Car accident in beaufort s.c. yesterday
Beaufort SC
2011.06.02 05:34 Alives Beaufort SC
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2021.05.18 07:56 drkprncsx510 JasonLandry
Jason Landry, a 21 year old Texas State University student, went missing December 13, 2020 after a single-car accident near 2365 Salt Flat Road in Luling, Texas. He is believed to have been traveling home to Missouri City, Texas for Christmas break. He hasn’t been heard from since. If you have any information regarding the disappearance of Jason Landry please contact the Caldwell County Sheriff’s Office at (512) 398-6777 or the anonymous tip line at (726) 777-1359.
2023.03.30 06:00 throweeeyyyy_way (28m) Was sexually assaulted by a uni roommate years ago, then i repeatedly slept with him after - and the repressed memories are all flooding out
So important context for myself here - i’ve recently been diagnosed with BPD, C-PTSD and anxiety. This is all worth remembering as my behavior was partly influenced by behavioral patterns I developed growing up in a very dysfunctional home.
So in my first summer in university, I was sexually assaulted. I was very, very high (3 edibles + a bong hit, first time high in fact), and a new ‘friend’ of mine, started playing porn and stuck his hand in my pants. I should state, I was freaking out and practically curled up in a ball in the bed before this, he said he’d try to calm me down and did this.
Anyway, for some reason - i’m not sure why, he apologized after and said “sorry it’s cause we were high”, i forgave him, stupidly. He then asked me to be my roommate the next semester in the dorm, I stupidly accepted - now realizing that I didn’t want to disrupt the status quo with this new group I was in. I should also state that I was still dating a girl at the time, and didn’t tell her - in hindsight I can see why I got much worse with her than i already was at that point on.
When my roommate and I lived together, he began doing this again, playing porn, and basically cohering me into touching him. At this point we had already lived together, and we were intertwined with the same people. I, again, didn’t want to accept the status quo. I was also in this self destructive loop of guilt as I was still dating my ex as we kept doing sexual… stuff, again and again. Now, at first I didn’t explicitly consent when we were living together, in fact, I don’t think there was anything ever consent related. He would just start, and I would play along with it.
At first it was partly not to disrupt the status quo, primarily because I feared being scapegoated and I didnt want to be outed as a man who engaged with other men (we hung around some homophobic muslim circles) - on top of this, the overall guilt of what I was doing to my ex, combined with the fact that I settled this guy out of all people kept me in a very, very low state of mind.
Now, this person was a grade A creep - not just towards me, but he also would find ways to hack into girls’ social media accounts to steal their pictures, and at the time he had taken photos from underaged women (all unknown to them, it seems) - on top of this, my ex had broken up with me and I was deep in my depressive slump, gaining weight rapidly and fully embracing the self hate. I didn’t like that I was engaged with this guy, what’s worse is that I felt trapped since I didn’t trust him already, and if i were to out him he already would’ve had dirt on me against not only my friends, but the saudi government (who were fully funding my education at the time, i am a former saudi citizen) - I was afraid, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. My self esteem was also at an all time low so feeling “wanted” by someone, even if meant a creep who literally came over for 20 minutes to pump and dump when we stopped living together then leaving after he got off. I had always felt horrible after, but I kept on suppressing it.
When he had left to his home country around 4 years after we started, we still kept in touch for a bit as with my low self esteem, I was frankly very easy to take advantage of. I also didn’t have the courage to say no. I also felt so bad about it that it almost felt like a form of self punishment, that I didn’t deserve any better because I let it happen.
Years later, and I am finally opening up about it as this situation has added to my low self esteem, added to my chronic guilt, abandonment issues, fear of changing the status quo and it has caused me to repress my bisexuality for years after.
i’ve been afraid to date men, and because of my experiences i empathized heavily with what many women went through, which also weirdly prevented me from trying to get intimate or initiate anything consensual, because of the guilt I have associated with my experiences - I aim to tell my therapist all of this in our next appointment (early next week), but the repressed memory came out yesterday and i’ve been stuck, dwelling on it since.
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So in my first summer in university, I was sexually assaulted. I was very, very high (3 edibles + a bong hit, first time high in fact), and a new ‘friend’ of mine, started playing porn and stuck his hand in my pants. I should state, I was freaking out and practically curled up in a ball in the bed before this, he said he’d try to calm me down and did this.
Anyway, for some reason - i’m not sure why, he apologized after and said “sorry it’s cause we were high”, i forgave him, stupidly. He then asked me to be my roommate the next semester in the dorm, I stupidly accepted - now realizing that I didn’t want to disrupt the status quo with this new group I was in. I should also state that I was still dating a girl at the time, and didn’t tell her - in hindsight I can see why I got much worse with her than i already was at that point on.
When my roommate and I lived together, he began doing this again, playing porn, and basically cohering me into touching him. At this point we had already lived together, and we were intertwined with the same people. I, again, didn’t want to accept the status quo. I was also in this self destructive loop of guilt as I was still dating my ex as we kept doing sexual… stuff, again and again. Now, at first I didn’t explicitly consent when we were living together, in fact, I don’t think there was anything ever consent related. He would just start, and I would play along with it.
At first it was partly not to disrupt the status quo, primarily because I feared being scapegoated and I didnt want to be outed as a man who engaged with other men (we hung around some homophobic muslim circles) - on top of this, the overall guilt of what I was doing to my ex, combined with the fact that I settled this guy out of all people kept me in a very, very low state of mind.
Now, this person was a grade A creep - not just towards me, but he also would find ways to hack into girls’ social media accounts to steal their pictures, and at the time he had taken photos from underaged women (all unknown to them, it seems) - on top of this, my ex had broken up with me and I was deep in my depressive slump, gaining weight rapidly and fully embracing the self hate. I didn’t like that I was engaged with this guy, what’s worse is that I felt trapped since I didn’t trust him already, and if i were to out him he already would’ve had dirt on me against not only my friends, but the saudi government (who were fully funding my education at the time, i am a former saudi citizen) - I was afraid, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. My self esteem was also at an all time low so feeling “wanted” by someone, even if meant a creep who literally came over for 20 minutes to pump and dump when we stopped living together then leaving after he got off. I had always felt horrible after, but I kept on suppressing it.
When he had left to his home country around 4 years after we started, we still kept in touch for a bit as with my low self esteem, I was frankly very easy to take advantage of. I also didn’t have the courage to say no. I also felt so bad about it that it almost felt like a form of self punishment, that I didn’t deserve any better because I let it happen.
Years later, and I am finally opening up about it as this situation has added to my low self esteem, added to my chronic guilt, abandonment issues, fear of changing the status quo and it has caused me to repress my bisexuality for years after.
i’ve been afraid to date men, and because of my experiences i empathized heavily with what many women went through, which also weirdly prevented me from trying to get intimate or initiate anything consensual, because of the guilt I have associated with my experiences - I aim to tell my therapist all of this in our next appointment (early next week), but the repressed memory came out yesterday and i’ve been stuck, dwelling on it since.
2023.03.30 05:58 keletr14 Should I see a lawyer or accept money offered by Insurance company after a car wreck?
I was rear ended 2 days ago. (Location: South Carolina) I have never been in any sort of a collision, ever. the person admitted fault and immediately started a claim on their phone. I have already been contacted by their insurance company.
I was hit in a car pool line while wearing my seatbelt at an elementary school while I had been stopped for 15-30 seconds. My 5 year old unbuckled herself, and got her backpack on and was about to get out. I had my neck slightly turned looking at her and then we were hit. My daughter was pushed forward and then fell back into the seat and hit her head.
The speed limit is 10 MPH in the car pool line. There was very little traffic at this time and the person who hit me was able to drive in from the main entrance of the school to the front of the carpool line without having a reason to stop (like stopped cars in front of her) up until the front where drop off is. I don’t know what speed she was going but she was absolutely not going anywhere near 10. And it was uphill. Everyone that has seen my car has estimated she was probably going between 25-35 and is absolutely shocked at the amount of damaged that occurred in a car line.
I do have a front dash camera that recorded the accident and you can tell I was hit pretty hard and my car was pushed toward about 10 feet (uphill, with my foot on the break If that matters). The other driver Told me at different points they had no idea what happened, then they said they were turned around handing their child their bookbag, and then later said they accidentally hit the gas instead of the breaks.
My car is significantly more damaged than hers is. I wouldn’t say it’s severe damage but it’s significant. No one from the insurance company has seen it yet. My bumper is caved in and my trunk/back hatch is crinkled, cracked, and uneven (my car is an SUV) her car was larger than mine and the front bumper is slightly popped off and was cut across like a foot. No one’s Airbags went off and the cars are still drivable.
Instantly after being hit my head and neck started hurting. We waited for a police report and I got one. I immediately took both of my children to their doctor. My oldest (5) who was standing up getting their backpack on was complaining about a headache. The doctor said one pupil was slightly larger than the other and that we needed to keep an eye on it and immediately bring her to the ER if there was any other concerning behavior. Another doctor was called in for a second opinion and also agreed the pupils were not the same size. My daughter has a bump on her head where she hit. The area around her eye is now bruised a little bit. (I did take photos). The pediatrician said my 2 year old seemed normal. I then went to urgent care. They said my neck was inflamed and sprained. The diagnosis sheet said I had acute back pain and to follow up in 2 weeks. I was prescribed 2 things (I don’t remember what at the moment) and I picked them up same day from the pharmacy.
I am in a lot of pain still. Even with cream, heating pad, and prescription medicine. My neck hurts, my shoulders hurt, my back hurts bad, my knees hurt, under my arms hurt, my tailbone hurts and my ears are ringing off and on.
