u/AdhesivenessNo7834

Hey! I'm an incoming grad student and I'm moving into a fairly large 4bed unit in the fall which deperately needs to be furnished. I see a lot of good options for furniture on facebook market place but I don't have a car to collect furniture.

Does anyone know of any price optimal options for collecting furniture?

I was also wondering if anyone had recommendations for fairly cheap furniture stores that can be accessible by public transport.

I was brutally ghosted and blocked on everything almost 3 months ago now and not a day has gone by where I haven't thought about him, it's genuinely driving me crazy.

For context we went to middle school together and I ended up moving across the country but we continued to follow each other on instagram. We are both in our early 20's post-undergrad and thats when we reconnected. We were only talking for just over 2 months but we genuinely seemed to click and most of our communication back and forth were paragraphs upon paragraphs. There was one point about a month in where we decided to write and mail each other physical love letters, he mailed me 4 of them. :( ouch

I wont go too much into detail but during the period of us talking my dad became seriously and unexpectedly ill and passed away. Like completely unexpected as in we didn't even know he had this illness until we brought him to the ER and he passed exactly a week later type of unexpected death. Insane.

By the time that my dad died we had been exclusively talking for about a month and had even put a label on it for about a week and a half. The night my dad died this guy told me that he didn't feel comfortable saying i love you anymore basically because he needed to know me more in person before he could feel that way about me. This was perfectly understandable and I told him that I wasn't hurt because my feelings weren't reciprocated, I was hurt because he had been saying it back to me for a week at that point and never once brought up this hesitation. He said he was saying it back to me because he wanted to cheer me up since I was having such a hard time. god that f***ing sucks.!!!! !!!

He apologized and I accepted it. I asked him if he really wanted a relationship with me because his actions were extremely confusing and he always reassured me yes, " I really want this" "I want things to continue like they have been". He said that to me up until the day before he ghosted me!

3 days later he left me on delivered over night and by the next evening I had been blocked on literally fucking everything, no explanation nothing.

I'm so embarrassed at the fact that this still hurts me but I just don't know how to stop thinking about him. I know I was on his mind all the time too because for the first few months after he ghosted me I could see him unblocking and blocking me on tiktok like every other day to check on my profile.

Some of the things he said to me were the most tender things I had ever heard before. He was so reassuring to me about how he wanted this, all the time he would say "enduring the distance will prove how much we really want this". Bro really just fucking played in my face.

Did he really care for me at all? Did he feel guilty about hurting me after my dad died and is that why ghosted me? Was he just evil or something? I cant wrap my head around why he did that to me, I don't know if knowing why will even help me get over it at all. I know I deserve better treatment and I know he was a selfish POS so why can't I stop replaying this in my head?

tl;dr he brutally ghosted me like 3 days after my dad died and I feel like im going crazy because I cant stop thinking about him. Does he feel guilty at all or did I run into a supervillain? How do I get over being disrespected this badly???

For context my mom is east asian and I am wasian, (other half is white). Today I was talking with my mom about the fact that I'm interested in being roomates with someone I met and talked to on the subreddit of a university I'll be attending this fall. This person is an indian girl and an international student. We connected on instagram and i'd say we have a decent amount of commonalities so I am genuinely considering living with her. I showed my mom her profile last night and she didn't really say anything so I didnt think that she had any particular strong feelings about it. Today I brought it up again and her immediate response was to list the most ridiculous and stereotypically disgusting things you could say about indian people and I dont know why her racism catches me by surprise every single time. One of the more ridiculous things she said went along the lines of "What if this girl brings over other indian guys who persuade you into marrying them because they want a green card?". My mother was an international student and dated/married my dad with the intention of getting a green card and bringing my half brother to the US. While that is the bare bones truth I have to say that there is nuance and she was a very devoted and caring wife to my dad for 24 years (he passed this may). She was the sole bread winner for our family for my entire life and there are about another 100 nuances to their relationship that I could list. This is exactly why I will never understand how she can be so hypocritical against other immigrants.
She also said a lot of terrible things about darker skinned people and she KNOWS I hate when she talks like that. I try to talk sense into her and say things like "How would you feel if people hated you for a skin color you couldn't control" and she said some bullshit like "I can control it. I can control the skin color of my child". Oh my god im getting pissed off just thinking about it. I don't understand how an asian woman and a minority in this country who has faced discrimination for the color of her skin and the country of her birth can sit back and pour the same kind of hatred onto other people. She just cannot fathom stepping outside of herself for one second its ridiculous. I think she was taught this kind of racism and it just stuck, I don't think shes ever examined her prejudices beyond a surface level because I know at her core shes not a hateful person. Shes just very stuck in her ways and its so frustrating. How do I show her that she is being a hypocrite, is it even possible to change her perspective at this point?

