u/ash-leg2

I (24F) love having long finger nails and put a lot of effort into maintaining them. Since high school, I started a habit: whenever a nail broke, I would clip it, wrap it in masking tape with the date and finger details, and put it in a bag. Over the years, the bag filled up. My family didn't know because they are very uptight, so I kept it hidden at the back of my cabinet behind clothes and sheets.

Recently, I’ve been struggling with my mental health due to work, so my room was a bit disorganized—just makeup on my table and a few small rolling cabinets out of place. My parents came to visit my house for a vacation. The next day, I left early for work. When I returned, I found my room had been deeply cleaned. My table was rearranged, and my drawers and cabinets were completely organized. Suddenly it clicked, and I checked the back of my cabinet. The bag was gone. I panicked and started ransacking the room, desperately hoping to find it.

While I was looking, my mom walked in and berated me for messing up the room she just cleaned, accusing me of not being able to clean up after myself. I asked if she saw a black bag. She said she thought it was trash and threw it away. It was trash day, so I ran outside, but the garbage truck had already come.I couldn't hold back my tears and started bawling to the point of hyperventilating. My mom got angry, demanding to know why I was crying over literal trash. Out of frustration, I lashed out and asked why she would throw away something so precious to me. When she realized what was in the bag, she got even madder. She called me disgusting and creepy for keeping them, and my dad backed her up.The next day was incredibly tense; I had no energy to eat or go to work. That night, my mom got mad again, telling me I was overreacting and saying more hurtful things I can't fully recall because I was so exhausted. They left the following day.A few hours later, I started getting angry texts from them and the rest of my extended family, calling me disrespectful and "not ladylike" for my reaction.

I know collecting them is unusual, but they were mine, and she went through my private cabinets and threw my belongings away. AITA for how I reacted?

I feel so stupid about this question but I hope it fits!

I recently had a hysteroscopy in my luteal phase. I bled after - a lot for a few days - then it chilled. I tracked ovulation and expected my period 13DPO but I spotted 10DPO. I felt so much like my period was coming but that was it.

I was spotting off and now I'm on 15 DPO when I should be past a very heavy flow.

Normal considering how I bled before?

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Hi all. I have talked to my doctor about this but I also looked it up and am seeing some conflicting information so I'm asking for your experiences -

I am to try a 1 month lupron injection this cycle to see if it helps with skin inflammation (and hopefully other symptoms like pain) caused by my endo. For anyone else who tried this, what cycle day did you take the injection and why?

My OB/Gyn said to take it CD1 as it will reduce period pain.

But my non menstrual pain gets bad around around ovulation (CD19), then gets a bit better but peaks again around CD28 a few days before bleeding starts around CD32. So does CD28 make more sense? After CD1 I am in pain but it seems more logical since I'm bleeding and contracting...

Also I have been TTC but am taking a short break due to surgeries. A lot of the results when I searched this question were relationships IVF where folks were taking lupron at different times depending on their IVF protocol. I am ok with skipping a cycle but I'd like to start trying again after this one shot wears off so if timing matters for that I'd like to know.

So any anecdotes? I'm probably just gonna follow the doctor but I would love to hear if anyone knows more about timing and why. Thank you!

So I am a bridesmaid in my friends wedding. She just had a bachelorette party at the grooms family’s cabin for 2 nights.

It started off okay, but as the attendants got more and more drunk, the racism and anti-semitism started coming out. For context, everyone else in the wedding party is white. I am mixed Jewish and Asian (and Irish but not relevant to this post).

My part of the party was to put on a tea party in the afternoon. I spent weeks hand decorating a tea set as a wedding present. Weddings are huge in my culture and I wanted to share that joy, I bought and cooked a bunch of my cultural food (but the basic stuff even western food people like, lumpia, baked deserts, and skyflakes with cheese and meat). I of course checked with the bride and MOH before hand and both of that would be okay, with the bride saying she loved Lumpia.

I was so proud of it and it looked beautiful all set up. But immediately, some of the bridal party started making the “ew ethnic food” faces (POC, IKYKYK) One of them chased around another with a sweet bun, laughing about how weird and “scary” it was. It was literally bread and cream. I sent pictures of my set up to other friends to see if it was something I did wrong, and everyone said it looked amazing.

