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This may get removed, but I have no idea where else I could post this where there’d be a big group of other eBay sellers.

My bf has been selling on eBay for nearly 5 years (he switched over from Amazon when we first got together).

It’s his full time job, and he’s good at it. But I have an issue with the fact that every time we discuss money, he can never give me an exact number of how much he earns. I find this worrisome, as we currently live with his widowed mom, in HER house, and I want to move out, but he always claims that he doesn’t have money. So when I ask how much he makes, he always resorts to “it’s hard to get the exact amount because there’s eBay fees” and whatnot. I’ve suggested he keep track of how much he transfers out of eBay every month, as that would give a definite number, but that hasn’t happened yet.

Can anyone confirm how hard this actually is, or is it bs?

Edit to add: He knows how much I make.

24F, currently living with my boyfriend and his widowed 70yo mom. She may be older but she functions normally, works every day and always seems to have time to talk crap about her other two daughter in laws with her one son that’s 40ish and single.

I don’t how to feel because everyone says she loves me and talks me up to people, and she was always so sweet to me. But I started to not trust her the more and more I heard how she spoke about her other daughter in laws, and figured she was saying things about me too. I started to notice and get really bothered by little indirect, uncessary comments she’d make every now and then.

For example, just now, she was with her other son (single one) in the kitchen as he came to visit. I was washing dishes and had an AirPod in. They were talking about marriage and how in their country it’s a custom to get married, and here no one wants to. There was a pause and I felt like they looked at me but I tuned out and just kept washing dishes. Then she proceeds to say when married, women are respected more. Tf?! No idea why she’s saying that in front of me and not her son. She has made a comment before that we should be married as we’re living together and it’s a sin.

Other times she’s made comments/faces about the food we make, because it’s not the traditional food she makes. I’ve gotten into huge arguments with my bf over this until he finally said something to her, so she no longer does. But she did act all innocent and claim she didn’t mean it like that.

I just feel like lately her and that son of hers are always saying little comments like that that apply to me, while my bf is not there.

My boyfriend aggravates me because his response is ALWAYS that I am taking it personal and they’re not talking about me. I told him that this is literally something I will leave him over because I can’t stand his family

Nexplanon removed and new one inserted 5 days ago. The old one was lodged a bit deep due to weight gain. It’s been a bit itchy in the surrounding area. Took off the steri strips today and I’m panicking a bit, I can’t tell if this is what it’s supposed to look like?? (The markings on the left side of the photo are from a bandaid I had laid over the parts of the strips that were lifting, but kept that on only a day).

What should I use to cover it? I have a standard first aid kid with plenty of bandaid sizes and gauze.

As mentioned in my previous post yesterday, the Dr told me I could get the steri strips wet. I avoided that anyway and was wrapping it in plastic during showers until the 4th day (yesterday) and today. I was mindful of it in the shower but eventually had to let some water run down as soap ran over it.

Please any advice and can someone tell me if I’m just paranoid?

Thank youu

SOLVED.

Hi, I got my nexplanon replaced on Tuesday and was told to keep the wrap on for 24 hours, which I did, and the white strips on for 5 days. I was told the white strips could get wet, but I did everything I could to avoid that, including avoiding our usual hikes so I wouldn’t sweat, and wrapping & taping a bag around it for showers and ofc keeping it out of the water. Today it did get wet in the shower, the water ran down my arm and the strips were wet. I patted them a bit with gauze, and now they are dry, but the ends are lifting. Is that bad?

Also I’m very scared to see what my wound will look like once I take them off tomorrow… The dr who performed the procedure told me she had to make a bigger hole since it was lodged kinda deep.

Tldr; I lied for my whole childhood and said that I was NOT SA’d, but I was. Now that I’m older, I’m slowly telling the truth and family refuse to believe it.

Bear with me, this is the first time I’ve written about this, and I feel it’ll be a bit messy.

I’m 24F. One of my earliest memories as a child is being in my uncles room on top of him. Let’s call him my “bad uncle” because I have two. I was in his shorts. There was a porno playing in the background, that I’m guessing I was trying to mimic. (\*\*The porno was actually a VHS tape I took from my mom’s drawer in my parents’ room, no idea how I knew if it was there or if I was just snooping\*\*). There was no penetration, simply rubbing. He only said “no” once I was already in his shorts or whatever he was wearing, which were very much a struggle to get into (meaning he had plenty of time to correct the behavior). It was dark. My parents and siblings were each in their own rooms.

I don’t know how many times this happened. There was a time my mom came knocking on the door while I was in there with him, and I subsequently heard her crying and my dad being pissed and telling me to go to my room, which I shared with my older sister.

There was another time I’d just come out of the shower, and went to knock on my bad uncles door, and my dad yelled at me from his room to go to my room.

After that, I remember us having moved and living in another city, as my mom inherited a house from her late grandpa. So it was just my dad, mom, and siblings now. I remember being in preschool (which I know now was actually a daycare), and so many other memories at that house with my dad present. I remember one day seeing my dad and mom fighting, my dad pulling her by the hair while she was crying and him throwing something in the toilet (I now know it was weed). I remember my dad packing his bags and leaving with my 2 half brothers. Then we were alone with my mom for a bit, and she lost it. She got addicted to opioids, and always had friends over and would lock her room while they did drugs. I remember she sniffed cocaine through a dollar bill in front of me. I remember her friend that was babysitting us one night while she was out, and hearing noises in her room that was locked (people came to steal from her).

