u/PurpleHyena01

I'm sorry I don't smile 24/7, and don't laugh at the boomer jokes. But even when I am pleasant and professional, I still get called rude and having a bad attitude.

I've never cursed at a customer, shouted at them, or try to make them feel stupid like they do with me. But i still get called rude because I don't smile wide and spend 5 min asking about every detail of their life when there is a line forming behind them

I am looking for a very obscure fanfic. All I can remember is it had Draco finding this monster the writer called the Haragia, or something like that. The creature has always stuck with me and it ends up giving Draco a scratch across the face.

Like, they find it so funny that we are less than five minutes before closing, and they need "just two things", then decide they don't need the one thing. And they are so chipper and happy about it being one minute to closing.

My brain/head has been feeling fuzzy and I swear I'm getting brain zaps, even though I have been off any meds for years. It just feels like when the brain "shocks" you awake when you are falling asleep, but right before that happens. The anticipation of it happening is freaking me out. And my joints feel funny and sore and my Restless leg syndrome is bad. Also feeling nauseated.

I haven't been sleeping well the last few nights, and other things are making me anxious, nervous, and stressed out. Health and financial stuff.

I keep worrying I am going to have a seizure or something or something is wrong in my brain.

I have never been officially diagnosed, even had a therapist i was seeing for a chemical imbalance in my brain tell me i am not autistic when I asked her. The reason I asked is because people, mostly older people, tend to treat me like an autistic kid. I am small for my age (30F) and get treated and spoken down to alot. And people have told me to my face that I seem autistic or "have a touch of the tism" when i tell them I like various genres of music, or can quote movie lines.

I have quirks, who doesn't? How do I tell people straight up that I am not autistic?

I am seriously trying not to just text him to not come, but a part of me is saying to cancel the visit. For the sake of this post, I will call him Z.

Me and Z have been talking for over a year or so now, and while we have had our ups and downs, big arguments and stuff, we still end up talking again. He is very big on love language, affection and things like that, while I am more cautious and reserved. This has backfired on me in past relationships, as I always end up pulling out of dates and stuff last min, and I always feel bad because I feel guilty for leading these guys on. One of the reasons is because I feel like I should "put out" for all his trouble, even though he says he doesn't want that.

Z finally wore me down after me always backing out of him visiting me or me visiting him (he lives across the US from me, east coast west coast), and he is coming out in a few days so we can finally meet face to face.

I am super nervous, and a friend of mine keeps making remarks that he is a catfish, a serial k***er, that he preparing a soundproof basement, things like that. Also that all men want one thing and to not let him walk behind me in case he has chloroform.

These remarks make me want to cancel, but at the same time, this friend also asks why he hasn't come out to visit yet, and things like that.

I am thinking of just canceling the visit, amd dealing with the guilt again, but at the same time, I really want to meet this guy face to face, just to see. Any advice on how to deal with this anxiety?

I sent a message to both my manager and district manager that I quite my job. My manager didn't say anything, my District Manager just sent me a text saying

"Sounds good to me. 🤙"

After saying I was quiting due to working under minimum wage and safety concerns.

I'm lying awake right now, stomach in knots, and achy body, trying to relax enough to get some sleep.

It has been a stressful month at my job, with problems with my manager, his hygiene possibly playing a factor in my feeling sick at work and several stomach aches. And having to work by myself in an empty building in a not so nice part of town, it has been alot. Combined with some factors outside of work, i almost had a breakdown yesterday because it was all just too much and still is a little too much.

I'm thinking of just quitting my job. It is no longer worth what little they give me, and nobody deserves to be treated like i have been treated.

The store i work at has a very small pool of employees. As in, there is usually one person by themselves for most of the day and sometimes all day. Recently, I was left by myself in the store all day, from 0930 to 6 at night.

The store is not in a great neighborhood. Drug use, mental illness and homelessness rampant. We have big city problems in a small town. So when i am by myself, as a woman, I don't feel the greatest if something should happen.

The store has an alarm in the back, that is it. I asked what it would take to put in a panic button, and he said he would only request one if something happens. And he was going off on me about it, in a way that made me very uncomfortable around him. I told him this, and he preceded to tell me he is the calm, rational one. And that I am the one acting like there is a problem, and that he will talk to me once I am rational.

He has calmed down a bit, and i have just stuck with business talk with him, but was I really over reacting asking about a panic button?

Edit: I typically open by myself, and have only closed twice so far. But I still tend to be by myself in the store for hours. This last time was from open to close.

This is both venting abd asking for advice. I've been telling them about this guy since I've started talking and it has gotten to the point where I almost don't want to meet him because I don't want him to meet my parents.

My dad thinks he is s straight up scammer, even though he has never asked me for money and has even tried to send me money (that led to a big fight because I myself do not like accepting money from strangers). He says the guys background is suspicious, because this guy is a widower, and that is can find someone in town if i went out more.

My mom says he is probably making a sound proof room in his basement, and asking why he hasn't come out yet, even though I keep telling her I was the one telling him not to come out. This is also the woman who says men only want one thing and all men are the same. But, she believes his background a bit more. She would tell me to go visit him, but in the same day, say I shouldn't because he probably isn't the real guy. Nher comments make me anxious and I end up calling the whole thing off.