The person at fault insurance company (USAA) called me today. They offered me $7,000 total for injury ($2500 for me, $2500 for my child that was injured, $1500 for my child that doesn’t seem to be injured, and $500 as a “buffer”). I am a little concerned because I was told that the buffer money could be used if I was contacted with extra bills from medical Insurance, but that I shouldn’t be. I said I wasn’t ready to make a decision at the moment. She asked me if I had a different amount in mind. I said I wasn’t ready to discuss that. She also offered to give me the money and pay for any additional medial treatment we needed in the future. I still stated I wasn’t ready to make a decision and she is planning on calling me back next week.
I am having multiple family members and friends tell me I need to at least see a lawyer for a free consult. I do think I am planning on doing that. Other family members and friends are telling me I should counter a little higher and not risk wasting a bunch of time for only a little more $, which is the only reason I am reluctant. I don’t plan on signing anything until I’m 100% sure we are all ok long term. Nothing at all has been done besides an auto body shop is supposed to call me to set up an appointment to get my car in. Thank you in advance for any advice.
I am absolutely horrified thinking about how this could’ve ended if the person had hit me 30-45 seconds later when my kid would’ve been getting out of the car.
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I was hit in a car pool line while wearing my seatbelt at an elementary school while I had been stopped for 15-30 seconds. My 5 year old unbuckled herself, and got her backpack on and was about to get out. I had my neck slightly turned looking at her and then we were hit. My daughter was pushed forward and then fell back into the seat and hit her head.
The speed limit is 10 MPH in the car pool line. There was very little traffic at this time and the person who hit me was able to drive in from the main entrance of the school to the front of the carpool line without having a reason to stop (like stopped cars in front of her) up until the front where drop off is. I don’t know what speed she was going but she was absolutely not going anywhere near 10. And it was uphill. Everyone that has seen my car has estimated she was probably going between 25-35 and is absolutely shocked at the amount of damaged that occurred in a car line.
I do have a front dash camera that recorded the accident and you can tell I was hit pretty hard and my car was pushed toward about 10 feet (uphill, with my foot on the break If that matters). The other driver Told me at different points they had no idea what happened, then they said they were turned around handing their child their bookbag, and then later said they accidentally hit the gas instead of the breaks.
My car is significantly more damaged than hers is. I wouldn’t say it’s severe damage but it’s significant. No one from the insurance company has seen it yet. My bumper is caved in and my trunk/back hatch is crinkled, cracked, and uneven (my car is an SUV) her car was larger than mine and the front bumper is slightly popped off and was cut across like a foot. No one’s Airbags went off and the cars are still drivable.
Instantly after being hit my head and neck started hurting. We waited for a police report and I got one. I immediately took both of my children to their doctor. My oldest (5) who was standing up getting their backpack on was complaining about a headache. The doctor said one pupil was slightly larger than the other and that we needed to keep an eye on it and immediately bring her to the ER if there was any other concerning behavior. Another doctor was called in for a second opinion and also agreed the pupils were not the same size. My daughter has a bump on her head where she hit. The area around her eye is now bruised a little bit. (I did take photos). The pediatrician said my 2 year old seemed normal. I then went to urgent care. They said my neck was inflamed and sprained. The diagnosis sheet said I had acute back pain and to follow up in 2 weeks. I was prescribed 2 things (I don’t remember what at the moment) and I picked them up same day from the pharmacy.
I am in a lot of pain still. Even with cream, heating pad, and prescription medicine. My neck hurts, my shoulders hurt, my back hurts bad, my knees hurt, under my arms hurt, my tailbone hurts and my ears are ringing off and on.
The person at fault insurance company (USAA) called me today. They offered me $7,000 total for injury ($2500 for me, $2500 for my child that was injured, $1500 for my child that doesn’t seem to be injured, and $500 as a “buffer”). I am a little concerned because I was told that the buffer money could be used if I was contacted with extra bills from medical Insurance, but that I shouldn’t be. I said I wasn’t ready to make a decision at the moment. She asked me if I had a different amount in mind. I said I wasn’t ready to discuss that. She also offered to give me the money and pay for any additional medial treatment we needed in the future. I still stated I wasn’t ready to make a decision and she is planning on calling me back next week.
I am having multiple family members and friends tell me I need to at least see a lawyer for a free consult. I do think I am planning on doing that. Other family members and friends are telling me I should counter a little higher and not risk wasting a bunch of time for only a little more $, which is the only reason I am reluctant. I don’t plan on signing anything until I’m 100% sure we are all ok long term. Nothing at all has been done besides an auto body shop is supposed to call me to set up an appointment to get my car in. Thank you in advance for any advice.
I am absolutely horrified thinking about how this could’ve ended if the person had hit me 30-45 seconds later when my kid would’ve been getting out of the car.
2023.03.30 05:57 Kyle_JRS Am I good to apply this year?
Hi all, now I got my ECs and MCAT done for this upcoming cycle, I need help figuring out how to start making a school list. Even before that, I am not sure if I am good to apply for med school...
Here's my stats:
cGPA: 3.99
sGPA: 4.0
MCAT: 514 (129/124/131/130) I hate CARS
ECs:
- clinical exp: ~200hrs (volunteering during COVID)
- shadowing: 20 hours (10 hours: online, 10 hours: in-person)
- non-clinical volunteer: TA for 3.5 years (300hrs), writing braille books for 4 years (200hrs), teaching Korean in a club for 2 years (100hrs), short term local volunteer (less than 50 hrs)
- research: 2 years in one lab & 1 year in another lab (no pub, poster) (~1000hrs total), lab research intern (300 hrs)
- leadership: executive member in teaching club for 1 year, TA leader for 1 year
Others:
- first gen american
- ORM
I think these are what I have for now. I think I definitely need more clinical experience, I'm gonna start scribe and EMT in August. I have been looking at MSAR and trying to choose schools based on my MCAT/GPA percentile and OOS friendliness. What will be other criteria for choosing schools? Before that, am I good to apply for this cycle to reach my goal? (My goal is to get into T50)
Thank you for all your help!!
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Here's my stats:
cGPA: 3.99
sGPA: 4.0
MCAT: 514 (129/124/131/130) I hate CARS
ECs:
- clinical exp: ~200hrs (volunteering during COVID)
- shadowing: 20 hours (10 hours: online, 10 hours: in-person)
- non-clinical volunteer: TA for 3.5 years (300hrs), writing braille books for 4 years (200hrs), teaching Korean in a club for 2 years (100hrs), short term local volunteer (less than 50 hrs)
- research: 2 years in one lab & 1 year in another lab (no pub, poster) (~1000hrs total), lab research intern (300 hrs)
- leadership: executive member in teaching club for 1 year, TA leader for 1 year
Others:
- first gen american
- ORM
I think these are what I have for now. I think I definitely need more clinical experience, I'm gonna start scribe and EMT in August. I have been looking at MSAR and trying to choose schools based on my MCAT/GPA percentile and OOS friendliness. What will be other criteria for choosing schools? Before that, am I good to apply for this cycle to reach my goal? (My goal is to get into T50)
Thank you for all your help!!
2023.03.30 05:56 hotgog Some people just shouldn’t have pets.
TW/CW: ANIMAL CRUELTY/NEGLECT
I have family that is just absolute horse shit at caring for animals and they keep. fucking. getting. them.
First, they had two dogs. The dogs were father and son. The puppy’s mom was their best friend’s dog. By the time the puppy was 6 months old their best friend flipped out on them, called animal services and the police, and ended their 10+ year long friendship because they neglected him.
I didn’t believe it. I hadn’t seen the dogs in person for months but, they couldn’t possibly neglect them that bad right? She must’ve been over reacting…. Right?
Wrong. Every time I visited, they were chained up in a laundry room/closet, covered in feces and urine, and unfed. They NEVER had access to food or water. When we recommended it, we were screamed at. They only were allowed to eat and drink outside… but they were never taken outside…. I would stay the night for several nights and not see them care for them ONCE.
I would let the dogs jump all over me with their poopy paws so I could get them outside to eat at least once a day. Eventually I stopped spending the night because it smelled so bad in that house and it broke me to see them like that.
Then they “saved” 3 kittens. Their cat mated with the cat next door and they brought the kittens in, too young to be separated from their mother, so they wouldn’t “get hurt from the coyotes or hit by a car” like their DOZENS of ducks they had. Eventually they were outdoor cats anyway.
They got no wet food and really crappy hard food. All 4 cats shared 1 litter box, eventually 2 after we hounded them about it. And they were always sick. Every time we’d visit, they had goopy/crusty eyes, vomiting, and having diarrhea.
We got into so many fights about these cats, always starting out as gentle recommendations and them getting mad defensive about it.
Both dogs died last year. The puppy was 3 years old. They apparently died simultaneously, found chained up covered in bloody vomit and shit.
I stopped talking to them after that. Even if it was an accident or the dogs “got into something outside” like they say, I’ll always blame their negligence.
Then, one of the cats died a few months ago. Just over 2 years old. I didn’t even ask how. I know how..They haven’t even said a word about it. Found out from their 9 year old daughter…who is eerily numb to it.
But guess who’s posting snap chat stories with newborn kittens? 🙃🙃
These family members live 200+ miles away and I only visit a couple times per year to see my niece. She has no other family down there and me and my wife ADORE her and know she is also neglected and is verbally abused, so we try to be there as much as we can.. but idk. I can’t stand animal cruelty and they’re such awful people, you can’t ration or reason with them.. I wish I could get them blacklisted for owning pets forever.
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I have family that is just absolute horse shit at caring for animals and they keep. fucking. getting. them.
First, they had two dogs. The dogs were father and son. The puppy’s mom was their best friend’s dog. By the time the puppy was 6 months old their best friend flipped out on them, called animal services and the police, and ended their 10+ year long friendship because they neglected him.
