked as if whoever was there was immediately in a rush to get out of there and just left all their belongings, not even bothering to take their shoes. The hairs on my neck stood up and both my buddy and I decided that we should call it a day and just hike back to the car. I reported the incident to the forest rangers, but they said they weren’t aware of anybody camping in the area and did not receive any reports from the area. Still freaks me out thinking what could have spooked these people so bad they left their tents, not even bothering to use the zipper and leaving their clothes and shoes behind.
This next one comes from a solo hike. I was doing a 3-day solo trip somewhere in Washington near the Canadian border. I was literally way out there no facilities or normal campground. I was just hiking along, and dusk was approaching, my campsite was already set but I just went for a stroll when I thought I heard a child’s voice calling for help. I thought it was my imagination, but I heard it again. I began to follow it and then I saw the child. He looked dirty; clothes still intact but his back was facing me. I called out to this kid, and he turned around but before he could speak, he was pulled by someone or something down on the other side of this hill. Then I heard a loud crash as if a metal down shut. I ran to where I saw the kid and saw nothing but the same clothes, he was wearing neatly folded and his shoes right next to them. After a few minutes to no avail, I made my way back to the campsite gathered all my things and headed back. I went to the forest ranger station and told them about what I saw. Never found out if they found that kid or not.
Now this story comes from my close friend in Oregon, but this happened in Washington. So, I was hanging out with my friend who has pretty much grew up in the outdoors all his life and I asked him what his most creepy experience in the woods was. He told me he didn’t have a lot of experiences like that aside from hearing weird things at night when he went camping. But, this one time he was out hiking with his dog, they usually are a pair for hiking with friends but this time he was out hiking with just his dog in the deep woods of Washington on a trail that had very little traffic, like you wouldn’t expect to run into anybody. So, his dog is off leash, roaming a little in front of him and as they come to a corner the dog just stopped and his hair stood on the back of his neck, did a single bark moved up one step and then just ran behind my friend, not behind his legs but down the trail behind my friend, about 25 yards behind him. My friend pulled out his firearm and aimed forward, considering this was an area where black bears are he thought maybe his dog saw a bear but after a few minutes he didn’t find anything, no animals, nothing. His dog refused to go near him even after he kept calling for his dog. He eventually left the trail with his dog and got back home in one piece. But he said he never saw his dog act like that, his dog and he have hiked plenty, and his dog has been spooked before, but he never acted that way and he would always come back to my friend even when spooked.
This last story I have for now occurred when I was hunting with my buddy in Washington. The area still had trees but was on the dryer side with us being closer to the desert.
We had a deer blind set up near a clearing and scanned the area for some deer when we noticed a big elk with a couple of doe. They were grazing and we just watched since we didn’t want this deer.
What was odd though was the weather began to get rainy and fog rolled in as evening was approaching. We noticed that the elk began to showcase defensive behavior, going back and forth making grunting noises and huffing as it began to set up a defensive area around the doe who were now cowering in a small area. Kind of like “Back up these are mine” This elk was staring at the tree line, and we thought, “oh shit maybe it’s a bear”. But to our surprise it wasn’t, it was another elk. We got a little excited thinking we were about to see these two elk go at it to see who gets to take the herd of doe home, but I stopped once I put it together. Why did the doe seem so afraid then?
Then I saw another elk and another and another all just staring at the protective elk.
But then to our shock all the elks began to stand. On two legs.
Now sometimes deer will do this as a protective or displaying behavior of superiority, but these elk were not.
The protective elk began to show more aggression attempting to scare them off.
My friend whispered to me. “What the hell is this, I’ve never seen this before in my life.”
My friend has been hunting for over 15 years from Alaska all the way to Colorado and parts in the East coast. A seasoned man who didn’t scare easily but I could tell this freaked him out.
The group of bipedal elk just stood there and then they all bolted towards the Elk and the elk charged them at the same time. Managing to impale two of the elks but he was outnumbered, and the elks didn’t use their antlers but began to bite the elk with what looked like jagged sharp fangs.
It was horrible. They then they circled the elk and just looked up to the moon and made these god-awful gurgling noises
It looked like some sort of F’d up ritual.
