I was checking out this dude reacting to the new god of war trailer, I scroll down and im like wow this guy in his thumbnail looks like porl. It was Porl! Why didn't I know? Is it because im a bad fan?
These are from the exact same type of tortillas the larger one is from a pack i bought two weeks ago. All the ones from the pack I just bought are significantly smaller even though they are both from the same target for the same price.
Hello, I'm living in the bronx and I live alone so recently Ive been looking to get myself a cat.
I noticed theres a bunch of cats outside my apartment but they seem kinda choosey and rude sometimes.
I was wondering since theres so many cats roaming around anyway if theres a relatively easy way to get myself one?
Preferably one that has shots or is neutered. I'm not exactly broke but and I can afford food and litter and or an yearly vet visit but im not sure how much it could even cost to get all the initial stuff done? Hundreds ? A thousand?
Are there programs to help with that? I feed the cats on the street sometimes but I don't really feel comfortable just housing one, unless I know I can get them cleaned up and checked out before hand.
Monk is terrible, im so sick of seeing it on the top of people's list of great shows about autistic detectives. Monks not even top ten.
Monk is just a basic paint by numbers detective serial except the actor looks like he stinks. Every time i go to a party they wanna watch monk. Go to a bar its monk. Stop with the monk im tired this show is garbage.
I guess this is the place for it, this is something I've been carrying with me for over 15 years and it still gets in the way of me connecting with my family.
My parents are divorced, my mother is severely mentally ill, when I was 11 years old I came home from school and she had abandoned me. Just up and moved to who knows where with her boyfriend and left me to figure everything out.
So anyway, I moved in with my dad who's kind of a loser and lives with his parents. I love my grandparents, but having 3 generations in one house was obviously pretty tense sometimes. Maybe I was needy or something or it was abandonment issues but I always felt like my dads side of the family was really cold and distant. I remember my best friend in 7th grade killed himself and the next day my grandfather was screaming at me because "it was gym day and he didn't pay for my gym membership so I could lay around the house".
It was a very small tight knit community so I didn't fit in very well at school. I would get beat up, robbed ect and my dad would be mad that I got beat up or think I was stealing the money even though I was coming home beaten and bloody.
So one day, Im in government ed and the teacher starts explaining presidential pardons. I was a really curious kid who was hungry for knowledge, so I asked a question. Little did I know that one question im class was about to change the entire course of my life.
"Can the president pardon somebody for murder"
That was the question that got me expelled from school, thrown in handcuffs and basically destroyed my relationship with every member of my family.
I guess the school decided "that kids asking about murder, he must want to murder somebody" because I swear on everything in my life that I value, that was the entire extent of my question. The teacher answered it, even gave me a kudos for being active in the lesson. Then some teachers aid reported me.
This was my second time being in cuffs as a result of my schoolwork. The first time was when I accidentally dropped a persuasive righting essay in the hall and they somehow thought it was bomb threat or something until my English teacher who was brought in to identify my handwriting stood up in my defense and they realized it was just an essay .
So anyway, Im expelled from school im thrown in cuffs in front of everybody. This is where a lot of my trauma starts I guess. My mother abandoned me, and in this moment It felt like everybody else did too.
If this was my son, I would have busted the doors of that school down and thrown a fit, I would have called the local news, sued the school and the police. It would have been national news.
Instead my dad told me I was grounded until I moved out. Grounded for all of my highschool years and most of middle school, and I was.
Soon after this my grandfather died, they didn't say it to my face but I heard people talk about how it was my fault he died, my fault because I was such a bad kid. If only I had never moved in, it was all the stress from me that killed him.
So that was my highschool experience, grounded perpetually, expelled and going to a reform school until 10th grade. My whole family calling me a terrible child and a murderer of one of our families foundational pillars. Still they treat me like im a freak, I went to a family picknick once with my fiancee and nobody even introduced themselves or said hello.I feel like people think im some monster when I've never really done anything.
I can always take comfort in the fact that im much richer than them all now, or that I live in a big city and own a business I guess. Still it tears me up inside. I haven't talked to anybody in my family in over a decade now. My dads still alive and my mom. I have sisters and they all still get together with my dads side of the family.
My sister, the golden child is a multiple felon who stole guns from our cousins and was cooking meth, but she is re-formed in their eyes. Oh and shes adopted. Growing up and now she always came first no matter what she did, I guess thats part of what hurts me too. I know its wrong but I feel like, she isn't even part of our family, shes my moms kid from a previous marriage. Yet even as a kid, she lived with MY dad, and I lived in an abandoned building with no power with my mom.
I've just felt like ever since I was a kid, nobody has loved me. Now as an adult I cling onto this anger, I find myself sometimes alone just strewing about my past, wishing my dad would say something to me or even just check in. I don't know why, I have a good life I should be happy, ever since going out on my own everything in my life has gone better than I could have ever dreamed. Shit, im pushing 30 and I could retire right now. I could pay my expenses for the next 10 years and not feel the hit to my account but I cant make my parents love me, I cant make them want me.
I moved away to be free but it still feels like my past is a dark cloud hanging over my life. I cant relate to other people when they reminisce about highschool, or go on holidays back home. My children will likely never have grandparents because my wifes parents have passed. I have this fear that Im going to go through the rest of my life with this hole in me but I dont know how to fix it
I thought maybe expressing this would help, it really hasn't but I'll post it anyway, maybe it will help somebody else in some sick way.