For context I am wasian, half east asian and half white (american).
Today I was talking with my mom about the fact that I'm interested in being roomates with someone I met and talked to on the subreddit of a university I'll be attending this fall. This person is an indian girl and an international student. We connected on instagram and i'd say we have a decent amount of commonalities so I am genuinely considering living with her. I showed my mom her profile last night and she didn't really say anything so I didnt think that she had any particular strong feelings about it. Today I brought it up again and her immediate response was to list the most ridiculous and stereotypically disgusting things you could say about indian people and I dont know why her racism catches me by surprise every single time. One of the more ridiculous things she said went along the lines of "What if this girl brings over other indian guys who persuade you into marrying them because they want a green card?". My mother was an international student and dated/married my dad with the intention of getting a green card and bringing my half brother to the US. While that is the bare bones truth I have to say that there is nuance and she was a very devoted and caring wife to my dad for 24 years (he passed this may). She was the sole bread winner for our family for my entire life and there are about another 100 nuances to their relationship that I could list. This is exactly why I will never understand how she can be so hypocritical against other immigrants.
She also said a lot of terrible things about darker skinned people and she KNOWS I hate when she talks like that. I try to talk sense into her and say things like "How would you feel if people hated you for a skin color you couldn't control" and she said some bullshit like "I can control it. I can control the skin color of my child". Oh my god im getting pissed off just thinking about it. I don't understand how an asian woman and a minority in this country who has faced discrimination for the color of her skin and the country of her birth can sit back and pour the same kind of hatred onto other people. She just cannot fathom stepping outside of herself for one second its ridiculous. I think she was taught this kind of racism and it just stuck, I don't think shes ever examined her prejudices beyond a surface level because I know at her core shes not a hateful person. Shes just very stuck in her ways and its so frustrating.

Today I was talking with my mom about the fact that I'm interested in being roomates with someone I met and talked to on the subreddit of a university I'll be attending this fall. This person is an indian girl and an international student. We connected on instagram and i'd say we have a decent amount of commonalities so I am genuinely considering living with her. I showed my mom her profile last night and she didn't really say anything so I didnt think that she had any particular strong feelings about it. Today I brought it up again and her immediate response was to list the most ridiculous and stereotypically disgusting things you could say about indian people and I dont know why her racism catches me by surprise every single time. One of the more ridiculous things she said went along the lines of "What if this girl brings over other indian guys who persuade you into marrying them because they want a green card?". My mother was an international student and dated/married my dad with the intention of getting a green card and bringing my half brother to the US. While that is the bare bones truth I have to say that there is nuance and she was a very devoted and caring wife to my dad for 24 years (he passed this may). She was the sole bread winner for our family for my entire life and there are about another 100 nuances to their relationship that I could list. This is exactly why I will never understand how she can be so hypocritical against other immigrants.
She also said a lot of terrible things about darker skinned people and she KNOWS I hate when she talks like that. I try to talk sense into her and say things like "How would you feel if people hated you for a skin color you couldn't control" and she said some bullshit like "I can control it. I can control the skin color of my child". Oh my god im getting pissed off just thinking about it. I don't understand how an asian woman and a minority in this country who has faced discrimination for the color of her skin and the country of her birth can sit back and pour the same kind of hatred onto other people. She just cannot fathom stepping outside of herself for one second its ridiculous. I think she was taught this kind of racism and it just stuck, I don't think shes ever examined her prejudices beyond a surface level because I know at her core shes not a hateful person. Shes just very stuck in her ways and its so frustrating.

I wanted to make a post on here to talk about my recent experience with anaplastic thyroid cancer in the hopes that somewhere down the line, someone going through something similar will read it and feel a little less alone. On May 8th, my dad passed away in the ICU from anaplastic thyroid cancer, and it still doesn’t feel real.

When he was initially taken to the ER a week earlier we didn’t even KNOW that he had any type of cancer at all. For at least half a year we knew he had early symptoms of Parkinson’s Disease, and near the end that’s what we were attributing his deterioration to plus a really terrible cough that wouldn’t seem to let up. Within the span of a month he went from walking, to using a walker, to being wheelchair-bound, and then gone. Poof. That whole month was spent wasted on waiting to hear back about his MRI scans from the neurologist. His doctor never once led us to believe that there could be anything else wrong with him other than what we already knew.
Looking back, I think all of us-myself, my mom, and my dad-knew there must be something else going on, but I guess it was a mixture of being too busy and being too afraid to really talk about it that kept us from discovering the ATC sooner. My dad has always been a very reserved person and near the end, although I’m sure he was suffering a great deal, never told us about the extent of his symptoms. I’ve seen some people on here talking about how the coughing hurt so bad that they would scream from the pain, which makes me wonder if he was keeping it a secret from us. He would complain about having difficulty swallowing, but there was nothing not a word about any pain. I guess I can credit that as a small mercy in this absolute nightmare.
The night before my mom took him to the ER she by chance noticed that there was a ping pong ball-sized tumor on his chest, which he had been aware of for at least a week but never said a word about. On April 30th we took him to the ER and that night we were informed that he had ATC, it had spread to his lungs and his bones and he would pass very soon. Everything happened so suddenly that we weren’t even able to tell him that he was dying of cancer. He was under sedation practically the whole week he was in the ICU, and even when he was conscious he couldn’t speak or hardly move because of the tube in his throat.
We chose not to have any kind of tests or scans or anything done because of how critical he was; anything would just be more unnecessary suffering. It was all so terrible and to top it off I had to spend that whole week attempting and failing to study for 3 grad school finals instead of spending every moment by my dad’s side. When death smacks you in the face that hard it's impossible to pretend like studying for exams matters at all.

My heart goes out to everyone fighting this terrible disease. I’m only grateful that my dad didn’t suffer too long and that we were able to hold his hands as he left us.