Liquor store near me still open

It’s insanity. My partner took half a bottle of Tylenol and wrote her note last night while I was asleep. She tried to play it cool and go to work but she collapsed before I even got halfway home from dropping her off, less than 10 minute drive. I took her to the hospital ER and we were rushed in. At the time I thought she was having a seizure as an adverse reaction to new meds as it’s happened to her before. Instead, while texting our loved ones with her phone because I left mine in the car in the rush to get her treated, I found her note. She expressed deep sorrow and much love to us but it’s obvious she needs help that we can’t give. The new meds 100% affected her and led to her hurting herself. So I make the decision to report it to the ER nurse and say she might have OD’d on Tylenol and they test her and sure enough, I was right. Acute Tylenol poisoning. They gave her the antidote almost immediately and within a few hours she went from incoherent babbling, actively dying before my eyes, and barely able to open her eyes, back to the wonderful, witty, beautiful, and strong willed woman I know and love. I stayed by her side all day and I’ll continue to. Her attempt has not changed how deeply I love her. If anything, my worry and terror and quite frankly prayers to my patron Baphomet have only reinforced that I want her for the rest of my life and want to help her.
At around 930 tonight I decided I needed to head home to sleep as she was well on her way to recovery and in good hands with the nurses, social worker, and doctor. I got a Dr’s note for herself and for me so I could continue to stay by her side and support her in this difficult time. I also decided I would head into my job and let them know what happened. I work retail. I told the MOD about the situation and presented my note. She outright refused it. Cited company policy. Instead, I’ll be receiving attendance demerits for any days I take off to help my partner and love recover from an attempted suicide. I absolutely cannot believe how fucked working in America is. I nearly lost my partner and it was entirely possible I could have woken up next to her corpse, and my job doesn’t even have the compassion to allow me two extra days off so I can tend to her and make sure she’s alright. I cried all my tears out earlier in the day when she was asleep and I got the opportunity for some lunch, otherwise I would have sobbed all the way home. I’ll have no wiggle room left in case of another emergency, complication, event that comes up, or god forbid gastrointestinal distress. I’ll be completely maxed out on attendance points and one more will be enough to fire me on the spot. I cannot believe how ridiculous and fucked this system is.
TLDR: Partner is okay, job denied my note and if I take time to tend to my partner recovering from a suicide attempt I might lose my job.

Hey Dad. My online driver's education course mentioned talking to my parents five separate times on only one page, and I didn't wanna end up fighting again, plus I just found you, so here I am. I'm most likely autistic and have crippling anxiety, so I could really use your help and advice, especially seeing as how both driving and the police really scare me.
My course says that while the officer is talking to me, I should be polite and respectful, but I'm not legally required to answer questions I'm not comfortable answering or give personal information about myself. And that I should talk to my parents about different things that would be safe or unsafe to talk about at a traffic stop?
It also says that the officer might ask me to open my window all the way if I don't have it open. He might do this for a number of reasons, including if the officer has trouble hearing me or wants to get a better look at my face to see if it matches my permit or license. I shouldn't feel nervous about this request, but if I am, I am allowed to let the officer know that I'm nervous and that I prefer to keep the window the way it is. But if the officer still wants me to open my window all the way, there's no reason to be frustrated. I should do what the officer says. I should talk to my parents about some possible options in this situation.
It's not out of the ordinary for an officer to ask a driver to step out of their vehicle during a traffic stop. When a police officer asks me to step out of the car, it's in my best interest to comply to the request. However, especially as an underage driver, I might feel nervous to step out of my vehicle - perhaps the officer isn't wearing a uniform that I recognize, or perhaps it's night time and I'm in a rural area by myself. It isn't illegal to stay in my car even if I'm asked to come out, but if I do that, it might make the officer suspicious. There are a few different possible solutions to this dilemma that my parents can help clarify for me. Make sure I speak to them about some safe options.
The Constitution allows an officer to search my vehicle if he has a lawful reason (probable cause) to do so, including but not limited to the officer sees alcohol or illegal substances in my vehicle. The officer sees a weapon in my vehicle. The officer is also required to give me a reason why he wants to search my vehicle, including what he plans to find and take away. If he doesn't give me a reason for the search, I'm allowed to ask for one. The Constitution also allows me to refuse permission for an unreasonable search, but if I refuse permission, the police are allowed to search anyway if they have probable cause to do so. Talk to my parents about this situation and how I can protect my rights and remain safe, while at the same time making it easier for the officer to do his lawful duties.
Even rereading this, I'm still kinda confused because some of it sounds sorta contradictory. Am I wrong? Is it not? Does it all make perfect sense to you? Please help. Thanks, Dad. Love you. ❤️

When I was 18(F) I was still in college and worked part time after class so most days I was out of the house from 5am until 9pm, during one of those days my mum had gone into my room and stole my passport and provisional driving licence to apply for 4 credit cards in my name (At the time it was only me and my mum in the house). fast forward a couple of years I had started uni and moved away I became aware of the credit cards when I had gone to apply for a phone contract and was rejected. After a credit I see four cards under my name all in arrears from when I was 18. I contacted my mum wanting an explanation she explained she did it when we was struggling financially. But that she was doing better and was paying them off. I stupidly believed her at the time and took pity on her. A few months passed and it shows she was paying them off. About 5 months after my brother (M23) moved in I decided to go and spend the weekend, whilst I was there two letters came in my name, I opened them to find two debt collection notices for unpaid credit cards. I confronted my mum who broke down in tears apologising promising to pay them blaming hard times, I collected my belongings straight away and went back to uni. I was contacted by my brother afterwards I explained that the whole situation wasn’t good and that I had come to the decision to call the police to get my mum done for identity theft and fraud. He went and told my mum what I planned to do who then freaked out and contacted me straight away freaking out down the phone promising threats of harm against herself and my brother. recently when I began to look for flats for after I finished university, every letting agency I went too refused to rent to me due my credit rating. I was convinced that enough was enough.I reported her for identity theft and fraud yesterday when my brother contacted me, he called me selfish saying I had ripped the family apart and that I had ruined his life as now he was facing having to pay for a house he couldn’t afford I should have sorted it out as a family matter instead of going to the police as now I had damaged the family and his mental health. AITA?

Reading through various white papers on data science, artificial intelligence, machine learning, and the like reveals the strange and terrifying totalitarian system that's rapidly evolving towards human imperceptibility.
THE EVOLVING ROLE OF OPEN-SOURCE INTELLIGENCE

The intelligence environment has been significantly changed over recent years by many factors, including tech-savvy threat actors, the rapid spread of online communications, increased societal unrest and changing geopolitical dynamics. Government and corporate sectors alike are facing an increasing volume and diversity of threats to their communities and businesses.
These threats, combined with masses of data from exploding numbers of online platforms, create a perfect storm of challenges for intelligence teams. As the threat landscape evolves, the technology used to uncover these threats must also evolve - that is where advanced open-source intelligence (OSINT) solutions play an increasingly critical role. Open-source intelligence, often referred to as a subset of digital intelligence, is the process of collecting, analyzing, and extracting meaningful insights from publicly available data sources, including social media, news feeds, blog sites, discussion forums, and more. Terrorist groups, human trafficking networks, politically motivated extremist groups, and other criminals and threat actors are radicalizing, advertising, recruiting, and planning across a constantly evolving range of websites and social media platforms across the Surface, Deep and Dark Web, often communicating in ways that make it difficult for intelligence and law enforcement organizations to monitor their activities and understand the nature of these threats at any given moment.
The sheer volume and complexity of data presents significant challenges - monitoring online platforms and uncovering critical insights is beyond human scale and any attempt to simplify masses of data looking for anything interesting will inevitably lead to false positives and (worse still) operator burnout. This is driving a need for the advanced, AI-enabled insights into masses of online data that open-source intelligence technology delivers.
OSINT is emerging as an invaluable primary intelligence source across law enforcement, intelligence, defense, security vetting, and corporate agencies worldwide. To showcase best practices for applying OSINT to some of the world’s biggest challenges, this section explores several key use cases: — violent extremist threat monitoring, — security vetting/insider threat, — assistance to law enforcement and — corporate supply chain protection
…meme culture is where AI-enabled risk analytics prove to be invaluable in interpreting threats that appear in the form of images, videos, written text, or digital network connections. For example, Fivecast OSINT solutions have been proven to save analyst teams hours and days of manual data manipulation with ongoing, repeatable, and automated collection and assessment of these diverse data mediums, presented in a way that makes assessment efficient. The customizable risk detection framework rapidly surfaces content of interest, including user-defined keywords, phrases, and quotes in posts, while automatically assessing images and videos for objects, memes, concepts, logos, and text (extracted through optical character recognition) of interest.
…as specialist OSINT companies move into this space, with tailored products to keep pace with the vetting, revalidation, and now continuous vetting requirements of governments and corporates, the interest in online data for vetting and insider threat use cases is steadily growing.
Continuous vetting is the ongoing, “light-touch” monitoring of security clearance holders, a considered move away from the flawed paradigm of assessing a security clearance at intervals of five and ten years. Although still in its conceptual phase in Australia, the United States is moving ahead at pace.
In October 2021, William Lietzau, the Director of the Defense Counterintelligence and Security Agency, said approximately 4 million defense personnel, including military, civilians and contractors, are subject to their continuous vetting program, which is part of the agency’s Trusted Workforce 2.0 initiative and security clearance process.
…If Alshamrani’s (a person accused of terrorism) account had been continuously monitored, it is likely his online activity would have alerted defense vetting agencies well before the attack took place.
OSINT is well established as a source of intelligence in law enforcement, both within Australian and partner agencies overseas. In part, this early formalization of OSINT as a primary intelligence source was necessary due to the “Going Dark” phenomenon. Going Dark was a term first coined in 2015 by then Federal Bureau of Investigation Director James Comey to describe the effect of major telecommunications providers – device manufacturers and app developers alike – enabling end-toend encryption by default across their product ranges. The effect was to freeze out (almost totally) telecommunications intercept, the ‘wiretap’ capability, and digital forensics, the capability to ‘crack’ devices in use by criminals.
Without this baseload data collection, law enforcement rapidly pivoted to alternatives, implementing strong collection and assessment of publicly available online data to provide that broad awareness of the criminal milieu so critical to effective investigations …: OSINT directly assists surveillance by building out a target’s pattern of life prior to a team deploying in the field offering critical insights such as networks of likely social interactions, frequented locations, propensity for violence, or access to weapons. The same can be said in support of human source recruitment and management, where OSINT can be used to passively observe any changes in the interactions, motivations, and activities of an individual that may be of concern to their case officehandler.
…The ANOM app: instead of providing secure communication, it was actually a trojan horse covertly distributed by the United States Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) and the Australian Federal Police (AFP), enabling them to monitor all communications.

