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tbh i have no idea what i’m doing i just got recommended this service. i am on windows and using free proton vpn. when i was trying to use the torrent version the movie wouldn’t load at all, but i switched to direct streaming and got my movie to actually start but it’s buffering every few seconds. why?

i originally posted this on r/nostupidquestions (since i feel like it is kind of a silly question. please be nice to me) but it got removed for ‘illegal activities’. so here’s me reposting it here:

my whole life i’ve just watched movies on free movie websites with no issues. the only time i’ll pay for a streaming service is to watch a series that i can’t find anywhere else online.

i live with my boyfriend now, and he insists we pay to rent/buy movies all the time because he’s afraid of getting in trouble. one time he caught me pirating a movie and got kinda upset with me since it’s his wifi he’d be the one to get in trouble. it’s especially frustrating because we’re really tight on money and i’m really into watching movies as one of my hobbies. i forget the specific details of what happened, but he has this story of when he was younger where he got in trouble with law enforcement because he was pirating games and they sent a letter or showed up at his grandparent’s door or something like that? i forget what specifically happened but he swears he got in trouble for pirating video games. i have little experience with pirating actual games besides one instance, so i don’t know how different it is.

i’m wondering if it was because he was downloading games? vs just watching a movie on a browser tab with adblockers and not downloading anything.

any insight, answers, or anecdotes on this?

edit: we live in the united states

i only attended university for a single semester as a freshman last august-december. i had this seminar class that was centered around learning about modern technology. our professor required us to purchase chatgpt 5, in the same way other professors were requiring textbook purchases, and walked us through customizing it and everything. (by the way, it was a fancy rich kid university that i could afford purely with scholarships, loans, and grants. i was extremely poor at the time and could barely afford any of my class required materials, it felt like a slap in the face being forced to waste my money on ai.)

he would have the class openly discuss reasons why ai could be good or bad and i was often the only one in my class who ever had anything negative to say about it, it was so bizzare. a guy in my class even mentioned how it would be cool if ai started generating movies and that became the norm. like wtf? you seriously want ai to take over the film industry? i was so disgusted. the professor also wanted to get rid of our campus library completely and turn it all digital. i ended up skipping that class all the time because ew. it’s so insane to me how so many people love ai so much and see absolutely nothing wrong with it.

as someone who has been fat my whole life i’ve always thought about just cutting all my fat off. obviously that’s probably disordered thinking or something but idk. if theres procedures like lipo/bbl/body sculpting why cant they remove like, 50 or 100lbs worth of fat off someone? like an obese person becoming skinny from just a surgery. what makes it impossible?

i’m 19f, i have autism, major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, and cptsd.

since i was 16 i’ve had like, 10 ish jobs and all of them i ghosted within a couple weeks except for one. the one i kept for longest was when i was still living with my dad and i worked at mcdonalds for about 8 months minus a 3 month mental health absence leave (i had a really severe depressive episode and almost killed myself). i liked that job alot because it was in a smallish town, all my coworkers and managers were nice to me, there was always something to do ( i hate standing around and being bored at work), and i knew how to do pretty much everything easily. i ended up getting fired because a customer cussed me out over the headset and i very impulsively and accidentally said a swear word at him back without even processing what i was saying. even though i had no write ups or had ever been in trouble there i still got instantly fired. i was so sad i cried about it. that was last year in july. i’ve had a couple jobs since then but i can never seem to keep them.

i get so overwhelmed and stressed in these new places it’s unbearable. i feel like everyone is staring at me and judging me and i feel so stupid. my last job was at hobby lobby and i worked there for like a week before having a panic attack in the bathroom 45 minutes into my shift and then leaving before the end of my shift and not coming back.

the problem is i don’t really have a safety net like youd think i would being unemployed for so long. i moved out of my dads house last year and was doing doordash while living in a college dorm for awhile, then i met my boyfriend and started living with him in february this year. i’m constantly severely struggling with my mental health and he’s so so so mean to me about it. he yells at me about bedrotting and not having a job and i feel so worthless and sad. i wish i could just operate normally like everyone else. if i can’t live with him i have nowhere else to go, i’ll be homeless. i want away from him because he makes me so sad with how he talks to me but i have no money and nowhere to go.

hello! i’m 19 and rented my first apartment in december. i’m a felon (marijuana charge) and also poor with little to no financial support from anyone else so it was super hard to find an apartment to begin with. before i tell you how bad this place is, i want you to know i was super desperate after already getting rejected at other places and was also really naive and oblivious to the red flags.

my ‘apartment’ is just a tiny basement in a tiny house thats split into 3 units. its $650 a month and i pay utilities as well. there’s a small bedroom with no door and a bathroom. the walls are mostly concrete. there’s huge gaping holes in 2 of the windowsills. theres absolutely no insulation and wintertime was horribly cold because of that. at first i kept telling myself though that it’s fine because it’s better than being homeless. i also for some reason didn’t think it was actually that bad. again, my first ever apartment.