I didn’t believe it. I hadn’t seen the dogs in person for months but, they couldn’t possibly neglect them that bad right? She must’ve been over reacting…. Right?
Wrong. Every time I visited, they were chained up in a laundry room/closet, covered in feces and urine, and unfed. They NEVER had access to food or water. When we recommended it, we were screamed at. They only were allowed to eat and drink outside… but they were never taken outside…. I would stay the night for several nights and not see them care for them ONCE.
I would let the dogs jump all over me with their poopy paws so I could get them outside to eat at least once a day. Eventually I stopped spending the night because it smelled so bad in that house and it broke me to see them like that.
Then they “saved” 3 kittens. Their cat mated with the cat next door and they brought the kittens in, too young to be separated from their mother, so they wouldn’t “get hurt from the coyotes or hit by a car” like their DOZENS of ducks they had. Eventually they were outdoor cats anyway.
They got no wet food and really crappy hard food. All 4 cats shared 1 litter box, eventually 2 after we hounded them about it. And they were always sick. Every time we’d visit, they had goopy/crusty eyes, vomiting, and having diarrhea.
We got into so many fights about these cats, always starting out as gentle recommendations and them getting mad defensive about it.
Both dogs died last year. The puppy was 3 years old. They apparently died simultaneously, found chained up covered in bloody vomit and shit.
I stopped talking to them after that. Even if it was an accident or the dogs “got into something outside” like they say, I’ll always blame their negligence.
Then, one of the cats died a few months ago. Just over 2 years old. I didn’t even ask how. I know how..They haven’t even said a word about it. Found out from their 9 year old daughter…who is eerily numb to it.
But guess who’s posting snap chat stories with newborn kittens? 🙃🙃
These family members live 200+ miles away and I only visit a couple times per year to see my niece. She has no other family down there and me and my wife ADORE her and know she is also neglected and is verbally abused, so we try to be there as much as we can.. but idk. I can’t stand animal cruelty and they’re such awful people, you can’t ration or reason with them.. I wish I could get them blacklisted for owning pets forever.
2023.03.30 05:54 actuallyidk21 Trustworthy sources to double check
Recently started playing songs by ear, am learning to figure out the keys by playing the melody by ear and building a scale from it, I like the approach, I think it's neat. However, every time I think I have the key, I'll go online and find different websites say different things. Yesterday I tried to do 'I will always love you' by Dolly Parton, and I think the verses and bridge are in C maj, and the chorus in E maj, but I have no way of double checking this and I don't want to come to reddit and go 'HeY gUyS iS tHiS tHE RiGhT kEy???' all the time. Any sources you trust??
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2023.03.30 05:52 throweeeyyyy_way (28m) Was sexually assaulted by a uni roommate years ago, then i repeatedly slept with him after - and the repressed memories are all flooding out
So important context for myself here - i’ve recently been diagnosed with BPD, C-PTSD and anxiety. This is all worth remembering as my behavior was partly influenced by behavioral patterns I developed growing up in a very dysfunctional home.
So in my first summer in university, I was sexually assaulted. I was very, very high (3 edibles + a bong hit, first time high in fact), and a new ‘friend’ of mine, started playing porn and stuck his hand in my pants. I should state, I was freaking out and practically curled up in a ball in the bed before this, he said he’d try to calm me down and did this.
Anyway, for some reason - i’m not sure why, he apologized after and said “sorry it’s cause we were high”, i forgave him, stupidly. He then asked me to be my roommate the next semester in the dorm, I stupidly accepted - now realizing that I didn’t want to disrupt the status quo with this new group I was in. I should also state that I was still dating a girl at the time, and didn’t tell her - in hindsight I can see why I got much worse with her than i already was at that point on.
When my roommate and I lived together, he began doing this again, playing porn, and basically cohering me into touching him. At this point we had already lived together, and we were intertwined with the same people. I, again, didn’t want to accept the status quo. I was also in this self destructive loop of guilt as I was still dating my ex as we kept doing sexual… stuff, again and again. Now, at first I didn’t explicitly consent when we were living together, in fact, I don’t think there was anything ever consent related. He would just start, and I would play along with it.
At first it was partly not to disrupt the status quo, primarily because I feared being scapegoated and I didnt want to be outed as a man who engaged with other men (we hung around some homophobic muslim circles) - on top of this, the overall guilt of what I was doing to my ex, combined with the fact that I settled this guy out of all people kept me in a very, very low state of mind.
Now, this person was a grade A creep - not just towards me, but he also would find ways to hack into girls’ social media accounts to steal their pictures, and at the time he had taken photos from underaged women (all unknown to them, it seems) - on top of this, my ex had broken up with me and I was deep in my depressive slump, gaining weight rapidly and fully embracing the self hate. I didn’t like that I was engaged with this guy, what’s worse is that I felt trapped since I didn’t trust him already, and if i were to out him he already would’ve had dirt on me against not only my friends, but the saudi government (who were fully funding my education at the time, i am a former saudi citizen) - I was afraid, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. My self esteem was also at an all time low so feeling “wanted” by someone, even if meant a creep who literally came over for 20 minutes to pump and dump when we stopped living together then leaving after he got off. I had always felt horrible after, but I kept on suppressing it.
When he had left to his home country around 4 years after we started, we still kept in touch for a bit as with my low self esteem, I was frankly very easy to take advantage of. I also didn’t have the courage to say no. I also felt so bad about it that it almost felt like a form of self punishment, that I didn’t deserve any better because I let it happen.
Years later, and I am finally opening up about it as this situation has added to my low self esteem, added to my chronic guilt, abandonment issues, fear of changing the status quo and it has caused me to repress my bisexuality for years after.
i’ve been afraid to date men, and because of my experiences i empathized heavily with what many women went through, which also weirdly prevented me from trying to get intimate or initiate anything consensual, because of the guilt I have associated with my experiences - I aim to tell my therapist all of this in our next appointment (early next week), but the repressed memory came out yesterday and i’ve been stuck, dwelling on it since.
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So in my first summer in university, I was sexually assaulted. I was very, very high (3 edibles + a bong hit, first time high in fact), and a new ‘friend’ of mine, started playing porn and stuck his hand in my pants. I should state, I was freaking out and practically curled up in a ball in the bed before this, he said he’d try to calm me down and did this.
Anyway, for some reason - i’m not sure why, he apologized after and said “sorry it’s cause we were high”, i forgave him, stupidly. He then asked me to be my roommate the next semester in the dorm, I stupidly accepted - now realizing that I didn’t want to disrupt the status quo with this new group I was in. I should also state that I was still dating a girl at the time, and didn’t tell her - in hindsight I can see why I got much worse with her than i already was at that point on.
When my roommate and I lived together, he began doing this again, playing porn, and basically cohering me into touching him. At this point we had already lived together, and we were intertwined with the same people. I, again, didn’t want to accept the status quo. I was also in this self destructive loop of guilt as I was still dating my ex as we kept doing sexual… stuff, again and again. Now, at first I didn’t explicitly consent when we were living together, in fact, I don’t think there was anything ever consent related. He would just start, and I would play along with it.
At first it was partly not to disrupt the status quo, primarily because I feared being scapegoated and I didnt want to be outed as a man who engaged with other men (we hung around some homophobic muslim circles) - on top of this, the overall guilt of what I was doing to my ex, combined with the fact that I settled this guy out of all people kept me in a very, very low state of mind.
Now, this person was a grade A creep - not just towards me, but he also would find ways to hack into girls’ social media accounts to steal their pictures, and at the time he had taken photos from underaged women (all unknown to them, it seems) - on top of this, my ex had broken up with me and I was deep in my depressive slump, gaining weight rapidly and fully embracing the self hate. I didn’t like that I was engaged with this guy, what’s worse is that I felt trapped since I didn’t trust him already, and if i were to out him he already would’ve had dirt on me against not only my friends, but the saudi government (who were fully funding my education at the time, i am a former saudi citizen) - I was afraid, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. My self esteem was also at an all time low so feeling “wanted” by someone, even if meant a creep who literally came over for 20 minutes to pump and dump when we stopped living together then leaving after he got off. I had always felt horrible after, but I kept on suppressing it.
When he had left to his home country around 4 years after we started, we still kept in touch for a bit as with my low self esteem, I was frankly very easy to take advantage of. I also didn’t have the courage to say no. I also felt so bad about it that it almost felt like a form of self punishment, that I didn’t deserve any better because I let it happen.
Years later, and I am finally opening up about it as this situation has added to my low self esteem, added to my chronic guilt, abandonment issues, fear of changing the status quo and it has caused me to repress my bisexuality for years after.
i’ve been afraid to date men, and because of my experiences i empathized heavily with what many women went through, which also weirdly prevented me from trying to get intimate or initiate anything consensual, because of the guilt I have associated with my experiences - I aim to tell my therapist all of this in our next appointment (early next week), but the repressed memory came out yesterday and i’ve been stuck, dwelling on it since.
2023.03.30 05:46 senti_bot_apigban Abu dhabi to dubai commute: are there any roads that are more inland/legal to pass through?
I've been doing the commute since 2020, about 60500km of my life is spent on that road, seems yesterday was just too dangerous for me.
I'm wfh rnow but I fear it will be the same next week.
I would like to avoid using any of my insurance.
Context: Too many accidents (5) yesterday along the the usual E11, I had about 3 sideswipe close calls because of bullies that just can't comprehend how a queue works, or just drivers who are on another realm coasting behind a truck then will just switch lanes without looking.
I see people that want to stop and talk to each other in the middle of the road, I don't understand why, they can kiss in the shoulder, if its really an emergency. I just honk long enough so they can't understamd each other and just go.