CORPORATE & SUPPLY CHAIN

Fivecast was tasked to seek out supply chain risk for a global corporate in vehicle manufacturing.
By examining the company’s various subsidiaries’ official presence across three key social media platforms, analysts were able to quickly establish that protest activity was occurring against one of their manufacturing plants in Germany. Although, at the surface level, this protest activity appeared to be organized by a local trade union, Fivecast was able to establish a deeper underlying motivation by exploring the online activity of the key news agency promoting this protest activity – Rote Fahne News, the news arm of the Marxist-Leninist party of Germany. From a broad brief to discover supply chain risk across a broad portfolio, OSINT was able to establish the threat, its location, and its underlying motivation
Previously the domain of well-managed telecommunications intercept, which has all but “gone dark”, enterprise-level OSINT systems are the obvious replacement to fill that data collection gap. OSINT will become the backbone for data collection on which investigations are built. Rapidly scalable, automated, high reliability, cloud-hosted OSINT systems able to reach online data anywhere (from anywhere) will capture the digital patterns of life of an individual out to 1000s of persons of interest at once.
Machine Learning is a current application of AI-based around the idea that we should really just be able to give machines access to data and let them learn for themselves. A simple way that Fivecast defines AI/ML in OSINT is any capability informed by a model that is “trained”. In this regard, there are a range of capabilities available in advanced OSINT tools now:
— Image detection and classification (including facial recognition) – searches of complete and partial images against mass datasets to return high accuracy matches. — Automated person of interest resolution – taking basic biodata of an entity/entities, finding new data and resolving it to those entities with high accuracy. — Logo detection – recognizing simple and complex (e.g. on clothing) logos in images. — Sentiment and emotion – detection and assessment of sentiment (positive/negative) and key emotions (anger, disgust, fear, joy, sadness) in text. — Text similarity – understanding the content and context of passages of text and finding similar meanings in other text (e.g. identifying threats of violence).
These capabilities are all loosely clustered around sifting and sorting functions – how to make the data haystack as manageable as possible for analysts and investigators. In the coming five years, we will very likely see a transition in the focus of the AI/ML from assistance to decision-making. The size of the data haystack is already well beyond human scale, regardless of your intelligence mission. Perhaps discomforting for some, but that point is approaching where the volume (and complexity) of final decision making will be too much - OSINT tools become so good at finding what the intelligence user demands that the tool must also make increasingly complex decisions on what to do with that data output.

Game-Changing, Actionable Intelligence with AI-Driven Computer Vision

Computer vision is a field of artificial intelligence that trains computers to interpret and understand the visual world. Using digital images from cameras and videos and deep learning models, machines can accurately identify and classify objects — and then react to what they “see.”
Data-driven organizations across all industries are unlocking actionable intelligence from real-time video data coupled with other edge sensor data like audio and biometrics, artificial intelligence (AI), and high-performance edge computing. Adding stored historical data enables a powerful method of using deep learning techniques on videos and digital images known as computer vision, and it’s not only transforming organizations, but more importantly, it’s changing how they build or deliver a product or service. According to IDC, forward-looking organizations that maximize their data to generate insights are two times more profitable and see eight times more growth than their peers.
Computer vision capabilities are fast becoming a significant contributor to that end. Analysts at Omdia expect the global computer vision software market to reach $33.5 billion by 2025 (growing at 42.1 percent year over year). Connecting computer vision to the edge directly impacts what customers do to drive revenue in their organizations. Whether it’s gaining a greater knowledge of customer behavior within a retail space, predicting failures in oil and gas pipelines, controlling autonomous vehicles in a smart city, or managing traveler flow in an airport, private and public organizations of all sizes are capitalizing on the petabytes of audio-visual data captured daily
Historical data can be used as a training archive to develop increasingly accurate models for compelling insights.
government agencies need real-time monitoring at public events or for agriculture, construction, or mining organizations requiring immediate response to system failures in the field
An agile edge-to-core computer vision platform and framework allow cognitive insights to be generated close to the data sources and saved for later use The addition of new systems designed to enhance protection can actually add security gaps and holes if they are not well integrated.
…an environment susceptible to ‘monitoring fatigue’.

Monitoring behaviors - from vehicles to people

Information technology and telecom, energy, banking and finance, transportation and border security, water, and emergency services. These critical infrastructures share a common threat of vandalism, theft and attack coupled with concerns for regulatory compliance and the liability associated with trespassing. By adding advanced perimeter security solutions, these sites can detect intruders before they breach the perimeter.
Radar detection solutions that warn of fast-approaching vehicles coupled with license plate recognition solutions can provide both advanced warning of an imminent threat and the analytics to quickly react to and mitigate potentially dangerous situations. AI-powered heat mapping and behavior analysis tools can also amplify a security team’s ability to proactively assess threats through crowd-gather alerts, wrong-way travel, and other data-driven information.
Milestone revolutionized the industry by leading the transformation from analog to IP cameras. The transformation set the stage for modern video surveillance technology. In 2014, Canon acquired Milestone…By 2019, our net revenue reached just over 143 million USD…by 2022, 215 million USD. …Today, we are present in 25 countries and with partners and customers in nearly every corner of the world.
Data-driven video technology increases the value of video streams—traditionally utilized for safety and security purposes—by combining Artificial Intelligence (AI) with video technology. For example, by adding Artificial Intelligence to the mix, we are getting things like Adaptive Video Analytics, which allow users to calibrate the AI model deployed at various sites. In practice, this means that the industry will continue to move towards embedding self-learning, self-calibrating video analytic technology into cameras and other devices, allowing them to self-adjust to changing scene conditions. All that data will be captured by the Video Management Software (VMS). In the future, this data will improve the accuracy of Video Analytics and make the value of the video streams captured, organized, and archived by the VMS incredibly important. Data-driven video technology will truly “make the world see.”
Threats, unlike any previously imagined have become real and commonplace
Preventing access to physical machines and networking using biometric credentials is in keeping with a broader industry trend to phase out easily compromised techniques such as passwords and pins.
Security no longer involves simply physical access; it now must embrace digital access and the authorization to execute transactions and services using personal devices. Examples include leveraging biometrics built into mobile devices such as mobile phones and electronic wearables to provide real-time requests for authorization to complete transactions, access systems, or to move data. Electronic objects and networks which may be connected and accessed using personal electronics include:

-The onboard computer system in vehicles, such as automobiles and scooters
-Medical devices, both external and inside the body
-Financial accounts, payment systems, and healthcare systems
-Entertainment platforms, such as video games and television
-Exercise equipment
-Luggage tracking
-Home appliances and HVAC Systems
-Access control door readers with Bluetooth technology

In the world of digital security these are all considered “connected objects.” Biometric solutions play a mission critical role in the new world of “connected objects” to provide verification and trust (certainty) of an individual’s identity for frictionless, secure physical and digital access. Biometrics provides assurance that only an authorized individual can access their “connected objects.”