i started dating my boyfriend in february and upon him being horrified at how ghetto my ‘apartment’ was he started letting me stay with him and i slowly moved in with him and now i practically live there instead.

i also adopted 2 cats from the shelter when i first moved in (i’ve been a huge cat lover my whole life and have never been able to have one, i couldn’t resist adopting :’)) and before i started realizing how bad the place was. in a way i regret doing that now because i feel like a terrible pet owner. but i love them so much. so even though i don’t fully live in the unit i go there for around 4-6 hours everyday to feed them, play with them, clean their litter box, and make sure they have a clean fountain with clean water.

so here’s where it gets bad. whenever there’s been heavy rain in the past couple months, my bedroom floods. i lost lots of my belongings to water damage. there’s mold in the closet. and now a really bad earwig/gnat infestation. i hate being in there at all because of the bugs, the humidity, and the smell. and i feel absolutely awful for my kitties. i cry all the time because of the stress of this situation mostly for my pets.

i’ve been messaging with the landlord about getting it fixed and they’re dragging their feet. i really want to terminate this lease but i don’t know if it’s even possible and if it was, i don’t know what i’d do with my cats. it’s not possible to move them into my boyfriend’s apartment. and i also lost my job a couple weeks ago so i’m struggling with rent too as a cherry on top.

genuinely, what do i even do?

edit: i’m currently urgently looking for someone to foster my cats until i get a new place + and i’m trying to leave before the end of the weekend if possible. and i want to clarify that the conditions became unlivable AFTER i had adopted the cats, i wouldn’t have adopted animals if it was this bad to begin with and it’s only gotten bad recently. i’m not abusing them and i’m doing the best for them with what i have, please be kind. i promise i already feel horrible about it and i don’t need to be told off anymore about it.

i just wanna put a TW for substances/mental health issues/abuse, etc. and i’m sorry if this post is really long. i’m in somewhat of a crisis and it’s a long story.

i’m 19 years old (f) and have had a hell of a life. sometimes i legit feel like i’m cursed with bad luck because i can never catch a break with anything ever, for as long as i can remember.

for pre-context on how bad my situation is; i was born addicted to hard drugs and immediately put into foster care due to both parents being drug addicts and in prison. got adopted, then adoptive mom died of cancer when i was 9. adoptive dad was physically, verbally, and sexually abusive. spent ~3 years inpatient between the ages of 11-16 in psychwards and the troubled teen industry. started using substances at 13. got arrested for weed, mushrooms, and alcohol last year at 18. i’m currently on felony probation. (i live in a state where even just weed is extremely illegal) also moved out of my dad’s house at 18, last august. he is now dying in a hospital bed. got an autism and ptsd diagnosis not long after i moved out at 18. (i genuinely have no idea how they never caught it til 18. i’m very autistic.) got my first apartment december 2025 at 19yrs old.

i met my boyfriend january this year. he’s 26, has been married before, and has a daughter. there’s heavy baby mama drama. we started living together after a month of knowing eachother.

(it’s kind of another long story but i should clarify, i have my own ‘apartment’ technically, but my whole unit is a very small basement in a small house with a bad insect problem and holes in the walls. it quite literally floods everytime it rains. was all i could get while being poor, 19, and also a felon. when we started dating i pretty much immediately started living at his apartment even though my lease is still active and i still technically live in the ghetto basement.)

i’m not going to lie, i have very extreme attachment and abandoment issues and i feel like i physically cannot be away from him. in a way, since i’ve been with him, i’ve felt like he’s given me a lot of love and attention i wish my dad would have given me.

objectively, trying to see without rose colored glasses, he’s kind of a manchild. addicted to video games. a slob. really manipulative and kind of a horrible person with the things he says sometimes. frequently says and does things that vaguely feel like he doesnt respect me but it feels really hard to tell. i feel he has anger issues but is pretty good at masking it, and i’ve only seen the mask slip a couple of times so i can’t be sure, but i have a really bad gut feeling it’s going to get worse.

but with the glasses on, i feel like i really love him. like he’s the only one that could ever actually love me because of how messed up i am. like we deserve eachother because we’re equally bad people. i feel like i couldn’t possibly do any better. i know how flawed my thinking is but it doesn’t change the fact that i still feel that way.

and also, i kind of need him, like financially. i struggle so badly to keep a job because of how dysfunctional i am and he’s helping me pay my rent. without him, i’d probably be homeless. i have no family or friends that would be able to help me. i feel so astronomically fucked right now. his baby mama has been saying he’s abusive and i’m starting to hate myself so much for thinking she lied. he was so convincing in telling me she was crazy and a liar. he hasn’t necessarily abused me but there’s been so many red flags and everything is becoming more and more clear and i don’t know how to get out of it now. i feel so incredibly stupid and i’m really scared.