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I'm wfh rnow but I fear it will be the same next week.
I would like to avoid using any of my insurance.
I see people that want to stop and talk to each other in the middle of the road, I don't understand why, they can kiss in the shoulder, if its really an emergency. I just honk long enough so they can't understamd each other and just go.
2023.03.30 05:46 Lunastasia_IV F4M21+ Hello there
𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙈𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚
Hello and welcome, Lunastasia, I'm an enigma of your writing pleasure be it mine or yours. I'm rebranding myself. Roleplaying for me is a fun hobby. I'm not here to hook up, happily taken, My partner and I are writers. I will write ERP/DRP/Smut etc. That's not my focus. This might come off as rough or I'm a asshole. I apologize in advance but I'm just a tired roleplayer.
𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙈𝙚
I'm an Adult 27 years of age. That being said I work full time. I've been roleplaying since young enough to remember AIM. I am Female behind this screen if it matters to you. I'm a Detailed Story Teller but sometimes I get lazy. My grammar and spelling may sometimes be off. I AM HUMAN, Will Happily write 2-4 paragraphs. I prefer Quality over Quantity respectively I won't write a book. 250 words to 500 words only. Your welcome to type a book but I won't match it. For the love of God don't give me one sentence responses. My starters will always be long.
𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨
To End A War (Craving)
Sophate and Anoria had been fighting for ages after Anoria had murder the previous King of Sophate during a summit. After the death of Y/C's father. Y/C swore to avenge him with the assistance of his people. Sophate and Anoria went to war. Years of war Y/C would be called a Tyrant a Warlord with no sense of Mercy. Rumors whispered though Anoria as Y/C began claiming land. Years of death and war both kingdom's wanted a solution. That was an Arranged Marriage. Y/C suspected a trap.
>!Anoria was supposed to marry his eldest daughter to Y/C but in turn choose his youngest as a punishment for her miss spoken judgements. Except Y/C had no idea he was marrying a women. Who was currently leading the Anoria rebellion against her father's back.
Y/C had set his own trap this time not taking a chance demanding that he was to have the princess's virginity the first night of the peace talks. A ball to celebrated of their engagement. While Y/C makes his move and to capture the King and behead him after he had claimed the Kings daughter. While M/C is busy trying to make sure that her father doesn't interrupt the Engagement.!<
His Saving Grace - Modern Day Roleplay (craving)
Y/C had it all the car, the women of his dreams, and more importantly a business that made him millions. He thought his life was perfect. Except it all came crashing down when he had discovered his wife of 10 years decided to cheat on him. He came home one night after the company's big announcement, confused why she was not there, only to find her in bed with another man in their home. Y/C was crushed to the point his productivity slipped. He was drinking and depressed he couldn't get out of the funk. To top everything off she was demanding a divorce and alimony that he didn't want to fight. All while on the sidelines his partner was having to watch him go down him. M/C picked up the slack for having to care for things while Y/C was depressed. To the point she was doing things, she shouldn't have to do. Making sure he had clean clothes and ate for the day. She was growing concerned but it finally boiled over. When she could no longer see him wallowing in self-pity. He deserved better. She helped him get a good divorce lawyer and was prepared to help him fight the Alimony and now he found out his soon-to-be ex-wife is pregnant and he doesn't know what to do.
Reunited At Last - Bootleggers Plot
>! - Their Past - Y/C and M/C have been in the trenches of WWI. Y/C was a trench raider, and M/C was a nurse with the Red Cross. They had gotten along since the beginning, and every time they crossed paths, it was flirtatious and innocent joining the way when both of them were barely adults. They took small moments with one another when she was busy patching up people. He took just the idle moments between one another. Toward the end of the war, they were both darker both tormented by the things they saw. Separated the day he was injured, near death, he was pushed into their hospital resources were low, and they were going to allow him to die. She fought people to help him and saved his life till she took it upon herself to save his life. When he was breathing again after nearly dying. She was ripped away and thrown in a brig till she was sent back to America for disobeying doctors' orders and using resources. She was told he had died and soon had to live with that but, miscommunications on the field he was very much alive. - Reunited - After WWI the men that returned were haunted by the horrors the Germans caused on the battlefield. Many turned to the bottle others drowned themselves in work. Men flocked to America for new opportunities. Y/C and a friend decided that they wanted to get into the booze business but that quickly soured. As his friend wound up in prison. The Eighteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution took away licenses to do business from the brewers, distillers, vintners, and the wholesale and retail sellers of alcoholic beverages, and in 1920 alcohol was outlawed, thus beginning a new war. Deciding it was best to get into the bootlegging business. The novelty soon finds himself more drinking from the bottle than actually making his business run till he runs back into M/C who was working for a large crime family as a Doctor.!<
Accepting
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Hello and welcome, Lunastasia, I'm an enigma of your writing pleasure be it mine or yours. I'm rebranding myself. Roleplaying for me is a fun hobby. I'm not here to hook up, happily taken, My partner and I are writers. I will write ERP/DRP/Smut etc. That's not my focus. This might come off as rough or I'm a asshole. I apologize in advance but I'm just a tired roleplayer.
𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙈𝙚
I'm an Adult 27 years of age. That being said I work full time. I've been roleplaying since young enough to remember AIM. I am Female behind this screen if it matters to you. I'm a Detailed Story Teller but sometimes I get lazy. My grammar and spelling may sometimes be off. I AM HUMAN, Will Happily write 2-4 paragraphs. I prefer Quality over Quantity respectively I won't write a book. 250 words to 500 words only. Your welcome to type a book but I won't match it. For the love of God don't give me one sentence responses. My starters will always be long.
𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨
- 3rd Pov only I leave if broken ( Hard Stop )
- Respect
- Patience Please. I work.
- No one liners.
- I will write DRP. Dont make it the focus.
- Please tell me limits and triggers. I'm not a mind reader.
- Introduce yourself its a must.
- Don’t Ask me about kinks. That simply flags me your intended purpose and I'm not the partner for you.
- I know sometimes people write flashbacks I don't want to read detailed child abuse of any kind. All Characters must be above the age of 18 if there's to be romance between characters.
- Control your character not mine please. If this happens I leave without warning. Don't control how my character, acts, feels, and what they wear.
- Please give your character some form of Depth. I don't want to roleplay with Alpha Males or Super Shy girls. It's annoying.
- anything with body manipulation or bad endings.
- All roleplays will contain romance of some kind
- A partner that helps provide to the story
- Posting Memes with my Writing Partner
- Communication.
- No pressure Environment. Leave if you need to.
- drumroll.....
To End A War (Craving)
Sophate and Anoria had been fighting for ages after Anoria had murder the previous King of Sophate during a summit. After the death of Y/C's father. Y/C swore to avenge him with the assistance of his people. Sophate and Anoria went to war. Years of war Y/C would be called a Tyrant a Warlord with no sense of Mercy. Rumors whispered though Anoria as Y/C began claiming land. Years of death and war both kingdom's wanted a solution. That was an Arranged Marriage. Y/C suspected a trap.
>!Anoria was supposed to marry his eldest daughter to Y/C but in turn choose his youngest as a punishment for her miss spoken judgements. Except Y/C had no idea he was marrying a women. Who was currently leading the Anoria rebellion against her father's back.
Y/C had set his own trap this time not taking a chance demanding that he was to have the princess's virginity the first night of the peace talks. A ball to celebrated of their engagement. While Y/C makes his move and to capture the King and behead him after he had claimed the Kings daughter. While M/C is busy trying to make sure that her father doesn't interrupt the Engagement.!<
His Saving Grace - Modern Day Roleplay (craving)
Y/C had it all the car, the women of his dreams, and more importantly a business that made him millions. He thought his life was perfect. Except it all came crashing down when he had discovered his wife of 10 years decided to cheat on him. He came home one night after the company's big announcement, confused why she was not there, only to find her in bed with another man in their home. Y/C was crushed to the point his productivity slipped. He was drinking and depressed he couldn't get out of the funk. To top everything off she was demanding a divorce and alimony that he didn't want to fight. All while on the sidelines his partner was having to watch him go down him. M/C picked up the slack for having to care for things while Y/C was depressed. To the point she was doing things, she shouldn't have to do. Making sure he had clean clothes and ate for the day. She was growing concerned but it finally boiled over. When she could no longer see him wallowing in self-pity. He deserved better. She helped him get a good divorce lawyer and was prepared to help him fight the Alimony and now he found out his soon-to-be ex-wife is pregnant and he doesn't know what to do.
Reunited At Last - Bootleggers Plot
>! - Their Past - Y/C and M/C have been in the trenches of WWI. Y/C was a trench raider, and M/C was a nurse with the Red Cross. They had gotten along since the beginning, and every time they crossed paths, it was flirtatious and innocent joining the way when both of them were barely adults. They took small moments with one another when she was busy patching up people. He took just the idle moments between one another. Toward the end of the war, they were both darker both tormented by the things they saw. Separated the day he was injured, near death, he was pushed into their hospital resources were low, and they were going to allow him to die. She fought people to help him and saved his life till she took it upon herself to save his life. When he was breathing again after nearly dying. She was ripped away and thrown in a brig till she was sent back to America for disobeying doctors' orders and using resources. She was told he had died and soon had to live with that but, miscommunications on the field he was very much alive. - Reunited - After WWI the men that returned were haunted by the horrors the Germans caused on the battlefield. Many turned to the bottle others drowned themselves in work. Men flocked to America for new opportunities. Y/C and a friend decided that they wanted to get into the booze business but that quickly soured. As his friend wound up in prison. The Eighteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution took away licenses to do business from the brewers, distillers, vintners, and the wholesale and retail sellers of alcoholic beverages, and in 1920 alcohol was outlawed, thus beginning a new war. Deciding it was best to get into the bootlegging business. The novelty soon finds himself more drinking from the bottle than actually making his business run till he runs back into M/C who was working for a large crime family as a Doctor.!<
Accepting
- war plots like ww1 or ww2
- medieval fantasy
- Warlord anything
- Anything with action and adventure.