Security trends to watch for in 2023

2023 will see significant adoption of AI-based analytics in cameras and video management systems (VMS) as more manufacturers provide this feature within their standard camera lines. There are simply too many camera streams for humans to monitor effectively, so AI-based analytics will be a catalyst that enables security departments to do more with less.
Video surveillance for education must integrate easily with other security applications to extend the power of the system.
...ditching manual methods once and for all.
Successful businesses are preparing their operations for the future and want a video surveillance system that is AI capable and has the flexibility to run advanced analytics. Dynamic shifts over the past few years in the way the world does business forced companies to use technology in new ways. Video surveillance systems, once only used for security, are now a tool to help optimize business operations. Businesses want an AI-ready video surveillance system that will generate useful insights from gathered data.
Over 50% of businesses are using AI in some way, with more than 25% reporting widespread AI adoption within their company, according to a 2022 AI business survey by PriceWaterhouseCoopers. The survey shows that businesses that are not already using AI know that new, modern technologies will automate their systems and processes in the future and are budgeting for the infrastructure now.
Video surveillance systems capable of running AI help businesses scale their ability to analyze and act on data. Advanced uses include systems that can automatically detect and send real-time alerts of security threats and gather data to provide useful information like peak foot traffic or customer wait times.
In 2022 inflation broke a 40-year high. There are few indications that consumers or businesses can expect inflation relief in the cost of goods and services in the near future. Security companies must find ways to increase revenue to compensate for the higher prices in materials, overhead increases, wage inflation, and the possible attrition of customers who need to “tighten the belt.”
According to the National Apartment Association (NAA), demand for apartments is at an all-time high. The demand is driven by a number of young adults aged 18 to 24 who are delaying home ownership and an aging population sometimes choosing to live in apartments.
Parks Associates research finds that 80% of property managers plan to implement smart home devices within the next 12 months, demonstrating a strong demand for automation and operational efficiency in the MDU space (living in an apartment with a roommate, basically).
Whether for a video doorbell or freestanding camera, manufacturers are improving pixel quality, night vision, thermal vision, camera view, camera durability, battery life, and A.I. detecting capabilities.
adoption of vehicle monitoring services is on the rise
almost 50% of apartment or townhome residents report having a package theft, while over 60% of condominium residents report having a package stolen.
Overall, Swiftlane estimates $6 billion worth of packages were stolen in 2020.
Frictionless Technology Keeps Gaining Momentum
Before the pandemic, the market was moving toward frictionless options, but COVID accelerated the need for touch-free technology. Today, the frictionless user experience is here to stay, the company says, because it delivers highly secure access using biometric identifiers that are unique to each individual, have greater ease of use, and can reduce the spread of germs.
The three primary technologies used to create a frictionless experience are iris scans, facial recognition and facial authentication. Iris scans have proven to help boost security, but adoption has lagged, given the disruption it creates for movement into secure areas. Facial recognition, primarily used in mass surveillance, has shown promise, but privacy concerns have slowed adoption.
And, with the introduction of facial authentication in everyday consumer products such as the iPhone, it is becoming the go-to technology to create a frictionless environment
When facial authentication is coupled with intelligent systems, not only can someone receive real-time security alerts when unauthorized access to restricted entrances occurs, but they also get actionable data to modify user behavior.
The security industry is innovating rapidly to provide new solutions that drive revenue and customer loyalty. Product features that are cutting edge today will be expected features in base model products. Dealers need to keep abreast of the latest innovations to source products that customers will start to demand
The impact on security dealers looks to be a net positive, as the major players in the home security space are currently seeing record highs in revenue despite slowed growth and times of economic uncertainty.

Me [19f] and my ex [20m] had been dating for nearly 7 years . We got together at 13/14 and the early years of our relationship were nothing but pure bliss. We were often referred to as “end game” and our peers, family and even teachers would often command us for being able to maintain such a solid and consistent relationship at our young age especially in todays day and age. Going to the same school, having the same friend group and sharing the same hobbies were in my opinion, the things that attributed to our relationship being able to last for so long. Though young and naive , him and I would always express how we felt like God brought us together and that our relationship was uniquely important. We would spend all night chatting and pouring our hearts out , we went on adventures and dates and he knew that ANYTIME he needed ANYTHING I was a phone all away . I would do anything to see him smile and I would give my life if that ment that he would survive. I wasn’t only I love I genuinely felt obsessed with him. As we got older , our relationship began to change and his eyes started to wander . Social media came into play and hormones began to rage more than ever . Eventually he ended up cheating on me with someone he claimed to be “just a friend” which ended up shattering my heart and our relationship. In an effort to convince me otherwise , he got down on his knees and started to cry like I had never seen before and kept repeating that “he only loved me” blah blah blah . We broke up for a few months after I found out but ended up getting back together soon after. Ever since , he would “conveniently” end up in situations where he would have to work with her or was around her. He’d constantly make me feel bad to doubting his loyalty even after he cheated on me after being together for so long . We would constantly argue over him adding her back on social media after swearing that he would never or him texting his sister asking about her and her family. I always felt as though I was the side chick in my own relationship. About a year after he cheated , his childhood best friend [17m] , which he still was extremely close with , got into a tragic accident while on his way home from school . An ambulance hit him and rolled over his body and he died on impact. The news absolutely destroyed my boyfriend and our school. The night of the accident my boyfriend laid up all night crying and pacing up and down . The days following the accident were extremely tough for my boyfriend and he spent hours trying to rationalize his best friends death through many hours of tears. My heart broke for him and his classmates, as his best friend was in his class. The night of the viewing came and my boyfriend attended without me. One of my friends texted me during the viewing and told me that the girl that he had cheated on me with was crying and he went over to hug her . Apparently they were sobbing and embracing each other for a good 10 minutes, he wiped her tears and rubbed her back and vice versa. Though in hindsight , the embrace was justified being that they were both grieving a good friend , the news infuriated me and I felt like I needed to talk to him when he got home . I expressed how the embrace made me feel uneasy and uncomfortable and how I felt as though many other people could’ve comforted her ie her close girlfriends and parents so why did he have to ? Again he put on a whole performance and cried and begged me to just relax because although he cheated they were “just friends” and that the hug meant nothing. Given the circumstances I decided to leave it alone and believe him. I still felt uneasy about the funeral the next day but I shut my feelings off and focused on the real matter at hand ; my boyfriend about to burry his best friend in less than 12 hours. He did assure me that he would stay far away from her at the funeral. The day of the funeral came and I spent the entire morning praying with my boyfriend, wiping his tears and trying to do all that I can to make him happy. I had brought breakfast and hot coco to his house and even ironed his tux for him . I did not go to the funeral myself because I struggle with extreme social anxiety but I was going to watch the funeral online . My boyfriend understood and told me that he appreciated my efforts to support him even though I wouldn’t be there in person. He left and I went back home so that I could watch the funeral . The funeral was beautiful but the entire time I couldn’t stop worrying about him and her. I tried to pan the audience and hoped that the camera would glance over to where he was seated but it didn’t . Finally , 30 minutes before it ended I spotted him on the camera . Seated right next to her … with his arm around her I quickly texted him a long and detailed message with very colorful language. I blew up his phone and threaten to leave him if he didn’t move away from her . He ignored my texts all day and I continued to curse him out and call him constantly. When he got home he said that I could go to hell and told me that I was an ass for blowing up at him on the day of his best friends funeral . We dated for a couple more years and he continued to “conveniently” be around her and every time I would confront him he would tell me to get over it and bring up how I wasn’t there for him on the day of the funeral while she was… needless to say we broke up . But still to this day I wonder AITAH for starting an argument on that day ?