i’m literally currently writing this laying in bed next to him passed out after he had me chug a bunch of rum and we had sex for a really long time.

what do i do.? please be nice i know i’m really dumb and i’ve made so many bad decisions. i really want to make good ones.

i’m 19 and have been cutting since i was 9. i’ve also struggled my entire life with picking at my skin. mainly my fingers, when i was younger, and mostly in stressful/anxiety inducing situations like school i would peel the skin off my entire fingertips and it would be really bloody and disgusting. i got bullied for it. if i have a scab or any uneven/rough skin anywhere on my body i can’t help but pick at it.

when i cut, i don’t cut very deep. usually it’s to where you can see white before it starts bleeding. it ends up scabbing over in a few days and thats when i start picking at it. my cuts that could heal in 1-3 weeks usually take months to fully heal because i can’t stop picking at them. i’m talking like, every few hours once it’s finally pick-able again. the wounds are constantly open. the repeated picking also enlarges the wounds by a LOT. i have really big hypertrophic scars everywhere not even from deep cutting but from repeatedly picking at my scabs for months.

i’d honestly say this terrible habit i’ve had my entire life is even worse than the cutting itself. i don’t know how to stop, i’ve been in therapy with various therapists and psychiatrists my entire life. spent 3 full years of my adolescence in various inpatient treatment facilities. i can’t seem to stop no matter what🙃

upon rereading the rules i want want to clarify that describing my sh isn’t meant to be romanticizing, glamorizing, or encouraging.

I got a new phone in february last year and also decided to get a new number with it. when i was at the at&t store they gave me a list of numbers to pick from and i saw my (elderly) dads old number on there. i decided to pick that one since i already had it memorized and also why not. what i didn’t think about, is that his number is definitely in sooooo many databases since he’s kind of technologically illiterate and just puts his phone number everywhere online.

now i’m getting called atleast 3-5 times per day. i’m also getting texted constantly about erectile dysfunction treatments, conservative propaganda, romance scam attempts, etc.

i really don’t want to change my number again. is that the only solution or are there any others?💔

i got my bottom wisdom teeth taken out on thursday. the instruction paper i got says to stick to soft foods but not how long. i’ve been living off gogurt, dr pepper flavored jello, and vanilla pudding :(

can i eat like ramen maybe? it’s semi-soft? when can i start eating real food? 💔

hi everyone.

i first noticed my bottom wisdom teeth coming in a couple months ago. it hurt a bit at first then quit hurting altogether until maybe 1-2 weeks ago. i started noticing gradually increasing pain until about 4-5 days ago i could barely even eat because of the pain on the right side.

i finally had enough tuesday morning, and started making phone calls trying to see if any dentists could squeeze me in same-day. mind you i’m also 19, moved to this city alone late last year and haven’t been to a dentist since i was 15 or 16 so i didn’t really know what to look for.

the 3rd office i called was able to get me in right away and they had around 200 five-star reviews. they took a look and explained the pain was from pressure because the gums were over top of my right wisdom tooth. they offered to extract both as soon as they had an opening/cancellation which ended up being today.

i was super anxious and did lots of research on what to expect. i fully thought they were going to put me to sleep and so i had my partner take me. they ended up just numbing me, the same way they do when you have a cavity filling. i was awake the whole time. she explained i’m going to feel pressure and hear some noises but it shouldn’t be painful at all, and if i feel any pain to let them know by raising my hand.

when they numbed me i noticed right away my left side wasn’t nearly as numb as my right and i told them and they added more and more, til pretty much my whole mouth was numb but my right side still noticeably more than my left.

they started with pulling my right tooth, the one that had been causing me pain. i kept feeling a dull pain and it was freaking me out so bad and we had to stop twice and they just numbed me more, and i tried explaining i was feeling a sort of pain but didn’t know if it was just ‘pressure’. we ended up continuing and it wasn’t horrible but really scary.

then with my left one, it deadass took them atleast 45 minutes just to pull that one tooth. they said it was really stuck and not wanting to come out. the issue was that this one was actually so painful. my entire body was clenching and i was like moaning in pain. they asked if i was okay but i didn’t want to stop again and wanted to get it over with so i let them continue. it was genuinely so awful and horrific. :( the whole procedure lasted an hour and a half.

my boyfriend agreed that was kinda wild that they did all that with me fully awake and obviously being in pain. is this normal?😭

hi everyone! i am not at all familiar with jewelry making i’ve never really made anything. i just got my bottom wisdom teeth out today and i asked to keep them because i’m kind of weirdly into collecting things like bones, taxidermy, specimens, teeth etc. and i got the idea to make a tooth necklace. i just have no idea how to go about it😅 i know this is probably such an odd thing to ask but would anyone have any ideas/suggestions for how to go about diy-ing this? thank you so much!