We decided that we should leave and began to grab our things to leave. I’m positive that we were too far for anyone to hear but I sweat as soon as we moved one of the deer stopped and looked right at us.
And that’s when we nopped out of there, we ran all the way to the truck hoping we didn’t run into those elks or whatever the hell those things were. I have seen deer display hostile behavior but never like that.
We were rushing to throw our stuff and sped out onto the dirt road. We got about 1/4 a mile away when we noticed a giant log blocking our path that wasn’t there before.
My friend said: “dammit we have to move it”
Luckily, we had a chainsaw in the back, and he cut some of the log away so we could move it. But God those logs were heavy, when we got to the last of the log my friend said, “help me move it!” I joined in, and we both lifted the last of the log out of the way out we noticed something on the road. It was one of those deer. Just standing looking at us. We backed up towards the truck my friend not even caring to grab the chainsaw and I swear it opened its mouth and said “hhe hhe-hel-help me moo-move iiiit”
It was distorted but sounded exactly like my friend.
We just ran to the truck from there and we hit the gas and this deer just ran towards the truck and hopped on the front and then the top of the truck and I’m just shitting bricks at this point and attempt to grab the shotgun from under the seat when my friend says “hang on” and just hits the brakes hard and this deer just goes flying off the truck and he quickly speeds around it .
We stayed at a hotel after driving 2 hours straight back to civilization.
Honestly, I believe deer just have some messed up ways, but I really don’t know what they were but I’m positive they weren’t deer, I don’t know what they were.
Part 2
I figured I’d mention this since I didn’t add it to my previous post.
These experiences I had forever changed my perspective on the woods and I questioned whether I should ever step foot in the woods again. I don’t know why I attract these experiences but part of it motivates me to keep going to share what I see.
This other story was a time I went out with a friend to explore. We were in the backcountry just exploring and I suddenly saw this weird structure. My friend decided we should check it out and we saw this stone-like structure covered in moss and it must have been there for decades. What was weird though it had this rectangular structure that had a door, the door was perfectly preserved as if someone just installed it. No rust on the door handle or any weather damage, it’s like it came fresh out of the store.
I went to get a closer look and I was about to try to open the door when my internal gut feeling was screaming to me that something was wrong and we should not be here, and extreme sense of fear flooded my entire being and my hair on the back of my neck stood up.
My friend told me “What’s wrong?”
I told him “Maybe we should just go”
And he said “we can’t just leave now let’s at least see what’s inside”
Just as I fought my fear off and went for the handle the door began to creak open and I felt something was just VERY wrong, and I think my friend just instinctively knew we had to run, and we just got the hell out of dodge.
We returned with more people and armed to the teeth to try the door again.
But we couldn’t find the structure anywhere despite me marking this area on my map before we even attempted the door.
I always wondered what would have happened had I opened that door….
This next one I was camping with my old roommate, and we were enjoying the night and headed to bed soon after our fire was put out.
Around 3 am I had to piss so I went to the tree at the edge of our campsite
I heard movement after I finished and thought it was my friend having to do the same as me. A few feet away I gave him the okay hand sign and he gave it back
But the way his fingers moved just looked …wrong
I thought maybe I was just tired and headed back to my tent.
The following morning, we made breakfast and I mentioned to him how I drank too much the night before and don’t like having to piss at night but at least I wasn’t the only one who had to go.
My friend looked confused by that last part and said “what do you mean only one? “
I told him: “you don’t remember? We went to pee at the same time.” Then I showed him the okay gesture that I gave him last night to jog his memory and he just told me: “dude I didn’t get up at all last night…”
A chill ran up my spine and I just played it off that I was dreaming.
I don’t know who or what that was last night, we never saw anybody out there and I checked around the campsite after breakfast for footprints, saw mine but nobody’s where I thought I saw my friend the night before.
This next one is like the previous one, but I was camping with my girlfriend at the time. We had a great night doing you know couple of things and then in the middle of the night I had to piss. Did my business at a nearby tree, and then I heard my girlfriend calling my name, in the woods. I figured she had to go to and just wanted to have some privacy. Maybe she needed toilet paper and forgot, as I went to the tent to grab a roll, I heard her call my name again then said help me.