There is a notebook deep in the back of my closet that I have kept hidden for 5 years now. A notebook I only take out to write in at night. When the darkness feels like warmth and safety. It's filled with Names. Names of my sisters, brothers, and siblings. Some older, some younger than me. A-a lot, who are younger than me now. Names of all those lost over the years. Of those who couldn't bear the pain anymore or were forced to leave this world. I wrote them all down.
I started it after I met another quirkless person for the first time. After I hold her hand while she died. I was ten. I left the apartment one evening. I don't remember why. But, on my way, I saw a girl only a year or two older than me walking toward the park. Her red shoes with white laces were clear in the street lamps. She saw mine. And I followed her to the lake.
Her name was Suzuki Mei. Mei told me about her life. How she sat at that lake with her mother when she was little. How her father always brought her a flower when he got home from work. How angry her parents became when she wasn't what they wanted her to be. She told me what her life became after that fateful day. The fear, pain, shame, and the seemingly endless pit of hopelessness. Mei had wanted to be the owner of her own little flower shop. She told me that she never will because you need to have proof of a higher education and that is something near impossible for the Quirkless. No school would accept her. Mei told me about the flower language and how flowers and herbs were used in history, as medicine, and as poison.
Aconitum, also known as monkshood, wolf's-bane, or devil's helmet. One of the most poisonous plants there are. Depending on how much you digest death can follow within the hour or nearly instantaneous. Mei took three whole bites of the root. I took her hand as we hold our breaths. And I didn't let go as I watched her face twist in pain. I didn't let go as her body convulsed beside me. I didn't let go as she became still. I didn't let go as her body grew cold. I only let go as I saw the first sunlight over the horizon shine. I let go and went home and opened the first page of this notebook. I wrote down everything Mei told me. Her pain, her love, her ambitions that will never be. Even if she hadn't died that night.
After that, I read every paper, website, and forum in search of others like Mei. I would write down everything I could. Their names, ages, dates of birth and death, jobs, or schools.
Misaraki Ai. 11, a student, killed by 2 classmates in a 'Quirk accident'. Inugawa Tenshi, 34, jobless, overdosing on heroin. Tama Haruta, 5, killed by his own mother shortly after his quirkless diagnosis. Miyamoto Kaeru, 14, was abused by his parents for years but only committed suicide after being forced to see them kill his dog.
I made a vow that night, to myself, and every other quirkless person. I would never kill myself. No. I promised to be the one who would bring change to this society. I-I promised Mei I would open a flower shop in her name one day. I promised Hayate to build the shield he mailed me the blueprints to before he said goodbye. I promised Chiyo that I would take in her dog when she finally lost her fight. I promised, that one day, I wouldn't have to make any more such promises.
But in the meantime, I would be the one to remember them. I always try to find people who knew them. Either online or, whenever I could, even take a ride and talk to whoever they left behind. I would be the one to tell their story. However short or painful it may hat been.
Because they Lived, they were Here and they laughed, cried, feared, and loved. They had dreams, ambitions, hobbies, and passions. And they deserve to be remembered. Even if the whole world wanted to erase their very existence.

So this was my third date with this guy. The first date I didn’t really know how to feel about him but I knew I wanted to get to know him more. By the second date, which was the other night, he showed me a wonderful gentleman side to him and I felt we had a genuine connection. Long story but I was swooning over him. We went back and forth and texted how we wanted to see each other again. We went on our third date tonight and something felt off with him. He was being pretty quiet, thought he acknowledged me when I spoke. So I decided to ask him if everything was okay. He said he had a stressful day. I told him about how I’ve been going to this Buddhist temple and how going there has brought me so much peace and solace. He asked me questions to which I answered and then I asked him if he’d like to come with me. He said he’d actually really like to. I know he had a lot on his mind so I wasn’t going to hold anything against him. We were on our way out. I had parked in his parking garage and as we were approaching his apartment he invited me in. I was happy. I knew he wasn’t going to try anything because I had crashed at his place the last time from being a little too wine drunk (two glasses of wine and a free shot given by the bartender on an empty stomach no bueno) and he was respectful. He’s a traditional guy. But this time as soon as we walked into his apartment he got a call from his boss. He asked if he could answer. Regardless of the case he should answer but it’s midnight so it must be even more important, so I tell him of course it’s no problem. They don’t even talk about work. He’s on the phone shit talking for the next 10 minutes while I’m sitting on the couch. I find that disrespectful and decide I’m giving him a few more minutes or I’m walking out. Few minutes go by and I’m over it. He’s laughing on the phone and ignoring my existence, so I get up and politely motion that I’m going to leave. His demeanor quickly changes and he tells his boss he’s going to call him back. He asks if I’m leaving to which I say yes no problem, I know you’re on the phone with your boss no worries I’ll see you another day. To which he’s like really?? But I approach the door and open it for myself so at that point he’s like …okay I’ll see you. Right after I leave I start getting texts asking if I can come back so we can talk through this and that he feels like an idiot. Here’s the convo:
Him: I can’t convince you to stay? I apologize for being on the phone for so long
Me: I just feel like you probably don’t like me enough if you’re on the phone talking shit with your boss while I’m there sitting on the couch
I’m doing us both a favor by saving us time
Him: I’m sorry
I really am give me another chance
I agree
Please come back
I get tunnel vision. I am sorry I do really like you Like I said I’m new to this and I really like you.
I’m really sorry I’m an idiot. I hope you do give me a chance.
Me: Just had an experience like that before and know what that means. I know you might not believe it, you probably do think you like me but trust me you don’t. Again saving us both time no hard feelings
Him: I do like you. I actually want something with you and genuinely do. I can’t read people’s minds this is all I’m used to and do.
What do I have to do to make you believe me?
Can you please come back so I can explain to you? Open book
I’ll do anything. I knew that from the moment I saw you to be honest.
Me: I’m sorry it’s just a boundary I have I have to stick to my feelings and what feels right and doesn’t, esp when I made the mistake of ignoring things and I ended up spending 5 years with someone who didn’t value me as much as I conned myself into believing. I know there’s no comparison I’m just putting things into context for you
I’m trying to be smart this time around
Him: Based off of one night? At least give me a chance to fix things
Me: You seem like a great guy though I just don’t know if you’re ready for what you’re looking for, at least not with me
Him: You are valued and I’m sorry for making you feel that way. Maybe I am no good for you. Have a good night and I hope you get home safely.
Me: No you could very well be a good guy who made a simple mistake. I’m just not in a space where I can give the benefit of the doubt, still a lot of trauma to sort through clearly lol. Thank you
Him: I wish you the best love. Have a good one
Me: you too :)
TLDR; after date, guy starts shit talking with his boss while I sat on his couch. felt disrespected so I left. don’t know if I’m being reasonable or unreasonable for leaving in this case

tl;dr - I don't want to break up with my gf, but I don't want to continue feeling confused and unhappy.
I've been dating my gf for 3 years now. When COVID hit, I didn't have any place to stay so I moved in with her. We've basically been together every single day since then. For our whole relationship, I've always felt bad for expecting more out of her than it seems she's able to give.
She puts chores to the side, doesn't keep up with her hygiene as much as I prefer, and doesn't make me feel desired sexually. I've realized she is the type of person who likes to just take it easy, and would be perfectly content laying in bed with me all day, watching TikTok and doing nothing. Not a diss, because I understand how hard it is to keep a job (severe depression and anxiety on my end), but she can't commit to much of anything without just giving it up. She's had multiple different majors when she was a student years ago and decided to just drop out of college without having a game plan or another job.
I love my chill time, don't get me wrong, but I'm more so the type of person who thrives with a little bit of routine/structure. I'm an aspiring YouTuber and Twitch streamer with a small but not insignificant following, and I wish to reach a level of success so that I won't need to work a couple of day jobs to stay afloat. I like to stay clean and groom myself regularly (looking nice and having a clean living space helps a lot with my mental health/productivity).
There's some big compatibility issues right there, but to top it all off, hopefully not TMI but I'd consider myself to have a higher than average sex drive, and she is borderline asexual. Sex is very important to me, and unfortunately is deeply rooted to my self esteem.
Combined with my gf not being a very open person, me constantly needing to be the one to engage sex, start difficult conversations, and remind her to do just keep up with her life (work, school, hygiene, chores, feeding our dog, etc.), I feel resentful and neglected. We've had more individual conversations about all of the aforementioned issues than I can count on one hand. Good conversations, too. Not arguing, not blaming, just expressing our thoughts and listening to each other. But nothing changes in the end of the day. Not permanently, at least. I don't believe her to be doing any of this on purpose or for any lack of consideration either, which is why I'm feeling more and more like we are just incompatible.
Yet, even with all of that, I genuinely believe that this is the best relationship I've ever been in. We both are very supportive of each other in all aspects of life, and we love each other deeply. I really think she tries to meet me halfway at the very least on all of my issues. She's the first person I really feel like I can trust and that will always have my back in the end of the day.
We don't go out at all, neither of us have friends or the money to if we even wanted to. I'm usually the clingy and anxious one in a relationship, but I feel like I'm the one who needs space. Space that I don't have the luxury of affording right now (possibly ever considering how expensive everything continues to get), and space that I feel like I don't get enough of even when she gives me some. We're about to move in with her parents next year when our current lease is up to save up a bit, which makes this even more difficult and pressing.
I feel like I might have unrealistic expectations, or am taking her for granted. I genuinely feel like I'm dating someone as close to my dream girl as I'm reasonably gunna get. I try and think of things practically as much as possible, but I'm pretty emotional. I also don't feel like I can truly trust my thoughts and feelings to be in my best interest (self destructive tendencies lol). I ask myself, stuff like "How can I be so confused/unhappy with the sweetest, most supportive person I've ever met?", especially when I struggle to create and maintain significant or even healthy relationships with people. But I still feel that way, and it's hard to ignore.
I'd appreciate any input that could give me some clarity one way or another.