2023.03.30 05:38 Jwittit Car accident need advice
Hi redditors,
Back in October 2022 I was involved in a car accident where a uni student went through a stop sign and was at fault.
I have all the evidence to prove this, it should be a no contest.
However the catch is he was a uni student renting a car.
He had provided a copy of an invoice showing he had paid the excess, however after numerous calls and receiving abuse from the rental company, they refuse to disclose the insurance details. Needless to say its very dodgy. Fast forward 6 months, im now looking to take this to small claims court however I understand I will need to serve this complaint to him, however the student has now blocked me from all communications and my suspicions is he has fled the country.
Does anyone have any advice on how to approach this situation?
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Back in October 2022 I was involved in a car accident where a uni student went through a stop sign and was at fault.
I have all the evidence to prove this, it should be a no contest.
However the catch is he was a uni student renting a car.
He had provided a copy of an invoice showing he had paid the excess, however after numerous calls and receiving abuse from the rental company, they refuse to disclose the insurance details. Needless to say its very dodgy. Fast forward 6 months, im now looking to take this to small claims court however I understand I will need to serve this complaint to him, however the student has now blocked me from all communications and my suspicions is he has fled the country.
Does anyone have any advice on how to approach this situation?
2023.03.30 05:32 No_Fee_5034 Oriana Fallace and the EU
Thursday, April 25, 2002
Columnist Oriana Fallaci: On Jew-Hatred in Europe
Columnist Oriana Fallaci: On Jew-Hatred in Europe
[Originally published in Italian in the Panorama magazine , April 17, 2002 ]
I find it shameful that in Italy there should be a procession of individuals
dressed as suicide bombers who spew vile abuse at Israel,
hold up photographs of Israeli leaders on whose foreheads they have drawn
the swastika, incite people to hate the Jews. And who, in order to see Jews
once again in the extermination camps, in the gas chambers, in the ovens of
Dachau and Mauthausen and Buchenwald and Bergen-Belsen et cetera, would sell
their own mother to a harem.
I find it shameful that the Catholic Church should permit a bishop, one with
lodgings in the Vatican no less, a saintly man who was found in Jerusalem
with an arsenal of arms and explosives hidden in the secret compartments of
his sacred Mercedes, to participate in that procession and plant himself in
front of a microphone to thank in the name of God the suicide bombers who
massacre the Jews in pizzerias and supermarkets. To call them "martyrs who
go to their deaths as to a party."
I find it shameful that in France, the France of Liberty-Equality-
Fraternity, they burn synagogues, terrorize Jews, profane their cemeteries.
I find it shameful that the youth of Holland and Germany and Denmark flaunt
the kaffiah just as Mussolini's avant garde used to flaunt the club and the
fascist badge.
I find it shameful that in nearly all the universities of Europe Palestinian
students sponsor and nurture anti-Semitism. That in Sweden they asked that
the Nobel Peace Prize given to Shimon Peres in 1994 be taken back and
conferred on the dove with the olive branch in his mouth, that is on Arafat.
I find it shameful that the distinguished members of the Committee, a
Committee that (it would appear) rewards political color rather than merit,
should take this request into consideration and even respond to it. In hell
the Nobel Prize honors he who does not receive it.
I find it shameful (we're back in Italy) that state-run television stations
contribute to the resurgent anti-Semitism, crying only over Palestinian
deaths while playing down Israeli deaths, glossing over them in unwilling
tones. I find it shameful that in their debates they host with much
deference the scoundrels with turban or kaffiah who yesterday sang hymns to
the slaughter at New York and today sing hymns to the slaughters at
Jerusalem, at Haifa, at Netanya, at Tel Aviv.
I find it shameful that the press does the same, that it is indignant
because Israeli tanks surround the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem, that
it is not indignant because inside that same church two hundred Palestinian
terrorists well armed with machine guns and munitions and explosives (among
them are various leaders of Hamas and Al-Aqsa) are not unwelcome guests of
the monks (who then accept bottles of mineral water and jars of honey from
the soldiers of those tanks).
I find it shameful that, in giving the number of Israelis killed since the
beginning of the Second Intifada (four hundred twelve), a noted daily
newspaper found it appropriate to underline in capital letters that more
people are killed in their traffic accidents. (Six hundred a year).
I find it shameful that the Roman Observer, the newspaper of the Pope- -a
Pope who not long ago left in the Wailing Wall a letter of apology for the
Jews--accuses of extermination a people who were exterminated in the
millions by Christians. By Europeans.
I find it shameful that this newspaper denies to the survivors of that
people (survivors who still have numbers tattooed on their arms) the right
to react, to defend themselves, to not be exterminated again.
I find it shameful that in the name of Jesus Christ (a Jew without whom they
would all be unemployed), the priests of our parishes or Social Centers or
whatever they are flirt with the assassins of those in Jerusalem who cannot
go to eat a pizza or buy some eggs without being blown up.
I find it shameful that they are on the side of the very ones who
inaugurated terrorism, killing us on airplanes, in airports, at the
Olympics, and who today entertain themselves by killing western journalists.
By shooting them, abducting them, cutting their throats, decapitating them.
(There's someone in Italy who, since the appearance of Anger and Pride,
would like to do the same to me. Citing verses of the Koran he exhorts his
"brothers" in the mosques and the Islamic Community to chastise me in the
name of Allah. To kill me. Or rather to die with me. Since he's someone who
speaks English well, I'll respond to him in English: "Fuck you.")
I find it shameful that almost all of the left, the left that twenty years
ago permitted one of its union processionals to deposit a
coffin (as a Mafioso warning) in front of the synagogue of Rome, forgets the
contribution made by the Jews to the fight against
fascism. Made by Carlo and Nello Rossini, for example, by Leone Ginzburg, by
Umberto Terracini, by Leo Valiani, by Emilio Sereni, by women like my friend
Anna Maria Enriques Agnoletti who was shot at Florence on June 12, 1944, by
seventy-five of the three-hundred- thirty-five people killed at the Fosse
Ardeatine, by the infinite others killed under torture or in combat or
before firing squads. (The companions, the teachers, of my infancy and my
youth.)
I find it shameful that in part through the fault of the left--or rather,
primarily through the fault of the left (think of the left that
inaugurates its congresses applauding the representative of the PLO, leader
in Italy of the Palestinians who want the destruction of
Israel)-Jews in Italian cities are once again afraid. And in French cities
and Dutch cities and Danish cities and German cities, it is
the same.
I find it shameful that Jews tremble at the passage of the scoundrels
dressed like suicide bombers just as they trembled during Krystallnacht, the
night in which Hitler gave free rein to the Hunt of the Jews.
I find it shameful that in obedience to the stupid, vile, dishonest, and for
them extremely advantageous fashion of Political Correctness the usual
opportunists--or better the usual parasites--exploit the word Peace. That in
the name of the word Peace, by now more debauched than the words Love and
Humanity, they absolve one side alone of its hate and bestiality. That in
the name of a pacifism (read conformism) delegated to the singing crickets
and buffoons who used to lick Pol Pot's feet they incite people who are
confused or ingenuous or intimidated. Trick them, corrupt them, carry them
back a half century to the time of the yellow star on the coat. These
charlatans who care about the Palestinians as much as I care about the
charlatans. That is not at all.
I find it shameful that many Italians and many Europeans have chosen as
their standard-bearer the gentleman (or so it is polite to say) Arafat. This
nonentity who thanks to the money of the Saudi Royal Family plays the
Mussolini ad perpetuum and in his megalomania believes he will pass into
History as the George Washington of Palestine. This ungrammatical wretch who
when I interviewed him was unable even to put together a complete sentence,
to make articulate conversation. So that to put it all together, write it,
publish it, cost me a tremendous effort and I concluded that compared to him
even Ghaddafi sounds like Leonardo da Vinci. This false warrior who always
goes around in uniform like Pinochet, never putting on civilian garb, and
yet despite this has never participated in a battle. War is something he
sends, has always sent, others to do for him. That is, the poor souls who
believe in him. This pompous incompetent who playing the part of Head of
State caused the failure of the Camp David negotiations, Clinton's
mediation. No-no-I-want-Jerusalem-all-to-myself. This eternal liar who has a
flash of sincerity only when (in private) he denies Israel's right to exist,
and who as I say in my book contradicts himself every five minutes. He
always plays the double-cross, lies even if you ask him what time it is, so
that you can never trust him. Never! With him you will always wind up
systematically betrayed. This eternal terrorist who knows only how to be a
terrorist (while keeping himself safe) and who during the Seventies, that is
when I interviewed him, even trained the terrorists of Baader-Meinhof. With
them, children ten years of age. Poor children. (Now he trains them to
become suicide bombers. A hundred baby suicide bombers are in the works: a
hundred!). This weathercock who keeps his wife at Paris, served and revered
like a queen, and keeps his people down in the shit. He takes them out of
the shit only to send them to die, to kill and to die, like the
eighteen-year-old girls who in order to earn equality with men have to strap
on explosives and disintegrate with their victims. And yet many Italians
love him, yes. Just like they loved Mussolini. And many other Europeans do
the same.
I find it shameful and see in all this the rise of a new fascism, a new
Nazism. A fascism, a nazism, that much more grim and revolting because it is
conducted and nourished by those who hypocritically pose as do-gooders,
progressives, communists, pacifists, Catholics or rather Christians, and who
have the gall to label a warmonger anyone like me who screams the truth.