I thought about going over to her but went to grab the roll anyway because I didn’t want to go out there then she tells me she needs the toilet paper. As I opened the tent, I just stood there surprised, my girlfriend was sound asleep still. So, who was calling my name?... I heard my name again but louder and my girlfriend's voice saying “COME HERE NOW”
I just decided to go in the tent, and just laid there silent, not sure what to do. I didn’t hear anything for the rest of the night and passed out after the surge of adrenaline just put me out.
I didn’t tell my girlfriend about it, and just told her we had to cut the trip short because I forgot I have a paper to write.
This Last one happened in 2019. I took a drive on a forest road about 45 mins in. Parked near this trailhead and took off to the trail.
I was admiring the flora and fauna and just going on a normal hike when I noticed my vision completely changed as if I was looking through prescription glasses that weren’t mine. The vegetation changed and it was daylight when I was hiking but now it was dark as if sunset just passed.
This happens almost instantly. It was like I was in a completely new environment.
I then felt something graze my shoulder, it was a hairy arm, like the one you’d see from an ape or Bigfoot, and it was about to grab me, but I managed to take a step back, and I just see the hand grab where my neck would have been. I felt this sudden sense of dread and just began to backpedal and after a couple of steps, my vision went back to normal. The sunlight returned as well as the flora and fauna. I just saw a fuzzy-like outline in a circular shape in front of me from where I just stepped out of, and it eventually disappeared the more steps back I took.
I just stood there completely shocked about what just happened and came to my senses as my internal red flags were going off and I just turned around and ran to my truck and got out of the area. I never had this happen to me before and it thankfully hasn’t happened since. Since this happened, I have never gone hiking alone again.
To end this off, I just want to add that I enjoy the woods and nature it is full of beauty and wonder. But there are things out there…things even the natives knew to stay away from. There are things out there, that don’t care about you, or that you have families, or loved ones. I still go out to the woods, but after that last experience, it took me a long time to get the courage to go out there again. I never go out for solo hikes anymore, and if I can’t go with someone, I always take my dog. Thanks for hearing my stories and I’ll be sure to share any future experiences I have.
2023.06.03 09:22 OkGap5167 Nostalgia sidewalks
something of a breakdown
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
submitted by OkGap5167 to prosepoems [link] [comments]
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
2023.06.03 09:21 OkGap5167 Nostalgia sidewalks
something of a breakdown
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
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And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
2023.06.03 09:20 OkGap5167 Nostalgia sidewalks
something of a breakdown
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
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And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
2023.06.03 09:20 OkGap5167 Nostalgia sidewalks
something of a breakdown
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks
submitted by OkGap5167 to Literarypoems [link] [comments]
And a series of illusions
When the connection was cut off, I realized how sad I was
I hope this night will not be long
I have firewood and a disc from the cold
Tomorrow
Buy a package online
And write to capacity on my chest
Fed up with you soft fingers
-
Pine forest
And a shadow
And a friend dispersed over the years
What bad luck
Young and still practicing grief and blame
Fight his words, every moment a woman
Now he loves a woman
Ask him where you are
-
I broke down crying
Tuck the air under my pocket
I turn my face to the walls
The doors just blur
And the windows are a sacred altar
Pigeons do not sing
And the horizon swallowed the light
-
counting
for you
and dismounted
outside silence
And I emptied the sound
Because you come back with an echo
to dissipate
as the dimensions of the range
The bishop has no grief, no restrictions, no beautiful adobe structure
*-
I get close to light or dust
take a shower
Submissive proximity
Closer to home and farther from heaven
Nostalgia is a country growing in my chest
It grows and extends upward to the horizon
became a lot
minimum
In order not to fragment like a galaxy like mirrors
My heart is the moon
*-
scanned paper
And a free basket of songs
breadth of need
They occupy corners
They set up a soft leaf bazaar
They run behind red lights
They caress your windows
They escape from the exhaust
sidewalks
Hug them and sing to them
\*
https://aqelayash.blogspot.com/2023/06/sidewalks.html
Nostalgia sidewalks