I play with a couple of sweaty friends who think THEY are bad and I’m very casual and I am nowhere near their level but I think I’m average and I try to tell them they’re actually a little above average because they think I’m really bad (they still play with me because I’m chill and they just carry me lol). My K/DR varies between .7 and .8 and theirs are high 1’s and almost 2’s. I think my highest kills in one game was 12 and highest damage in one game was 2,080.
So, tell me - what’s your K/DR? I feel like “average” casuals rest somewhere around .5-.9 while above average is higher. If we play on firing range I can still kill them because I’m not constantly getting shot in the back or third partied but I’d say they definitely have better aim, movement, and situational awareness than I do. I also have TERRIBLE CoD timing luck.

That was the first thing Stella asked me as she settled in at the table.
I looked around the diner. It was two in the morning. The place was mostly empty.
“What do you mean?”
“How many people are in here right now? Besides us,” she said.
“Maybe five, six,” I replied.
Stella’s lips trembled. “How many people are in the room exactly?”
She was terrified.
I counted. The waiter, the old man staring into a bowl of soup by the door, the two young women coming down from a night of partying over pancakes, the guy in a ballcap trying to cut through his overcooked steak, and the middle-aged woman in a pea-green overcoat.
“Six,” I said. “Six people.”
Stella instantly relaxed. “Thank you.”
Stella and I hadn’t seen each other in five months. I was in school out of state and was home for the summer. Stella had gotten into a good university but her sister, Anne, had died in a car wreck two weeks before she went off to school. The death hit her hard. Real hard.
I wasn’t sure why she’d called me. I doubted it was to catch up and it certainly wasn’t to party. Stella knew I abstained from everything. For me, that decision was the end result of being raised by verbally abusive alcoholics and knowing the genetic odds.
Stella looked rough. Not strung out but existentially exhausted. There were scars on her hands, bruises mottling her tattooed forearms, and some unusual scarification marks on her neck. Two of them, they looked like clumsy Zs but reversed as if done in a mirror.
Stella’s friend Cory had dropped her off at the diner about thirty minutes before I'd gotten there. I didn’t know him well but what I did know, I didn’t like.
“So, how’re you holding up?” I asked.
Stella didn’t answer.
The waiter appeared and Stella looked him over cautiously before she ordered a black coffee and a slice of blueberry pie.
I got a hot tea and a side of fries, though I wasn’t exactly hungry.
We sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Stella, staring down at her hands, asked, “What’s the worst thing you ever did?”
I shrugged, said, “Lied to people. Lied to get out of things. Mostly to my friends, in high school. But I’ve changed. I don’t do that anymore. Oh, I also shoplifted once. A pair of socks.”
Stella laughed.
That’s when the waiter reappeared with our drinks and food. Stella jumped. Her eyes wide. Face flushed. The other people in the diner turned and looked but did nothing.
“You alright?” The waiter asked, weirded out.
Taking a deep breath, Stella slowly sat back down.
“Yeah, sorry,” she said. “I just… just it’s been a long night.”
The waiter shook his head as he put the stuff down. When he left, Stella sipped her coffee and then she looked over the mug at me, her eyes tearing.
“I did the worst thing you can do. I tried to kill someone.”
I wasn’t sure I heard her correctly.
“What?”
Stella nodded; eyes locked on mine. “A jogger. Cory and me hit him with the car.”
“Oh my God. When did this—”
“On my way here.”
The blood drained from my face.
“We should call the cops. He could still be there, hurt and—"
“Don’t bother,” she interrupted, “we went back and checked on him. There was no jogger.”
“What’s that fucking mean?”
I was starting to lose it.
“Please don’t start playing games with me,” I said. “I don’t want to hear this sort of bullshit.”
“Isn’t bullshit,” Stella replied. “Ask Cory.”
I didn’t want to call Cory.
Stella said, “I didn’t actually see the jogger. Cory did. That’s how I knew. So, I asked him exactly where the man was and I grabbed the wheel and Cory screamed at me as I made the car slam into the guy. Sent him flying. Like it mattered. Cory hit the brakes hard. He was losing it, talking about going to prison and his life being over. But I told him not to worry. That pissed him off something bad. When he got out of the car to go help the jogger, he just froze up, because there was no one there. Road was empty. Me, I expected that.”
She took another sip of coffee and poked at the slice of pie with her fork, stabbing the crust and examining the blue-tinged tines in the dull fluorescent light.
“See, it can look just like a person. Could be any age. Dressed any sort of way. It talks like a person. Eats, drinks, does all the regular sorts of things people do. Doesn’t exactly sound threatening, I know, but wait for the twist: I can’t see it. This thing pretending to be a person, it’s invisible to me. But you, you and everyone else… you can see it.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” And I didn’t.
Stella finally looked up at me.
“Two weeks ago, we were tripping. Me and Cory and this woman named Genevieve. She was the guide. This was at Cory’s house, on the deck. We dropped N-Bomb, that synthetic MDMA stuff. We’d been using hallucinogens and trying to explore an inner mental space. Tripping together, sharing the same imagery. It’s crazy how, if you’re in sync, like emotionally and mentally, you can basically travel together. I know how it sounds; I do. But… it was really working for us. We were… I’d guess you’d describe it something like astral traveling. We’d built this architecture, this city, in our minds and then explored it. Mostly it was made of shifting, beautiful buildings. Structures that rose over us like mountain ranges. And, uh, in this mental city, that’s where we came across it.”
The diner door chimed as the two young women having pancakes left.
Stella watched them go, then turned back to me.
I didn’t need an explanation.
“There are four people in here now,” I said.
She nodded, sipped more coffee, and then continued.
“Well, this night, we traveled deeper into the city than we’d ever been before. We ended up in a tower. Had a spiral staircase. We all went up to the top floor and found a locked door –”
“You’re all seeing the same thing?” I interrupted, not buying the experience.
“Yes,” Stella’s demeanor had intensified, the twitchiness melted away. “We all saw it.”
“OK.”
“So, we get to this door. It’s a metal door. Dented, but from the inside. Bulging out. Like someone was kicking the door, trying to smash it down. Genevieve, she got scared. Told us to not open that door. To stay far away from it. She said a voyager was on the other side.”
“Voyager?”
“That’s what Genevieve called it. Being a guide, she knew the sort of constructions we were exploring. She’d seen doors like this one. And she’d been warned about the voyagers. The way she told it, they were like us… explorers in inner space but not from our reality. From another one. A bad one. But long story short, I opened the door.”
“Why would you do that?”
Stella stirred her coffee, lost in thought for a second.
As she did, one of the cooks quietly came out from the kitchen and sat at the counter. He flicked through a newspaper someone had left and glanced over at me. He nodded, gave a little smile. I wondered if he’d made the fries I wasn’t eating.
“After Cory and Genevieve drifted away,” Stella continued, still staring at her drink, “I heard a voice on the other side of the door. My sister’s voice. She was begging. Pleading with me to let her out. I swear it was her. So, I opened that metal door.”
Feeling the stare of the cook, I ate a few of the fries. They were cold, soggy.
“What happened?” I asked Stella.
“When I opened it, something suddenly brushed past me. Something clammy, cold. It touched me, very briefly. There was pain…” Stella unconsciously motioned to the Z scars on her neck, then continued. “Anyway, there wasn’t a room on the other side of the door. Just a void. A deep emptiness. When the trip was over, I immediately felt a change. I felt… like I was being watched. The whole rest of that night, the next day, the next week, something was following me. A shadow. A presence. And I knew, I just deep in my gut knew, that if it caught up with me, if it touched me again, I would die.”
She kept stabbing at her slice of pie. Breaking the crust, letting the congealed blueberries slowly tumble out in a little landslide of jelly.
“You told me that you can’t see this thing, Stella.”
The door to the diner opened and two men in work overalls walked in, each holding a hard hat. Their clothes dusty. Stella suddenly straightened in her chair.
“Two men just walked into the diner, right?”
I nodded. “Yeah, just those two guys.”
Stella settled.
“Why me?” I asked. “Why did you want to meet? To tell me this?”
Stella smiled. First time she’d done that all night. “Because I knew you’d believe me.”
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly, impossibly dry.
“You’ve been a good friend,” Stella blinked away welling emotion. “In high school, when things got bad. With… with boyfriends or assholes, you were the one I could confide in. The one that trusted me. The one that, no matter what I did, no matter how stupid it was… you were there for me. A shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold…”
And she reached across the table and took my hand.
Squeezed it. Tight.
Truth was, I’d had a crush on Stella most of high school. She was a friend, for sure. And, for a while, a good friend. I liked being that rock for her. But I’d always hoped for more. Like most friendships, it began with a one-sided attraction. Mine. And even though I hadn’t seen her in half a year, those feelings remained. Dormant but there. Waiting to be awakened.
As Stella held my hand and smiled, I noticed… I felt, her fingernail tracing something on the inside of my palm. At first slight, just a little pressure. Only, it got sharper until—
“Ouch. Shit!”
I pulled my hand away to find Stella had cut me. She’d sliced a shape with her sharp pinkie nail into my skin. It was a backward letter Z. Like the ones on her neck. A ribbon of blood began to well up from the center of the small cut.
“What the hell, Stella?”
She just shook her head and stood up, backing away from the table, repeating over and over, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I had to, OK? I had to…”
“Had to what? Hurt me?” I was furious, confused.
Everyone in the diner turned to watch us. Only the cook got up from his place at the counter and walked over, eager to lend a hand.
I waved him away. “It’s OK. I got it under control.”
That was when Stella broke, her voice barely a whisper, “What?”
“I told him I got it.”
She went pale. “WHO?! Who’d you tell?”
“The cook!” I yelled. “He’s just trying to help you.”
“THERE IS NO COOK! No one’s there!”
Stella began shrieking, scrambling backward. She slammed into a nearby table. Chairs fell over. Silverware scattered.
“No, no!” she yelled. “No one’s there!”
The cook kneeled down beside Stella and, for a split second, bewildered as I was, I honestly thought he was going to help her up.
He didn’t.
Instead, he leaned in close to her. She was crying and shaking and clearly couldn’t see him. The cook turned to me, nodded with a sick grin, and then opened his mouth wide to reveal jumbled, bloody gums filled with jagged teeth.
He tore her throat out with a single bite.
And as Stella’s blood pumped out across the linoleum flooring, the cook vanished. Not a slow fade. Not dissolving into mist. Just there one second and gone the next.
Someone screamed, I think it was the woman in the pea-green overcoat.
Afterward, when the cops came, a story emerged. All the other people in the diner that night, they said Stella cut her own throat with a knife. Where she got the knife from and where it went, they didn’t know.
They also said that the cook had tried to help her. That he attempted to close the wound and save her life. The cops couldn’t find him after the EMTs got there. When I went back to the diner the next day to ask about what happened, the waiter claimed they didn’t even have a cook who resembled the man I described. The man I saw.
It was as if, after Stella’s death, all the details of her demise began to unravel. Like the universe was erasing her from existence entirely.
And now, the voyager – whatever it is – has come for me.
It’s been five days since Stella died in that diner.
Five days I’ve been haunted and hunted. I tracked down Cory and he led me to Genevieve. She told me what fate awaited me. According to her, voyagers use the symbol – the backward Zs that were on Stella’s neck, the one she scratched into my flesh – to track their victims down.
Stella, I guess she thought she could trick the voyager into taking me instead of her.
It didn’t work.
And now she’s doomed me.
It’s just a matter of time before there’s an extra person, a person I can’t see, sitting across from me on a bus or walking behind me on the street.
Right now, I’m in my bedroom at my parent’s house.
I haven’t left in forty-eight hours and they’re getting worried about me. They’d heard I lost a friend – though they can’t seem to recall anyone named Stella going to high school with me – and so they’re being compassionate and letting me stay cooped up.
But they’ve told me I’ve had visitors. Folks stopping by unannounced. Folks who, when I crane my neck out my window to catch a glimpse of them standing on the porch, aren’t there at all. Just my parents talking, gesturing, into empty space.
I’m going to have to leave this room eventually.
That or my parents will get worried enough that they’ll have me helped out, likely to the hospital. And when I get there, I’ll be asking the same questions Stella did.
How many people are in here right now?
How many exactly?

