u/JediBlight

Hey guys, somehow in my early 30's, I've found myself back home in my parents place, box room (thanks government) where I grew up and it's packed. Lot of it is theirs, but I found a ridiculous amount of old consoles, cables , some I can identify, others I can't, cables for old consoles etc. Plus, I found my N64 for example which is missing a power cable but should work otherwise, ps1 and ps2 cables but without the console, controllers and games for various devices, N64 (Which I might keep), PS1 games, gamecube, PSP and so on.

Obviously because I'm missing parts, I can't test em, otherwise I'd go to Gamestop or something, so what should I do with all these cables, games, consoles etc.? Currently in a rural part of Ireland so if it's all just junk. How do I dispose of it all? Assuming anything is worth anything to anyone, I'll keep it but if not, where do I go to dispose of it?

P.S. Tonnes of old phones as well. Can't see any electronics store wanting to go out of their way to dispose of em. Also, I'm not really looking for money but maybe the cables have metals that someone would take etc.?

Thanks!

Concept for the area is cool, but man, in every game I end up spending an outrageous amount of time trying to enter and exit, dudes are always blocking narrow halls (talking to you bar dudes)

Also, give us the option to climb fences, small ones at the very least please...

Context; I'm in my 30's, lost my accommodation and am stuck at my parents for the first time in over a decade.

Will probably be down voted as 'ungrateful' but hear me out. I've been forced to return home after losing yet another accommodation, while my partner managed to find accommodation. I'm stuck in a tiny tiny town in rural Ireland.

So, there's nothing to do here. My mental health is absolutely gone, so I just want to stay alone in my room and scroll the Internet which isn't healthy but...

My parents are super angry people and I don't think they ever 'liked me' and vice versa. But, they won't leave me alone. Instead they're constantly yelling, 'dinner', which I assume due to my mother having serious issues is barely edible. Or, 'bring down your cups and plates' when I have none, my younger brother is always the culprit but he never gets any abuse. Meanwhile, the amount of racism is ridiculous, including me not being allowed to have 'foreigners' over to the garden to simply play chess. The same people who have given my parents gifts after I loaned em a hose for an hour.

Above is just one example, but they constantly want to say something which regardless of how menial ends up with them yelling at me and to be honest, throwing some harsh insults, and this is almost a daily occurrence.

If I could leave, I would, but I literally can't. My mental health is dropping daily, and all I want is for everybody to leave me alone but people won't respect that which I just making me worse and worse.

I don't know, maybe this is just a vent, but needed to say it, I'm at a point where I've lost my mind, no idea how long I've ever been living back here...few months? No end in sight. Again, I know what many of you will say, but it's not as simple as, 'pull yourself up by your bootstraps' etc.

Edit: Should add, (and I don't care about your political views), but they're Trumpists, obsessed with Fox News (shocker), and to elaborate on the food, I'm talking boiled potato's with no seasoning, boiled meat despite me being a vegetarian (which they don't believe in), and a tonne of lactose (I'm intolerant to lactose).

This goddamn area. Met the storyteller, revealed who he was etc and said to 'take the leap', ugh which? One looks all glittery but that just took me back to an earlier location.

I have looked and looked for hours and cannot find it. I know there's a secret boss too but I've only one piece of the medallion.

Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!

Long story short, I defended him, often physically (I did years of kickboxing) when we were in school, maybe 16 years ago. Turns out I was wrong.

I heard him and his friends joke and thought it was lighthearted banter, but now I've learned that the reality was far more sinister.

Met two of his 'victims' the other day for the first time in about 18 years or more and they took a liking to me which was cool, and then, they opened up about 'how I'm very different than my brother'

That's when I inquired more and they were adamant. The 'lighthearted' stories I had heard now sounded far more realistic and honestly, I've no doubt that my brother, two years younger was/is a total dick.

Naturally my family will hear none of it and the little coward who I physically defended countless times ran and hid. So I was the 'drunk' bad guy naturally.

Is there anything I can do? Violence was my automatic reaction but I wasn't able to get to him, and people wisely talked me out of that approach so how can I give him his just desserts? He was a monster who picked on vulnerable kids.

P.S. When I defended him, it was against other bullies, like people my age who were much bigger than him and that ended that pretty quickly. Now I regret every second, should have left em for the wolves.

Was working all day, and for whatever reason, the scene where Jessie finds his homework came to mind, not verbatim but, 'ridiculous', 'apply yourself' was angrily written by Walt. I bet this was far from the first time and unlike Jessie, the rest of his students who struggled, he likely never saw again, same would have applied to Jessie.

Teachers should be encouraging and not so negative and discouraging. No tips on how to improve, just condescending remarks. So, knowing Walts history pre-teaching, I think he resented the job, not just financially but on a deeper level.

All this said, dude loved explaining SCIENCE to Jessie and others throughout the show and seemed enthusiastic so maybe I'm wrong here, or maybe, 'he was doing it for himself', to show off and feel superior to colleagues and enemies. We know he has a giant ego and that was buried and grew as the show went on.

I don't know, just a thought, worked all day in lovely weather, now I'm chilling to the setting sun, so don't ruin it and be a Walt to my Jessie!