For note, I have talked to him on Snapchat and he has sent me pics and videos all the time. Hell, he even sent me his home address by accident at one point.

So what should I do? I want to see him next month, but now listening to my mom and dad, I want to call off the visit.

This is a little long, but i would like some advice.

So, like the title summarizes, me and this guy have been chatting for a year, almost 2 now, and we live across the country from each other. We have had our ups and downs, times when I was sure I would never speak to him again or I never wanted to speak to him again, but we always ended up talking again and pick up where we left off.

He has always talked about either me coming to see him, going so far as to offer to pay for the plane ticket and letting me stay at his place. I do not like people paying for my things and said no way to staying at his house before a first meet. He has also talked about coming to see me, and I have always said no, because i get bad anxiety and chicken out and make up an excuse, which I always feel guilty about.

He is finally coming out to see me in a month, and I am super nervous. I also feel guilty that he is spending all this money, taking time away from his job, and this might not lead to anything. I don't like the idea of him spending all that money, and I'm not going to put out and it might be a disaster.

How do I go about dealing with these feelings?

Pretty much all my life, I have people I don't even know tell me their whole life stories, and mostly about the worst parts of it. And they seem so relaxed when they do it, like they are talking about the weather. Meanwhile, I'm just standing there, no knowing what to say or how to really react in the proper way. And sometimes when I tell them I am uncomfortable talking about it, they get surprised looks, almost offended sometimes.

Is this normal for empaths or is it something about my empathy?

Feeling nauseous and can't tell if I'm running a low grade fever right now. Started last night after my dad made Philly Cheese Steaks. The issue is he left the hamburger meat out in the sun for a little bit, but insisted it would be okay.

Now my stomach doesnt feel right, I don't feel right, but if I say anything, my dad will get really defensive about blaming the sandwiches.

So, the episode where Aelita and Odd get into a fight and hate each other but then work together and save the day. There was a bit where Herb and Nicholas follow the warriors to the factory to catch them, and Odd and Aelita make them think they are making out in the elevator, as a prank.

My question is and the thing that has been bugging me: aren't Odd and Aelita supposed to be cousins? I know they aren't really, but nobody outside the group knows it.

How the heck did they think that was a good prank and what did the gossip mill look like the next day?

I picked virus, normal mode. I started in Argentina.

I usually don't let the disease get symptomatic until everyone is infected, but I went with cough, nausea, and insomnia when it mutated. I only made it transmissable with ships and rodents.

It took me two years. They almost got me with the cure, but the virus mutated and I just let it go there towards the end.

Kinda freaked me out a little how quick it spread.

Don't know what flair to out this under, but my legs are getting worse. These last few nights have been Hell. Particularly in my knees. I cannot stop trying to stretch out my legs, making them pop and crack. And I when I try to stop, they spasm so much, my muscles involuntarily contract, and my legs curl up, or twitch badly.

I don't know what caused them to get worse, but my legs hurt during the day and I am losing sleep because I am sure my legs are still moving while I sleep. It is just getting really bad.

Edit: some background. I'm 30, and have been diagnosed for about 3 years give or take a year. The only medication I have taken starts with an R and caused fluid to build up in my legs. I cannot take anything with benadryl in it or it is ten times worse. And food actually helps. If I eat something with carbs or caffeine, it relaxes my legs most of the time.

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I feel like a burden to my parents. I am currently living with them, as a means to save money and going to school for a degree. I do not have a driver's license because I've never been able to test for one reason or another and I have anxiety while driving.

I have a job, I pay my own bills and groceries. My dad is incredibly stubborn and always makes dinner. And doesn't like asking for help, but gets annoyed when you don't offer help, so that makes me feel worse. I try to help, but he always ends up doing the thing anyway before I can even think about it.

I want to get out and stand on my own two feet, and have done it before, but it is the issue of getting out of this town, and then coming back. It is stressful on them, unfair to them, and I feel so guilty and ashamed.

And before anyone asks, no I haven't told my parents I feel like this, because I know I will get the "suck it up, i have problems and you don't see me crying, get over it" stuff. I love my parents and they love me and said they are proud of me and stuff, but I can't help but feel like a burden because they have to drive me to work and stuff.

I just feel depressed and a burden and alot of other negative stuff. Any advice is welcomed.

I feel like a burden to my parents. I am currently living with them, as a means to save money and going to school for a degree. I do not have a driver's license because I've never been able to test for one reason or another and I have anxiety while driving.

I have a job, I pay my own bills and groceries. My dad is incredibly stubborn and always makes dinner. And doesn't like asking for help, but gets annoyed when you don't offer help, so that makes me feel worse. I try to help, but he always ends up doing the thing anyway before I can even think about it.

I want to get out and stand on my own two feet, and have done it before, but it is the issue of getting out of this town, and then coming back. It is stressful on them, unfair to them, and I feel so guilty and ashamed.

And before anyone asks, no I haven't told my parents I feel like this, because I know I will get the "suck it up, i have problems and you don't see me crying, get over it" stuff. I love my parents and they love me and said they are proud of me and stuff, but I can't help but feel like a burden because they have to drive me to work and stuff.

I just feel depressed and a burden and alot of other negative stuff. Any advice is welcomed.