I have an 8-month old German Shepherd. He is well behaved at home, and when we visit new / interesting places.
He gets lots of exercise: 2x a day chasing balls in an open field. He gets tired enough that I need to keep track of how fatigued he is so he doesn’t overdo things, as he loves play. 2x a day walk & sniff - we walk around our neighbourhood and he sniffs around as much as he likes. 3x a day - Nosework / playing find it for about half an hour each time at home 1x a day a 45 minute play session at home
Training is in the real world during walks. He is very obedient, affectionate and well behaved. He is tired enough from his activities that he sleeps like the dead when we get home, but always on schedule, and wakes up on schedule.
The problem is, sometimes on walks he jumps up and nips me persistently. He does not break skin nor does he mean any harm or want anything - I imagine this is because he does not have any dog friends to play fight with anymore (his friends moved away), so since he has a strong bond with me he is trying to play fight with me.
I had cured him of this habit before by: - Ignoring him and looking away, and keeping my hands folded and away.
This worked fine and he eventually stopped trying. I could recognise the signs of him about to start (a play bow, or rolling in the grass and letting out an excitable bark) and would immediately say No, and he would abort the attempt. Now he seems to have started again. At times I can still stop him by just saying no! Sit! etc and he stops. But then he starts again eventually.
The problem is, he has now discovered that my kneecaps are sensitive, and so it is harder for me to ignore. So his biting sessions are longer.
Things I have tried or don’t work: - distracting / redirecting - although if someone walks past he stops. But then he calmly resumes after - tieing to a pole - I have read this suggestion before but it is not possible since there may not be anything around to tie his leash to. - walking away - I cannot just walk away as he is on leash, and this only happens in my neighbourhood, where I cannot leave him off leash. Trying to walk away just results in him continuing to jump / bite
I have seen many similar posts like this, but never seen how it actually gets resolved. Some people say it’s just a phase, other people say they need a trainer etc, and other people say ignoring worked.
I am certain that my dog is just playing with me - if I sit on the ground he is leaning against me affectionately like he does when I’m petting him, and his biting is not very hard (just enough to be annoying).
I do not want to use forceful methods. At present my plan is just to get a layer around my knees and go back to ignoring him since it worked before when he used to target my ankles (protected by socks and shoes, so easy to ignore him)

I had a failed attempt on the 27th of this month, the only people I really talk to and open up to see my by and bsf. I struggle with sh, social anxiety, anxiety, over thinking, etc. They've also struggled with these things too. I don't always tell them everything or the entire truth because I feel like I'm being a burden, an annoyance, and I'm not trying to worry them.
I took a couple of pills that day and went to sleep thinking it'd work but I woke up an hour or two later and felt sick the next day. I told my boyfriend and my best friend about it and they're there for me and everything but lately since I've told him that, I feel like he's losing interest or he's upset with me or something has changed between us because of me.
I ask him if he's losing interest or if I did something to change what we have and he says no, that he'll never lose interest in me, he loves me, etc., and it's sweet and I know he means it and I do believe him- or I at least try to but since then I feel like we've been talking less.
I'd be on delivered for a while or on opened, now don't get me wrong, I know and understand that he has his own life, friends, things he may be going through, etc., it's just that ever since I told him about my secret failed attempt, it's been different.
Our conversations don't last as long, it feels like there's nothing to talk about anymore and I'm just draining it.
I feel like he might be losing interest or something, idk. I do want for us to talk about it but I feel that I'm just going to annoy him or be a burden or make it all about me when it's not.
He's so sweet and kind, and reassuring but idk I feel like something has changed. I feel like he's had enough of my sh, and mental health- I feel like I might be draining him or it could all just be me over thinking as usual.
I know he's not sure therapist and he has his own shit and his own life. I'm going to counseling but I don't even wanna go tbh, I don't want to get better and at the same time idek why I've been feeling depressed for a long time now. I can't talk to my family in fear of them being mad or judging me, especially my mom although my mom's been supportive and caring.
Whenever he asks me if I'm doing okay I just say i am, I'm tired of having people worry about me 24/7, I get it they care but I still feel like a burden and I don't want to add onto their own problems by worrying about me.
Idk what to do honestly

I've say it before in a post I shared about theories, hopes and expectations for Scream VII, which no one cared about, and posted some comments about this that some people even upvoted and agreed with: it should be Martha Meeks for the first opening kill in the next movie or at least the following one where they're willing to feature Sidney and bring everyone back. She's not a hugely important character for us but she is for both Sid and the Meeks-Martin twins (obvious reasons), as she was for Dewey. It could be the murder that could bring all the gang together, including Gale, the Carpenter sisters, even Kirby and Mark.
Ghostface could leave them some message they're starting it all again to torture the survivors, to bring pain upon them until it's time for them to die. Her death alone would be enough for the Core Four and Sid/Mark to leave their exile and come back to Woodsboro, to mourn her death as she's the mother of the twins and Sid seemed close to Randy and his family. Gale just can't help herself when another massacre starts, she's always go after it. If the killings follow the timeline, the second murder could be related to Hallie or Derek, a family member maybe, the third one this time someone related to Mark Kincaid (Sidney doesn't have any family members left, but she's always been some sort of a martyr, it could take away the protagonism from the Core Four but they can balance things out), that's how things get personal to him, next Kirby's family member or someone close to her, now she enters the scene as things got very personal too, then we get to the Core Four. They knew things would get to them somehow and they were scared to death. They didn't know what to do seeing all these murders happening. Mr. Martin, Mrs. Carpenter, Danny? Someone else who hasn't been killed yet? Now everyone has a motive to be angry and scared, wanting to do justice into their own hands, maybe they'll try to blame Sid for it, everyone will be confused. Third act comes in, maybe that's the part Gale finally dies, maybe Tara or Chad die, the stakes are high.
That's all just me rambling this late at night, thinking about some of the possibilities of how they could've gather all these characters, making all of them equally important, reminding us this is still a continuation of the movies V and VI and the Core Four's story but also way to say goodbye one last time to our Legacy characters.
Maybe it's all shit, but I'm still keen on making Martha as the first victim.
Y'all got better ideas? Let me know!