Hi guys. I'm so close to deleting this game. I've beaten pretty much every Souls game dozens of times, and pretty much every Souls like. I've looked online and no matter what, I just can't beat her.

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Roamed the entire map looking for a 'new' area or something but no. I've cleared everywhere and I cannot progress until I beat her.

Using longsword, level 30ish, but it's been a night and hours today and the best I've gotten is maybe a third of her HP. Love the game and really don't want to quit or delete but I just can't do it.

'Help me Redditor, you're my only hope!'

SHE'S DEAD! Thanks everyone!

Grand Theft Auto is a decent franchise, but is highly overrated and doesn't compare with it's sister game, Red Dead.

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Don't get me wrong, I usually play em, usually finish em, but that's it. Don't like the multilayer and I see nostalgia for GTA 3, San Andreas etc. I was around back in those days and again, played em maybe once, might not have even finished em. I did finish 4 and 5, probably 4 was probably my favourite.

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Now, Red Dead Redemption and RDR2, I absolutely love and have played em both a dozen times. Funny since they're very much the same game but in different eras, but yeah, GTA just doesn't grip me and I can't say why.

I'm on a long-term detox from valium, but I'm mostly here for getting too drunk and then not being able to control my anger which gets me in trouble with the Gardai and other people...

Past two months following an incident, I barely drank, and even went several days without touching alcohol, no side effects at all, despite wanting to drink.

So, very soon, I'm going. I have a Master's degree in politics and study languages, which I can't do due to a non-electronics rule, and feel I will go mad or quit the program in days.

Anyone been? Apparently you cannot do press-ups according to the staff, so library? Are there books to improve my linguistics skills? I have a few novels packed but I'm not great at reading, tend to lose track of the characters etc.

Any experience would be great, I will be there in like 7 hours so sorry if I don't reply. I have no interest in the religious aspect, cannot exercise according to them (I do K1), surely once a week I can have my phone etc.?

Thanks, freaking out right now...

Ugh, hi guys...

So yes, I drink too much, and I have anger issues so long story short, I'm going to rehab.

No laptop, no phone so extremely anxious about being bored to death, had my first panic attack in years so I called them for reassurance.

Turns out it's way worse than expected. I'm a kickboxer, so exercise and improving my Ukrainian through a textbook is all I could think of doing.

But no, the gym is closed, I cannot jog around the grounds, and if I do any form of stretching (for kickboxing) or pressups, situps or anything of the sort, they will kick me out. They also do spot checks...10 times a day apparently.

Bad as all of this is, day to day is basically mass and the rosary like 10 times a day also

I'd prefer jail than the One Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest scenario I'm facing. How am I going to get through this?

Thematically it's always the same, I'm in a rush and my body is frozen, only partially works, or my coordination is completely off (I'll explain in my example)

So last night, for some reason, my deceased grandmother came looking to buy tobacco, she died about two years ago and never smoked.

I had like 20 plates with food I hadn't finished, some was stuck to the plates, so that example I mentioned, I was trying to pour peas from one plate to another where I was collecting all the food on one plate. I was missing and peas were falling everywhere, my mother was like, 'what the hell?'

Then I was on the street for some reason related to cleaning these plates and my body became mostly paralysed in the middle of the street, so I had to hop on one foot.

Anyway, these dreams, typically involving paralysis and whatnot happen to me all the time. Before anyway asks, I don't have any deadline or anything I need to do anytime soon, so I've no idea what's behind it and why they are so vivid and frequent.

Any ideas? Thanks.

Hi, so, I 31 was arrested for the first time ever, apparently a month ago...feels like at least three. Spent some days in solitary, again, a blur, but let out on bail without being given any documents etc. Cops lied, proved it after court with blood tests etc. and that all witnesses say I'm innocent.

Anyway, since then, I've been stuck at my parents home in a tiny tiny village, house arrest basically, and it has been a nightmare. Feels like 36 hours of solitary again except I have the internet...which I'm bored of. My parent's and partners have been mocking me, starting arguments, holding my credit card hostage. Feel like I'm still in solitary and it'll be like this for months.

The way they are treating me like an animal, refusing to help, my partner has spent every second day, tried to entice me into violence, and has hit me (far from the first time), I didn't resist.

So, for the 5th time, maybe? I have made the choice to leave my partner of like 10 years, and my parents permanently. I'm being treated like a caged animal, I've lost all time perception, haven't been outside in about a month, and honestly, the walls are closing in on me.

I can't explain it, but I have this pressure in my chest, well, my whole body actually is just...I don't know, but the anger and frustration is through the roof to the point it's physically uncomfortable. I tried the 'nice way', no joy, and then made 'threats', I would say demands explaining how I need a sense of liberty instead of being locked up like an animal.

I need to get away from these three people permanently, I have tried, but this time, I need to make sure I stick with it. BTW, this doesn't stop my partner from coming into my room and pestering me, mocking me, or making light of the situation that she cannot even fathom.

I'm honestly ready to smash the house up so I can get arrested, charged and just be away from this and closer to ending this nightmare.