I see it, yes, and I say the following. I have never been tender with the
tragic and Shakespearean figure Sharon. ("I know you've come to add another
scalp to your necklace," he murmured almost with sadness when I went to
interview him in 1982.) I have often had disagreements with the Israelis,
ugly ones, and in the past I have defended the Palestinians a great deal.
Maybe more than they deserved.
But I stand with Israel, I stand with the Jews. I stand just as I stood as a
young girl during the time when I fought with them, and when the Anna Marias
were shot. I defend their right to exist, to defend themselves, to not let
themselves be exterminated a second time. And disgusted by the anti-Semitism
of many Italians, of many Europeans, I am ashamed of this shame that
dishonors my Country and Europe. At best, it is not a community of States,
but a pit of Pontius Pilates. And even if all the inhabitants of this planet
were to think otherwise, I would continue to think so.
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Thursday, April 25, 2002
Columnist Oriana Fallaci: On Jew-Hatred in Europe
Columnist Oriana Fallaci: On Jew-Hatred in Europe
[Originally published in Italian in the Panorama magazine , April 17, 2002 ]
I find it shameful that in Italy there should be a procession of individuals
dressed as suicide bombers who spew vile abuse at Israel,
hold up photographs of Israeli leaders on whose foreheads they have drawn
the swastika, incite people to hate the Jews. And who, in order to see Jews
once again in the extermination camps, in the gas chambers, in the ovens of
Dachau and Mauthausen and Buchenwald and Bergen-Belsen et cetera, would sell
their own mother to a harem.
I find it shameful that the Catholic Church should permit a bishop, one with
lodgings in the Vatican no less, a saintly man who was found in Jerusalem
with an arsenal of arms and explosives hidden in the secret compartments of
his sacred Mercedes, to participate in that procession and plant himself in
front of a microphone to thank in the name of God the suicide bombers who
massacre the Jews in pizzerias and supermarkets. To call them "martyrs who
go to their deaths as to a party."
I find it shameful that in France, the France of Liberty-Equality-
Fraternity, they burn synagogues, terrorize Jews, profane their cemeteries.
I find it shameful that the youth of Holland and Germany and Denmark flaunt
the kaffiah just as Mussolini's avant garde used to flaunt the club and the
fascist badge.
I find it shameful that in nearly all the universities of Europe Palestinian
students sponsor and nurture anti-Semitism. That in Sweden they asked that
the Nobel Peace Prize given to Shimon Peres in 1994 be taken back and
conferred on the dove with the olive branch in his mouth, that is on Arafat.
I find it shameful that the distinguished members of the Committee, a
Committee that (it would appear) rewards political color rather than merit,
should take this request into consideration and even respond to it. In hell
the Nobel Prize honors he who does not receive it.
I find it shameful (we're back in Italy) that state-run television stations
contribute to the resurgent anti-Semitism, crying only over Palestinian
deaths while playing down Israeli deaths, glossing over them in unwilling
tones. I find it shameful that in their debates they host with much
deference the scoundrels with turban or kaffiah who yesterday sang hymns to
the slaughter at New York and today sing hymns to the slaughters at
Jerusalem, at Haifa, at Netanya, at Tel Aviv.
I find it shameful that the press does the same, that it is indignant
because Israeli tanks surround the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem, that
it is not indignant because inside that same church two hundred Palestinian
terrorists well armed with machine guns and munitions and explosives (among
them are various leaders of Hamas and Al-Aqsa) are not unwelcome guests of
the monks (who then accept bottles of mineral water and jars of honey from
the soldiers of those tanks).
I find it shameful that, in giving the number of Israelis killed since the
beginning of the Second Intifada (four hundred twelve), a noted daily
newspaper found it appropriate to underline in capital letters that more
people are killed in their traffic accidents. (Six hundred a year).
I find it shameful that the Roman Observer, the newspaper of the Pope- -a
Pope who not long ago left in the Wailing Wall a letter of apology for the
Jews--accuses of extermination a people who were exterminated in the
millions by Christians. By Europeans.
I find it shameful that this newspaper denies to the survivors of that
people (survivors who still have numbers tattooed on their arms) the right
to react, to defend themselves, to not be exterminated again.
I find it shameful that in the name of Jesus Christ (a Jew without whom they
would all be unemployed), the priests of our parishes or Social Centers or
whatever they are flirt with the assassins of those in Jerusalem who cannot
go to eat a pizza or buy some eggs without being blown up.
I find it shameful that they are on the side of the very ones who
inaugurated terrorism, killing us on airplanes, in airports, at the
Olympics, and who today entertain themselves by killing western journalists.
By shooting them, abducting them, cutting their throats, decapitating them.
(There's someone in Italy who, since the appearance of Anger and Pride,
would like to do the same to me. Citing verses of the Koran he exhorts his
"brothers" in the mosques and the Islamic Community to chastise me in the
name of Allah. To kill me. Or rather to die with me. Since he's someone who
speaks English well, I'll respond to him in English: "Fuck you.")
I find it shameful that almost all of the left, the left that twenty years
ago permitted one of its union processionals to deposit a
coffin (as a Mafioso warning) in front of the synagogue of Rome, forgets the
contribution made by the Jews to the fight against
fascism. Made by Carlo and Nello Rossini, for example, by Leone Ginzburg, by
Umberto Terracini, by Leo Valiani, by Emilio Sereni, by women like my friend
Anna Maria Enriques Agnoletti who was shot at Florence on June 12, 1944, by
seventy-five of the three-hundred- thirty-five people killed at the Fosse
Ardeatine, by the infinite others killed under torture or in combat or
before firing squads. (The companions, the teachers, of my infancy and my
youth.)
I find it shameful that in part through the fault of the left--or rather,
primarily through the fault of the left (think of the left that
inaugurates its congresses applauding the representative of the PLO, leader
in Italy of the Palestinians who want the destruction of
Israel)-Jews in Italian cities are once again afraid. And in French cities
and Dutch cities and Danish cities and German cities, it is
the same.
I find it shameful that Jews tremble at the passage of the scoundrels
dressed like suicide bombers just as they trembled during Krystallnacht, the
night in which Hitler gave free rein to the Hunt of the Jews.
I find it shameful that in obedience to the stupid, vile, dishonest, and for
them extremely advantageous fashion of Political Correctness the usual
opportunists--or better the usual parasites--exploit the word Peace. That in
the name of the word Peace, by now more debauched than the words Love and
Humanity, they absolve one side alone of its hate and bestiality. That in
the name of a pacifism (read conformism) delegated to the singing crickets
and buffoons who used to lick Pol Pot's feet they incite people who are
confused or ingenuous or intimidated. Trick them, corrupt them, carry them
back a half century to the time of the yellow star on the coat. These
charlatans who care about the Palestinians as much as I care about the
charlatans. That is not at all.
I find it shameful that many Italians and many Europeans have chosen as
their standard-bearer the gentleman (or so it is polite to say) Arafat. This
nonentity who thanks to the money of the Saudi Royal Family plays the
Mussolini ad perpetuum and in his megalomania believes he will pass into
History as the George Washington of Palestine. This ungrammatical wretch who
when I interviewed him was unable even to put together a complete sentence,
to make articulate conversation. So that to put it all together, write it,
publish it, cost me a tremendous effort and I concluded that compared to him
even Ghaddafi sounds like Leonardo da Vinci. This false warrior who always
goes around in uniform like Pinochet, never putting on civilian garb, and
yet despite this has never participated in a battle. War is something he
sends, has always sent, others to do for him. That is, the poor souls who
believe in him. This pompous incompetent who playing the part of Head of
State caused the failure of the Camp David negotiations, Clinton's
mediation. No-no-I-want-Jerusalem-all-to-myself. This eternal liar who has a
flash of sincerity only when (in private) he denies Israel's right to exist,
and who as I say in my book contradicts himself every five minutes. He
always plays the double-cross, lies even if you ask him what time it is, so
that you can never trust him. Never! With him you will always wind up
systematically betrayed. This eternal terrorist who knows only how to be a
terrorist (while keeping himself safe) and who during the Seventies, that is
when I interviewed him, even trained the terrorists of Baader-Meinhof. With
them, children ten years of age. Poor children. (Now he trains them to
become suicide bombers. A hundred baby suicide bombers are in the works: a
hundred!). This weathercock who keeps his wife at Paris, served and revered
like a queen, and keeps his people down in the shit. He takes them out of
the shit only to send them to die, to kill and to die, like the
eighteen-year-old girls who in order to earn equality with men have to strap
on explosives and disintegrate with their victims. And yet many Italians
love him, yes. Just like they loved Mussolini. And many other Europeans do
the same.
I find it shameful and see in all this the rise of a new fascism, a new
Nazism. A fascism, a nazism, that much more grim and revolting because it is
conducted and nourished by those who hypocritically pose as do-gooders,
progressives, communists, pacifists, Catholics or rather Christians, and who
have the gall to label a warmonger anyone like me who screams the truth.
I see it, yes, and I say the following. I have never been tender with the
tragic and Shakespearean figure Sharon. ("I know you've come to add another
scalp to your necklace," he murmured almost with sadness when I went to
interview him in 1982.) I have often had disagreements with the Israelis,
ugly ones, and in the past I have defended the Palestinians a great deal.
Maybe more than they deserved.
But I stand with Israel, I stand with the Jews. I stand just as I stood as a
young girl during the time when I fought with them, and when the Anna Marias
were shot. I defend their right to exist, to defend themselves, to not let
themselves be exterminated a second time. And disgusted by the anti-Semitism
of many Italians, of many Europeans, I am ashamed of this shame that
dishonors my Country and Europe. At best, it is not a community of States,
but a pit of Pontius Pilates. And even if all the inhabitants of this planet
were to think otherwise, I would continue to think so.