[EDIT: cause I need to be precise. People did say thank you, including the bride. They said the set up was very pretty. It was the reaction to the food by some of them (family of the groom who also made the Auschwitz jokes) that I was describing. That being said, almost nobody spoke during the tea party portion, and blamed it on being tired. The bride and friends did not say anything about the reactions of the other girls. The main feedback I got as that I was clearly a witch because my tea put everyone to sleep. It was a hibiscus, rose, mint, and calamansi mix.]

But oh well, maybe that food isn’t for them. I moved on. But then the racist jokes started. The party started on Juneteenth, you can imagine the “jokes” that came out of that. Then antisemitic jokes about holocaust camps and more.

This is a direct quote “I say a lot of nazi and holocaust jokes for someone who isn’t racist”. I was trapped on a boat with them when this started happening.

Later that night, as I was grabbing something from a room to then leave, the main perpetrator said to someone I considered a close friend “I was worried you’d be offended by the Auschwitz jokes because you’re German”. That friend replied she wasn’t offended. I spoke up “well I might be offended because I’m Jewish”. I got up to leave with my stuff, and the girl said “she’s going back to auschwitz!”

My friend, the bride, everyone laughed.

I went outside and I cried. They saw me from the window when they all came to eat food. Not a single one of my “friends” came to check on me.

The vibes continued along that line, and I felt like I was in the Jewish/asian version of get out, stuck in a giant home with a bunch of racist white people. But honestly, the fear from it wasn’t the worst part, it was that not a single one of my “friends” said anything.

I then was in a 4 hour car ride with one of said friends/bridesmaids on the way home. She spent the last hour of it lecturing me about how she’s “someone who can be cordial around people she doesn’t agree with, but not everyone has that skill, especially when it’s personal” and that “I need to put myself in other people’s shoes and see that they have positive intentions” and more.

For context, this cabin was 4 hours away and I have a pretty moderate disability. I was using 110% of my energy for this, and had no energy left by the end of it. I pushed myself to extremes for these friends and the bride, and it was reciprocated with laughing at anti-semetic jokes at my expense.

The wedding is next weekend. I can barely see from the migraine I have, and my legs are struggling with walking. I don’t feel it’s worth it to hurt myself for someone who couldn’t bother to stand up for me, or even check on me after.

All my friends of color agree with me, but this was my highschool friend group (I grew up in a very white town) and I also feel guilty like I’m letting them down. I’m not quite sure what to do, so Reddit, please help me out.

EDIT: I was a history major (which makes this whole thing even worse!!) so I have to add context that I didn’t realized I missed until the comments

1. The friend in the car is the friend who said she wasn’t offended by the holocaust jokes to the person( she was asked by the “jokester” because she’s German and lives in Germany). In the car, she did say that she is absolutely against the concentration camp “joke” and that she feels guilty she didn’t say anything (the words “I’m sorry” never came out of her mouth though), but then I brought up the other stuff with the food and racist comments, and that’s when she went on that tangent.

She also said she saw the racism but told me in those situations you just have to ignore it and choose to not be around those people again. As she knew there was racism happening, including towards me, and didn’t say anything or check in on me, I will be choosing to not be around her again.

I also told her repeatedly that I didn’t want to talk about this now because I was so physically done and she said “this is my car and I am driving. I don’t want to be uncomfortable and have this tension here. We are talking”. I have a vocal cord disorder and my speaking is limited so I didn’t say much, and I didn’t want to get dropped off on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. I told her she crossed a boundary she can’t come back from though.

2. The people making the racist jokes were the sibling/cousins of the groom. My friends were the ones laughing along and not saying anything

3. I have been long distance with these friends since highschool. The friend in the car with me was in a social justice club with me in highschool. There was not signs of this behavior before from either this friend or the bride. In fact, the bride went with me to an anti-ICE fundraiser party earlier this year and we had a lot of fun. I have never been shy with my opinions, especially as someone who studied history. This was the first time I was hanging with them around a bunch of other people. In reviewing these comments, I have realized that they may be not racist when with me before, but didn’t stop or say anything about racism when it happened, which is in fact racism. That is a key difference

I am also more white than not. I am ethnically Jewish but not religiously. I often don’t feel like I have a right to be upset about these things because other family have gone through worse. That’s something I’m working to unlearn and this was definitely some exposure therapy to that

4. Why didn’t I say anything at the party? Because I was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by drunk people making racist comments at me. I have survived violence before and know that sometimes keeping your mouth shut is what needs to happen until you’re in a safe space

5. Lastly I will not be going to the wedding.

I need to get off screens because my head is killing me, but your comments and support helped settle me emotionally.

I will decide tomorrow how I will inform the bride