Buckle up folks, this is a heck of a story, and very long. TL;DR at the bottom.
This all happened within the last couple weeks. I'm currently about ten days post op. I'm staunchly child free and have a Bilateral Salpingectomy scheduled for early May. I haven’t been sexually active for over a year, but recently came to an understanding with a discreet FWB. Hormonal birth control is not an option for me, so we’ve been using a combination of condoms and Phexxi. Welp, unfortunately, due to a combination of a broken condom and human error, I ended up pregnant. I was pretty sure I was pregnant right away. For the same reasons I can’t use hormonal birth control, plan B was not an option for me.
My body felt weird and I was a little crampy. I was a few days late for my period, and a home test was inconclusive, so I immediately went to Planned Parenthood. A urine test confirmed a positive pregnancy, so I scheduled an in clinic abortion in a few days. I had the option to take a pill, but it would mean more time off work, so I opted for the in-clinic option.
The staff at PP were amazing. There was zero pressure to do anything I didn’t want, and I was treated with kindness and respect. It was so surreal to me, to have the thing I’ve been terrified of most happening inside my body and I felt that I had no control. People make it seem like the minute you find out you’re pregnant you're filled with maternal instincts and love for a future baby. That absolutely did not happen to me. I felt as though my body had been taken over by a foreign being and I’d lost my future to a parasite. All I could think over and over in my head was “GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT” The day of the abortion couldn’t come soon enough.
Day of, they did a transvaginal ultrasound but couldn’t visualize the pregnancy in my uterus. The doctor explained to me there was a good chance that since it was probably only about two weeks old, there was a chance it was just too small. They gave me a choice to come back in a week, or to go through with the suction procedure and they would take a look at the tissue to confirm it was a pregnancy. I opted to go through with the procedure, I just wanted to get it done and over with.
They gave me a mild sedative, but hot damn that procedure was painful. They had to open up my cervix, which is really rough for me. I’d had it done when I got an IUD placed a number of years ago, but this was really intense. It lasted a few minutes, but it was far less painful and far shorter than childbirth. I was exhausted when they were done, and dozed quite a bit afterwards.
I work nights, but took that night off. I slept for about four hours after I got home from the procedure, then stayed awake watching TV until about 4 am then went to sleep so I could work the next night. I woke up around 2 pm, did some gentle stretching, then started getting ready for work. As I was walking I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my lower right abdomen. It was so intense I almost went to my knees, but as suddenly as it came, it went again and I felt fine aside from some mild cramps. The clinic told me some cramping was normal, so I didn’t pay it any mind, but over the course of an hour it got much worse. It was as intense as my worst menstrual cramps from back when I was a teen. I felt like throwing up, I was sweaty, clammy, and weak. Sometimes a CBD bath will help with my menstrual cramps, so I tried that, but as soon as I got in the hot water I felt like I was going to pass out and the pain intensified. I got out of the tub and went to my room, trying to decide if I should go to work or not, and ended up on the floor in my bedroom, literally writhing and crying out in pain. I contacted the after hours clinic and told them what was happening, and the very bored sounding woman told me to take ibuprofen. I texted my mom who lives nearby and asked her to bring me some ibuprofen, as all I had was acetaminophen.
My mom showed up, took one look at me and said either I was calling 911 or she was. I contacted 911 and told the dispatcher what was happening. The EMTs showed up, took some vitals and transported me to the nearest hospital. The whole time I felt like I was being a big baby and over exaggerating, though the pain was intolerable and I was still writhing in pain. The pain would come in waves and felt like it started near the right side of my belly button and traveled all the way down to my right knee.
The ER doctor took my pain very seriously and talked me into agreeing to morphine. Once I was on morphine, the pain went down to about a 7 out of 10, and I realized just how much pain I had actually been in. There was a lot of concern for me and they did another ultrasound. This one was external and transvaginal, and I’m going to tell you, that transvaginal ultrasound was absolute torture. I am not exaggerating, even on morphine I was holding on to the sides of the bed and tears were pouring out of my eyes as the poor tech did what she needed to do to see what was going on. The ultrasound felt like it went on for one million years, but it was probably closer to ten to fifteen minutes. I could barely walk afterwards. I was in so much pain, so they put me in a wheelchair and took me for a CT scan. The CT scan was much less invasive, but I was still in a lot of pain. The ER doctor then gave me more morphine and some zoloft.
The OBGYN came in and told me I had an ectopic pregnancy that had burst and I was bleeding into my abdomen. The Surgeon told me I needed emergency surgery to remove my right fallopian tube. I let her know I had a bilateral salpingectomy scheduled for the next month and was hoping she could just remove both fallopian tubes while she was in there.
The surgeon was very nice, but explained to me that since it was a Catholic hospital there was no way she could remove both. You could tell she didn’t agree, but her hands were tied. She even explained that not all Catholic hospitals had that restriction, but our Bishop had ruled that unless it was medically necessary they couldn’t do any bilateral salpingectomies. I even contacted a nearby hospital where my Bi Slap was scheduled, and asked if they would do it. They stressed to me that I literally could die if I delayed my surgery at all and for various liability reasons they couldn’t perform the bi salp right then. They urged me to stay at the hospital I was at and just get the emergency surgery done as soon as possible.
The whole thing happened very quickly. Within two hours of being in the hospital I was in the surgery room. The surgery staff were all lovely and I woke up feeling so much better than I had since the whole nightmare started. They gave me a wonderful button that gave me pain meds when needed, and I slept the rest of the night and into the day. They released me the next day with instructions to be off work for two weeks then on light duty for another two. I’m currently about a week and a half post surgery and am feeling much better. The first week was really tough. I kept over doing it and then getting exhausted, so I had to force myself to take it easy.
Anyway, I’m waiting to hear back from my surgeon on whether I can still have my other fallopian tube removed in May. While I’m glad I’m alive and that things worked out, I’m so incredibly frustrated that I’m going to have to have two surgeries, which means I have to take twice the time off work, twice the hospital bills, twice the wear on my body etc.
I’m willing to answer any questions anyone has. Hopefully this story is helpful for others in my situation.
TL;DR: I had an ectopic pregnancy that burst and required emergency surgery. Due to the fact it was a Catholic hospital they wouldn't remove both fallopian tubes, only the right one that had been affected.

I only played Druid in the beya, but I tried every spec possible, with all the different Druid legendary powers I could find. Out of them all, I was most interested in the new Earth magic and summoner skills.
Something I wanted to point out, because a lot of people seem to think the open beta version we played is the same version the game has been in for months now (it isn't). They already made changes to the Druid in the closed beta vs the open beta.
For example, Earth magic Druids had the powerful "crushing blow" trait attached to their spells in the closed beta. In the recent open beta, this powerful trait was removed from all the Earth spells, and it definitely was noticeable. So they're still actively balancing and changing the game, and we could see a lot of changes by the time we see the release version.
Secondly, after reaching lvl 25 and finding quite a few Druid legendaries, I tried a summoner build. Aside the minions being very weak and mediocre, even with gear enhancements, the bigger problem that bothered me was how the minions seemed so inactive and buggy.
All the minions were inferior visually to even the D2R versions, and the persistent animal companion of D2 have been replaced with far more limited versions that no longer feel like companions (except the 2-3 wolves).

• Wolves move and turn slowly and have poor reaponse time.
  
• The dire wolf and spirit wolf packs of the Druids are gone. Now we have two wolves that are very weak and underwhelming versions by default.
  
• There's no raven flocks that follow you around anymore, and is only a single raven (that's difficult to even see).
  
• Raven lost it's "blinding" ability/curse, which made it useful and unique compared to the other animals. It attacks infrequently, It was by far the lamest of all the minions.
  