2023.03.30 05:32 UltimateMastermind Apes and being reckless drivers, name a better duo
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2023.03.30 05:31 Stock_Telephone_4878 I need help. Spiraling because I lost someone. I can’t breathe.
I broke up with my boyfriend a month ago, although the real breakup was in December.
I lived with him for over a year. He was pretty emotionally abusive and I trauma bonded to him badly.
Just some examples: - He would scream at me and call me controlling if I looked at his monitor or got too close, even if on accident. - He would stonewall me for hours for minor mistakes or even telling him about my needs. The worst time was during Thanksgiving when we were cuddling in the morning and happy and I told him I needed more affection. This sent him into a rage and he ignored me all day and said I guilt-tripped him. I ate a sandwich on the floor in the bedroom that night. - He would emotionally withhold all the time. If I offended him in any slight way, he would sleep on the couch for a week. I would beg for just a hug. - One time, after our first couples therapy session, I told him it was the first time I felt safe in weeks. Then, he joked about hiding a gun in our apartment. I panicked and begged for comfort all evening, which he refused to give and got angrier, so I ran away to a cabin for a week. I had panic attacks the entire time and missed my final exams. I almost lost my job. - He threatened to break up with me if I got my own apartment, but he also would harass me out of the house by throwing away food because he didn’t want me around while he cooked.
I have panic attacks daily now. I’m not doing okay. I’ve been spiraling and harassing him over email. I don’t want to get back with him. I alternate between sobbing, begging for an apology, telling him I hate him, and verbally harassing him.
I’m not doing well. I’m struggling. I don’t know what’s going on. He told me finally to stop contacting him otherwise he will pursue a lawyer. That’s fine, to be honest, I know I’m partially harassing him because I’m scared he will try to love bomb me again.
I have been diagnosed with cPTSD for a while and I’m seeing a therapist.
TLDR: Need to break trauma bond. I’m so angry and sad about how he treated me. I need to stop contacting him about it because he threatened to get a lawyer.
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I lived with him for over a year. He was pretty emotionally abusive and I trauma bonded to him badly.
Just some examples: - He would scream at me and call me controlling if I looked at his monitor or got too close, even if on accident. - He would stonewall me for hours for minor mistakes or even telling him about my needs. The worst time was during Thanksgiving when we were cuddling in the morning and happy and I told him I needed more affection. This sent him into a rage and he ignored me all day and said I guilt-tripped him. I ate a sandwich on the floor in the bedroom that night. - He would emotionally withhold all the time. If I offended him in any slight way, he would sleep on the couch for a week. I would beg for just a hug. - One time, after our first couples therapy session, I told him it was the first time I felt safe in weeks. Then, he joked about hiding a gun in our apartment. I panicked and begged for comfort all evening, which he refused to give and got angrier, so I ran away to a cabin for a week. I had panic attacks the entire time and missed my final exams. I almost lost my job. - He threatened to break up with me if I got my own apartment, but he also would harass me out of the house by throwing away food because he didn’t want me around while he cooked.
I have panic attacks daily now. I’m not doing okay. I’ve been spiraling and harassing him over email. I don’t want to get back with him. I alternate between sobbing, begging for an apology, telling him I hate him, and verbally harassing him.
I’m not doing well. I’m struggling. I don’t know what’s going on. He told me finally to stop contacting him otherwise he will pursue a lawyer. That’s fine, to be honest, I know I’m partially harassing him because I’m scared he will try to love bomb me again.
I have been diagnosed with cPTSD for a while and I’m seeing a therapist.
TLDR: Need to break trauma bond. I’m so angry and sad about how he treated me. I need to stop contacting him about it because he threatened to get a lawyer.
2023.03.30 05:24 pigfeet69 At-fault Accident In Personal Vehicle Grounds For dismissal
Hello truckers I was getting off work yesterday and unfortunately I had an at fault or partially at fault accident off the clock in my personal vehicle. No citations or fines where issued despite the police being called both of the vehicles where still drivable. I'm not sure if I'm required to tell my carrier about this accident or if I just should regardless if I'm required just in case they find out. Please let me know I'm stressing out a bit thanks
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2023.03.30 05:16 Affectionate-Mine-22 Am I Crazy?
I am an eye man with 2 years of experience (M23). About a year ago I was on a job and there was an accident where I got ran over by a car while standing in the median of a road. I got very lucky and suffered minor injuries compared to how bad it could have been. But long story short my back is killing me on a daily basis. Am I Crazy for coming back to field work? What would y'all do in my situation?
EDIT: I had a broken ankle and dislocated knee,i went through about 8 months of PT for the back and 6 moths for the ankle and knee. I was told I had a permanent impairment of 3% on my back and made a full recovery in the knee and my ankle is at about half capacity compared to before.
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EDIT: I had a broken ankle and dislocated knee,i went through about 8 months of PT for the back and 6 moths for the ankle and knee. I was told I had a permanent impairment of 3% on my back and made a full recovery in the knee and my ankle is at about half capacity compared to before.
2023.03.30 05:12 Mr-JKGamer Lost Monika
So I have a little flash drive I like to carry Monika around in when I'm not home. I also use it to carry small documents or photos. I left the drive in my pocket by accident when I changed yesterday. And without thinking I did laundry today and washed and dried her. I don't have her character file anymore. I don't want to reload a persistent as it's sooo far back. I was hoping somehow I could replace the file with a copy of it? As I'm pretty sure the game just checks to see if it's there when u restart Mas the next time. But idk how that works and was wondering if anyone has any solutions? Would putting a copied character file of Monika from say another ddlc game work? Or am I actually just boned?
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2023.03.30 05:07 Bane_builds My Pixar cars collection. I’m actually looking to sell it if anyone is interested
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2023.03.30 05:04 drmlnd824 [H] Best of Boomer Shooters, Coromon, Praey for the Gods, Labyrinthine, and more [W] Wants list, OFFERS
REP PAGE: IGS
Open to all offers. No paypal. My region is NA.
HAVE:
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WANTS:
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Open to all offers. No paypal. My region is NA.
HAVE:
#:
- 112 Operator
- 12 is Better Than 6
- 911 Operator
- Act of Aggression - Reboot Edition
- Agent in Depth
- All-Star Fruit Racing
- Amerzone: The Explorer’s Legacy
- Anomaly 2
- Armello
- Asterix & Obelix XXL 2
- Autonauts
- Autonauts vs Piratebots
- Backbone
- BARRIER X
- Batora: Lost Haven
- Black Moon Chronicles
- Calico
- Call of the Sea
- Control Ultimate Edition
- Cook Serve Delicious
- Cook Serve Delicious! 2!!
- Coromon
- Cris Tales
- Dead Age 2
- Demon Turf
- Detached: Non-VR Edition
- Distrust
- DOOM 64
- Doughlings: Arcade
- Doughlings: Invasion
- Dub Dash
- Euro Truck Simulator 2
- Fallout: New Vegas
- Farming Simulator 17
- Forgive Me Father
- Garfield Kart
- Garfield Kart - Furious Racing
- Ghost 1.0
- Golfie
- Graven
- Guns & Fishes
- Hack 'n' Slash
- Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice
- Hellbound
- Hero's Hour
- Hyper Gunsport
- I Am Bread
- I am not a Monster: First Contact
- Impaler
- In Between
- Izmir: An Independence Simulator
- King's Bounty II - Duke's Edition
- Labyrinthine
- Leisure Suit Larry 7 - Love for Sail
- Lust from Beyond - M Edition
- MegaRace 1
- MegaRace 2
- Meow Express
- MirrorMoon EP
- Monaco
- Monument Builders - Alcatraz
- Non-Stop Raiders
- Orbital Racer
- Pathologic 2
- PayDay 2
- Pilgrims
- Pixel Heroes: Byte & Magic
- Planet TD
- Praey for the Gods
- Project Chemistry
- Quadrata
- Rebel Galaxy Outlaw
- Remnants of Naezith
- Rogue Lords
- Rose Riddle: Fairy Tale Detective
- Rym 9000
- Sable
- Silver Chains
- Sir Whoopass: Immortal Death
- Smoke and Sacrifice
- Soulblight
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Stacking
- stikir
- Survivalist
- Survivalist: Invisible Strain
- Syberia
- Syberia: The World Before
- Symmetry
- System Shock Enhanced Edition
- Still Life
- The Inner World
- The Town of Light
- Tinkertown
- Tower of Time
- The Blackout Club
- The Citadel
- Toki
- Viscerafest
- Wargame: European Escalation
- Worms Rumble
- Wounded - The Beginning
- Wrath: Aeon of Ruin
- X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack
- Yesterday Origins
WANTS:
- Resident Evil Revelations 2 Deluxe Edition
- Resident Evil 6
- Frostpunk
- Assassin's Creed IV Black Flag
- Airborne Kingdom
- PlateUp
- Satisfactory
- Eyes in the Dark
- Barotrauma
- Darksiders III
- Hell Let Loose
- Len's Island
- Resident Evil Village
- Coral Island
- One More Island
- Carto
- Project Wingman
- Oxenfree
- BPM: Bullets Per Minute
- Metro 2033 Redux
- Valheim
2023.03.30 05:02 RoundBreadfruit7722 Car problems
I have a 2019 Hyundai Veloster Turbo and yesterday I noticed my car was idling rough and it felt like it was struggling to idle. I have a pretty loud exhaust which vibrates the car and I could feel the vibration through the cabin wasn’t steady it felt as if there was a skip in it’s usual smoothness. When I started the car before this trip I also want to point out, it wasn’t completely cold because I had driven it a few hours before and it was still warm from then (which that previous time I was driving, I wasn’t having this problem). This morning when I left for work i got the chance to feel the cold start and it was pretty bad, the rpm’s were higher than usual and it was really stuttering, and when the rpm’s dropped it went back to how it felt yesterday. When I finished my shift and I got to my car, the cold start was the same as this morning but this time my check engine light was on. I opened my hood and felt the coil packs and the one all the way to the right was clicking and also the vibration of the engine was worse than it would be under normal circumstances. I already have NGK Iridium spark plugs coming in tomorrow, do you guys think this might fix it? I’m also considering getting new coil packs entirely if the problem persists. I don’t have the original warranty as I’m second owner and I didn’t purchase the one from the dealership I got the car from so I’d like to try to keep the repairs DIY. Also I’m currently at 68k miles, is this usual for my mileage? Thank you for any help and advice :)
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2023.03.30 04:54 Alexandria38292 Lied hit and run allegations
My mom was making a left turn and she looked to her left and right, she saw no one and did her turn. She then “hit a kid” who was with their older brother. My mom rolled up her window and asked frantically if they were ok and how to approach this situation. The older brother said it was okay, kid was fine and they walked away. The kid didn’t even have a bruise or anything, our car looks the same prior to the accident.
