u/Competitive-Basil958

Hey fellow dads, I am in a little bit of a situation and I could use some support. I am so fucking mad, I feel like I can burn the place down.

I will try and keep the details short and story short, but basically my child's daycare recently shut down. It wasn't because they were retiring. It wasn't because of a health concern. It was because the lady running the daycare out of her house had someone staying with her that was a registered sex offender. Someone convicted of sexual assault on a minor.

What kills me, and what I can't let go of, is my daughter hasn't wanted to go to daycare for months, and it just turns out this guy has been staying there upstairs for MONTHS. No one knew. I feel so betrayed, someone I trusted and paid to protect my daughter had her in a house with someone like that. All because he was a family members boyfriend.

This guy had access to videos, to looking at the kids play. To my kid. The teacher and aides that were there swears she never let him downstairs in the daycare center part, and they didn't even know he was a sex offender.

Please tell me things are fine someone. I survived so much sexual abuse and abuse as a child, I feel like I failed her. I am so mad. No indication of abuse of my baby girl, but I am sick to my stomach. How do I trust any center ever again? How do I stop this anger I haven't felt before?

I want to start right from the get-go by saying that I am not intending to make light of anyone's difficulties, just my personal experience.

I am grateful for my ACL surgery. It has been one of the hardest experiences in my life, but it absolutely changed me for the better.

Prior to my injury, I was not in my best shape. I'm not talking about just physically either. My mental health was at an all-time low as well. Smoked weed everyday. Haven't exercised in almost 10 years, and was just happy not focusing on my body and my mind so long as everyone around me was happy, I thought I was happy and complete.

On 12/1, I fell in my kitchen and knew right away, this was different from other falls, this pop hurt so badly and I couldn't walk. I was scared, and I'm sure everyone here knows that feeling of waiting, bad news, waiting again oh shit more bad news.

Finally after waiting and getting bad news for 4 months, it was time for surgery. I woke up to more bad news. My meniscus was also torn and they needed to anchor and repair it. I don't know if I could have felt any worse without losing a loved one. Truly the lowest I ever felt.

I made my first post in here a few days after my surgery and I'm sure we've seen it before, but it was my turn to post "OMG 6 weeks non weight bearing, my PT is forever away, I will never walk again." I empathize every time I see these posts pop up, and if you are going through this phase now, you are seen and heard, it will get better.

I think it was just about after the 2nd week, I snapped. I was sick of being high, being fat, and being lazy towards my self-care. It didn't matter that I was able to work 12 hours a day, 7 days a week. It didn't matter I felt alone. It didn't matter I was in pain. Every excuse I had for myself didn't land anymore. I was too tired for them.

The next morning I quit weed, quit eating and drinking sugar, and quit giving myself excuses and encouraged myself instead. I'm down from my pre-surgical weight of 310lbs, to 240lbs so far and I haven't weighed myself yet this week, but I'm hoping it's more.

I'm proud of myself, and I apologize if this came off too rant-y. I hope everyone gets through their journey and gets to the place they want to be. I'm proud of you no matter what.

I don't have anything meaningful to say, I just wanted to say I don't think I have ever been this sober, and I am so sad it took this long. No weed. No alcohol. No caffeine. Weed was the last to go and easily has been the hardest.

I do have one question, when does the fog go away? I was a smoker since 16, then eventually by 32 was a cart a day kinda smoker. It's been a couple weeks, but I am afraid I fucked my brain up for good and this haze will never go away. I'm 37 now for refrence.

Thanks for your time

Hey Chefs, I had a question for any of you who have returned to work after having major knee surgery. I'm getting ready to head back to work in June, and I know it's far away still but I like being prepared.

Some things I have already, reusable ice packs and a bar stool that I can adjust up and down as I need. Anything else I'm missing?

(The stool is for office work, not to use while I'm cooking. :) )

Thanks