• The active raven ability finally summons a flock of ravens, but they they feel very unnatural statically switling around, then disappear once the ability is ended.
  
• Poison Creeper is very weak passively, and attacks infrequently.
  
• The Poison Creeper is difficult to see, and often travels out of your camera view. It's very hard to even see if it's attacking.
  
• There's a serious lack of utility that Vines use to have (passive mana or life regeneration through enemy corpse consumption). These really should be additional options on the skill tree.
  
• Druid summoning feels very shallow and with many meaningful and flavorful choices to compliment various builds. Pure summoners are very weak and limited without deeper minion customization or choices.
  

Also, the complete lack of a Grizzly companion and Nature Spirits (Heart of the Wolverine, Spirit of Barbs, Spirit of the Oak) could have been such great additions for the Druid in D4. I really hope we'll see these companions return in the future.
In the meantime, what we currently have needs some serious improvements to be more useful in early game, and I'm hoping we get some big improvements to minions both in terms of balance and visually, so we can make summoning builds in the endgame.

I need genuine help. I was sleeping and i heard my door push open, its a heavy door but it was my cat. He spends hours out there tiring himself out if I don't come out, he also tries to follow me down the road and if I'm at my mums house, he'll be outside yowling. One time i went to sleep at my mum's and woje up 6 hours later to my cat still there outside (I thought he'd go up to my grandad's). After tonight im really starting to have issues with his anxiety and its interrupting my work

Tonight I write you here, into the void of cyberspace, because speaking with you directly is no longer an option. Maybe against all odds, this will reach you in someway. Even if it does, I’m not sure I’ll ever know the difference. After all, you seem indifferent to life without me and that might be what severs my heart strings the most.
I wish I had the capability to be as apathetic as you, but here I am, 6 months later and pining for you. This is becoming almost unbearable. I don’t know how much longer I can take this feeling anymore. At this very moment especially the melancholy is pernicious and no longer something I can ignore. I am desperate for any sign from you. Grasping at whatever resource I can to feel connected to you. All I’m left with are memories accompanied by forlornness.
I miss you so fucking much. More than I’m capable of translating into a comprehensible form. Yearning for you is becoming an increasingly longer part of my day as time passes. I feel as time continues, you are drifting further away from me. Slowly but inevitably, you are floating off towards the horizon, with miles of distance between you and me. You are becoming a speck that my eye is barely capable of registering. Even though it feels we are light years away, my love for you does not waver. It’s the slow burn of a candle that continues to emit light with the same intensity as before.
I feel the coldness that perceives the difference between conditional and unconditional love. The realization that you didn’t love me with the same capacity I had for you is something I wish I could hate you for. Losing you has torn me apart, but I won’t have to regret not giving you my all. I gave you every last morsel and I’m sorry it wasn’t enough. I still would have done whatever you asked of me if it meant I could keep you. I hope one day you are able to appreciate the love that I gave you. If you can look past my imperfections and peel back the layers to see the soul that sacrificed everything to make you happy. Maybe you’re too prideful, but I left the door open for you in our last conversation. Still there is no word from you, but I’ll be here hopelessly waiting to see your figure in the door frame.
I love you, my handsome man.
Sincerely,
The one who still thinks of you

I've been trying to get invoice ninja to run for the last couple of days. I had it installed, but it would just give me a server 500 error with no details on the error. So, I removed the installation and started over, but this time I changed the database from MySQL to MariaDB per the instructions on GitHub. After I ran the docker-compose.yml file and went to the app URL I now received this message.
Unsupported cipher or incorrect key length. Supported ciphers are: aes-128-cbc, aes-256-cbc, aes-128-gcm, aes-256-gcm.
When I look up this error it basically says my APP_KEY is not correct. So, I rerun the keygen command below and put in the new key, and restart the app.
docker run --rm -it invoiceninja/invoiceninja php artisan key:generate --show
I still end up getting the same error when I open the app URL. So now I'm at a loss because I think I know what the problem is I just don't know why the solutions isn't working. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Here is my setup, the instruction links, my env, and docker-compose file.
Hardware Rpi4 (8GB) Ubuntu 22.10 LTS (64)
Instructional links - https://github.com/invoiceninja/dockerfiles - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xo6a3KtLC2g - Here is a similar problem to mine, but I couldn't get it to work. https://github.com/invoiceninja/invoiceninja/issues/1699
.env file
# IN application vars
APP_URL=http://10.10.1.3:8003
APP_KEY=
APP_DEBUG=true
REQUIRE_HTTPS=false
PHANTOMJS_PDF_GENERATION=false
PDF_GENERATOR=snappdf
TRUSTED_PROXIES='*'
​
QUEUE_CONNECTION=database
​
# DB connection
DB_HOST=db
DB_PORT=3306
DB_DATABASE=ninja
DB_USERNAME=ninja
DB_PASSWORD=ninja
​
# Create initial user
# Default to these values if empty
# [[email protected]](mailto:IN_USER_EMAIL=[email protected])
# IN_PASSWORD=changeme!
[IN_USER_EMAIL= ](mailto:IN_USER_EMAIL=[email protected])MyEmailAddress
IN_PASSWORD= MyPassword
​
# Mail options
MAIL_MAILER=log
MAIL_HOST=smtp.gmail.com
MAIL_PORT=587
[MAIL_USERNAME=](mailto:MAIL_USERNAME=[email protected]) MyEmailAddress
MAIL_PASSWORD=MyPassword
MAIL_ENCRYPTION=tls
MAIL_FROM_ADDRESS='MyEmailAddress'
MAIL_FROM_NAME='Invoice Ninja'
​
# MySQL
MYSQL_ROOT_PASSWORD=ninjaAdm1nPassword
MYSQL_USER=ninja
MYSQL_PASSWORD=ninja
MYSQL_DATABASE=ninja
​
# V4 env vars
# DB_STRICT=false
# APP_CIPHER=AES-256-CBC
​
docker-compose.yml
version: '3.7'
​
services:
server:
image: nginx
restart: always
env_file: env
volumes:
# Vhost configuration
#- ./config/caddy/Caddyfile:/etc/caddy/Caddyfiledocker-com
- ./config/nginx/in-vhost.conf:/etc/nginx/conf.d/in-vhost.conf:ro
- ./dockeapp/public:/vawww/app/public:ro
depends_on:
- app
# Run webserver nginx on port 80
# Feel free to modify depending what port is already occupied
ports:
- "8010:80"
- "4430:443"
networks:
- invoiceninja
​
app:
image: invoiceninja/invoiceninja:5
env_file: env
restart: always
volumes:
- ./config/hosts:/etc/hosts:ro
- ./dockeapp/public:/vawww/app/public:rw,delegated
- ./dockeapp/storage:/vawww/app/storage:rw,delegated
depends_on:
- db
enviroment:
- PUID=1000
- PGID=1003
networks:
- invoiceninja
​
db:
# image: mysql:8
# When running on ARM64 use MariaDB instead of MySQL
image: mariadb:10.4
# For auto DB backups comment out image and use the build block below
# build:
# context: ./config/mysql
ports:
- "3305:3306"
restart: always
env_file: env
volumes:
- ./dockemysql/data:/valib/mysql:rw,delegated
​
# remove comments for next 4 lines if you want auto sql backups
#- ./dockemysql/bak:/backups:rw
#- ./config/mysql/backup-script:/etc/cron.daily/daily:ro
#- ./config/mysql/backup-script:/etc/cron.weekly/weekly:ro
#- ./config/mysql/backup-script:/etc/cron.monthly/monthly:ro
networks:
- invoiceninja
​
# THIS IS ONLY A VALID CONFIGURATION FOR IN 4. DO NOT USE FOR IN 5.
# cron:
# image: invoiceninja/invoiceninja:alpine-4
# volumes:
# - ./dockeapp/public:/vawww/app/public:rw,delegated
# - ./dockeapp/storage:/vawww/app/storage:rw,delegated
# - ./dockeapp/public/logo:/vawww/app/public/logo:rw,delegated
# entrypoint:
# /bin/sh -c 'sh -s < # trap "break;exit" SIGHUP SIGINT SIGTERM
# sleep 300s
# while /bin/true; do
# ./artisan ninja:send-invoices
# ./artisan ninja:send-reminders
# sleep 1d
# done
# EOF'
# networks:
# - invoiceninja
#
​
networks:
invoiceninja:

So by now everybody has seen Zedds intro at Ultra playing John Summits “Where you are”. I have question and it might be stupid but bare with me lol.
When Zedd played the song it was hype because since John Summit wasn’t there, it would technically be the first time that songs gets played.
But what about if the DJ before Zedd played that song as well, will Zedd still open his set with it or he’ll change it on the spot?
I’m new to EDM and I have a bunch of questions so I’m sorry if is a stupid question