Hours later the police are at my moms house saying the two went to the police to file the accident, and said my mom did a hit and run 2 days ago, and the kid had to go to the hospital with bruises. But all of this occurred literally within the past 4-5 hours. They said that they had my moms license plate from the car behind my mom, following her. They orchestrated the whole event and had someone they knew tailing my mom to take a pic of her license plate the whole time.
My mom told this to the police officers and wants us to talk to the other party, but I don’t think the police officers have the best interest for my mom. I assume the other party will record my mom talking to them as “proof” and manipulate it with their lies in order to come out on top in court. What do I do?
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Hours later the police are at my moms house saying the two went to the police to file the accident, and said my mom did a hit and run 2 days ago, and the kid had to go to the hospital with bruises. But all of this occurred literally within the past 4-5 hours. They said that they had my moms license plate from the car behind my mom, following her. They orchestrated the whole event and had someone they knew tailing my mom to take a pic of her license plate the whole time.
My mom told this to the police officers and wants us to talk to the other party, but I don’t think the police officers have the best interest for my mom. I assume the other party will record my mom talking to them as “proof” and manipulate it with their lies in order to come out on top in court. What do I do?
2023.03.30 04:46 Rctul786 Hours/Performance Situation
As I’m sure a lot of stores are experiencing, we have had a drastic drop in hours due to low sales, and it’s been like this since January. I am a part time employee.
The issue I’m having here is that I am in financial distress at the moment, and have a lot on my plate.
My father passed away last week, and the funeral was on Monday and Tuesday. I also was in a car accident which totaled my car(I’m getting things sorted out so I can be at my next shift).
Here’s the issue: I don’t feel like I’ve got a whole lot of thorough training. I also feel like I haven’t really been doing my best, and unfortunately the ASM confirmed with me that my work hasn’t been stellar. I’m in inside lawn and garden, and I truly like the people I work with and the job, and I feel like I can definitely work to improve myself. But all I keep getting is the workaround about hours. I barely get scheduled anymore, and if I am scheduled it’s not with my supervisor or the other associate who is doing a really great job at trying to teach me things.
I’m sorry to make a long post here, but long story short, I’m really overwhelmed with everything at the moment, and I truly do want to improve, but I just don’t understand why the management isn’t being more transparent with me as to why they are making the scheduling decision that they are making. If I’m truly not doing well, I’d honestly would rather have them tell me that to my face and show me where I can improve instead of just leave me wondering what the hell is going on.
So here I am, asking all of you guys for advice. I really could use it. If I left something out or if something isn’t clear, comment and let me know and I’ll try to explain more.
I really don’t want to give up on this company, but honestly if this continues I will have to find another job.
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The issue I’m having here is that I am in financial distress at the moment, and have a lot on my plate.
My father passed away last week, and the funeral was on Monday and Tuesday. I also was in a car accident which totaled my car(I’m getting things sorted out so I can be at my next shift).
Here’s the issue: I don’t feel like I’ve got a whole lot of thorough training. I also feel like I haven’t really been doing my best, and unfortunately the ASM confirmed with me that my work hasn’t been stellar. I’m in inside lawn and garden, and I truly like the people I work with and the job, and I feel like I can definitely work to improve myself. But all I keep getting is the workaround about hours. I barely get scheduled anymore, and if I am scheduled it’s not with my supervisor or the other associate who is doing a really great job at trying to teach me things.
I’m sorry to make a long post here, but long story short, I’m really overwhelmed with everything at the moment, and I truly do want to improve, but I just don’t understand why the management isn’t being more transparent with me as to why they are making the scheduling decision that they are making. If I’m truly not doing well, I’d honestly would rather have them tell me that to my face and show me where I can improve instead of just leave me wondering what the hell is going on.
So here I am, asking all of you guys for advice. I really could use it. If I left something out or if something isn’t clear, comment and let me know and I’ll try to explain more.
I really don’t want to give up on this company, but honestly if this continues I will have to find another job.
2023.03.30 04:31 Lloyd---Braun Sell now or hold?
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2023.03.30 04:30 ImportantDirector5 Hello, I wanted some perspective in my relationship. My mom has "I hate everybody" syndrome so it's extremely difficult to talk to her. Am I in an abusive relationship?
I (26f) have been married for 4 years to another (28f) and I've been struggling in this relationship. We are going to couple's therapy but I still feel something off. The tipping point for me is money.
I want to start by saying my spouse makes 76K and I make roughly 30K. I contribute by renting a family home for 500$ (I mean what a steal! they just don't want me costing them money. Fair enough.) And she uses my car thus not having to buy her own. She agreed before we moved here to give me 1k for retirement, we had a whole spread sheet and she agreed she could support me while I got my side business going. I cannot work full time due to the demands of the military and mcat. Her friends convinced her that I'm using her and demanded 1k a month down the line, I dropped extremely low on my savings due to this. She then agreed to wait for me to at least build my savings before having me split the bills and then oke me up at 4am yelling at me about how much of a piece of shit I am and demanded the bills to be 50/50.
I yelled at her the other day and cannot even talk to her I feel so angry about this one specific incident: a lot of my expenses goes into medical care as the military broke me in half. She went into details how she's planning some trip she wants to spend thousands on and I said I couldn't afford it due to this medical issue. She tell me "oh well not my issue". And goes on how she'll just invite someone else who can instead. I lost it, i felt so uncared for. She of course ripped into me that I was immature but I don't feel like thats fair? I contribute in other ways.
She wastes money constantly. Her aunt offered us housing but out of pride made us leave and pay rent in a ghetto where someone was killed..that was 20K gone. She also has a habit of breaking my things on accident and other things in a rage while refusing to fix it.
I worry about our future together, I don't know how I'm going to survive during medical school. She wants me to go out of state when tuition is 4x as much, I'd take on the debt and have to somehow pay for food and rent while at school. All because she hates FL meanwhile my business is here. I thought we'd build a life together, I wanted my first real paycheck to be something she wanted heck maybe even a car!
I don't know whats going on. We came from saving and working together against the world to her wanting to blow retirement money partying, wanting to try cocaine and possibly wanting to try living alone to "have freedom she never had in her youth" while being a couple still. I can't even look at her the same after this. She keeps saying I accuse her of abuse when it isn't true and how heart broken she is. All she does is cry. I need perspective. Am I immature expecting this? Or is this a weird divide to have with your spouse?
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I want to start by saying my spouse makes 76K and I make roughly 30K. I contribute by renting a family home for 500$ (I mean what a steal! they just don't want me costing them money. Fair enough.) And she uses my car thus not having to buy her own. She agreed before we moved here to give me 1k for retirement, we had a whole spread sheet and she agreed she could support me while I got my side business going. I cannot work full time due to the demands of the military and mcat. Her friends convinced her that I'm using her and demanded 1k a month down the line, I dropped extremely low on my savings due to this. She then agreed to wait for me to at least build my savings before having me split the bills and then oke me up at 4am yelling at me about how much of a piece of shit I am and demanded the bills to be 50/50.
I yelled at her the other day and cannot even talk to her I feel so angry about this one specific incident: a lot of my expenses goes into medical care as the military broke me in half. She went into details how she's planning some trip she wants to spend thousands on and I said I couldn't afford it due to this medical issue. She tell me "oh well not my issue". And goes on how she'll just invite someone else who can instead. I lost it, i felt so uncared for. She of course ripped into me that I was immature but I don't feel like thats fair? I contribute in other ways.
She wastes money constantly. Her aunt offered us housing but out of pride made us leave and pay rent in a ghetto where someone was killed..that was 20K gone. She also has a habit of breaking my things on accident and other things in a rage while refusing to fix it.
I worry about our future together, I don't know how I'm going to survive during medical school. She wants me to go out of state when tuition is 4x as much, I'd take on the debt and have to somehow pay for food and rent while at school. All because she hates FL meanwhile my business is here. I thought we'd build a life together, I wanted my first real paycheck to be something she wanted heck maybe even a car!
I don't know whats going on. We came from saving and working together against the world to her wanting to blow retirement money partying, wanting to try cocaine and possibly wanting to try living alone to "have freedom she never had in her youth" while being a couple still. I can't even look at her the same after this. She keeps saying I accuse her of abuse when it isn't true and how heart broken she is. All she does is cry. I need perspective. Am I immature expecting this? Or is this a weird divide to have with your spouse?