The most important thing I remember, is that she loved watching this show, Law and Order. I’d be in her room sometimes with her while it was playing. I remember her telling me during a scene, that I would have to go up in court and tell everyone what my bad uncle did to me, and getting scared.

Fast forward, one of my mom’s “friends” did something to my older sister, who was 16 at the time, causing my sister to take my younger siblings and I to her godparents’ house one day while my mom was out. She had my dad pickup my younger siblings and I, while my sister stayed there. We never went back.

My dad took us to live with a girlfriend of his, and ended up getting arrested for 2 years for DV against her, then deported. He had a business, which he left to his other brother, my good uncle, and asked that he take us in. He did. At this point, I was in 2nd grade.

Over the years, my family and my good uncle would talk about my mom and how she was crazy and lied about my bad uncle doing that, and how it’s her fault he fled the country back to his. This all sat with me. They would ask me about it, but in this tone, and I would always say no nothing happened. I remember every time they brought it up, feeling only what I know now was immense anxiety. Because I felt guilty that I caused that and for him to leave.

Eventually, when my dad was deported, we started going on trips to my family’s home country almost every year. I would see my bad uncle every time since they live in the same area, and well they are brothers. The first time, I felt extreme anxiety, but when I saw him for the first time, he acted like nothing, and was kind to me. He has 3 daughters my age, who I played with and got along with. I felt relieved that we could both pretend nothing happened. Over the years, I’d stay at his house and sleep in daughters’ rooms with them. His wife, my aunt, is the sweetest woman and was always kind to me too. He was also always very kind. Everyone around him knows that he’s calm and nice. I guess that was him sort of grooming me, after the fact…

Lots happened in between, but I don’t want this to be a book yet.

Fast forward to late high school, I was maybe 17, my mom finally came around after years of being in and out of jail and rehab and MIA. She called me one day and brought it up, and mentioned that I was 3 years old at the time, and told me that the house it happened in was actually right in the area I was then living in. It finally hit me, that I was so little, and how could he allow that to happen? I knew then, that if a child were to do that to an adult, no adult in their right mind would just allow it. I started to realize it was never my fault. After years of saying it didn’t happen, and not even telling my best friends from elementary through high school.

The realization settled in a lot more with time. When I was 18, staying at my aunts house, and her kid (my little cousin, maybe 7 years old, male) came up to me in the kitchen and rubbed his junk on me, I pushed him away. I knew that’s what my bad uncle should have done to me, but he enjoyed it, he allowed it and only said “no” to make himself feel better. He was a grown man and had all the power to stop a child.

Well, a year or two ago, my mom and boyfriend were bugging me a lot saying I needed to tell my family what happened. I wanted to take this to my death bed. But I decided to finally tell a handful of family members, 2 of them being my good uncles daughters (who were major b-words to my siblings and I growing up with them), but the only reason they were included was because I was asking them whether I should tell my good uncle or not, as I didn’t want him to have a heart attach, that’s his beloved brother (him and my dad don’t get along well, my dad’s a bit of an ass, so all he has really is that brother, my bad uncle). My good uncles oldest daughter did not believe me, and was trying to say my mom put the idea in my head. My other family there seemed to believe me, or pretended to, who knows. I felt so sick telling them, it was not as organized as this as I blanked a lot, and felt like I couldn’t breathe at moments. One of my other cousins, my good uncle’s younger daughter, suggested I go to therapy where they hypnotize you so I can jog my memory…

I am still struggling to this day, as my older cousin, my good uncles daughter, recent said I am playing the victim. My good uncle recently vaguely brought it up asking what I remember from childhood, and said I shouldn’t believe what other people tell me I should. I’m just very exhausted by this. I do not want to tell anyone because it’d break up the family and cause more stress that I’d feel guilty about. I just want to keep my distance. But at the same time, I love my family, and you only get one, and I do get that for so long I said nothing happened, now they think because my mom is back in my life, she’s convinced me. But I also get pissed and on occasion want to just tell them and go MIA, if they believe me good, if not bye.

I just don’t know what to think or do.

Thanks if you made it this far.

Edit to Add: My mom did tell me once I was older that he fled the country one day she went in his room and found my underwear under his pillow. There was a police report, and I was talked to at the station. I’m assuming my dad called him and warned him, as my dad never believed it.

Hi, unfortunately I can’t add a photo but, we have a 7&1/2 month old corgi. 22lb when we weighed him about 2 weeks ago. He has not been neutered yet. We had him professionally groomed for the first time last week, and had him deshedded as the breed isn’t supposed to be shaved, and only was trimmed up a few areas including sanitary areas (his scrotum, “pants”, and testicles). His testicles seemed more visible now though there is still plenty of fur around them.

We also have been taking him on a nearby trail multiple times a week over the past 2 weeks. We were taking him to the dog park a bunch, but we had him on a topical flea preventative that is past the 30 day mark and likely got washed off during his grooming anyway. We have an appointment to get a prescription for an oral flea/tick/mosquito preventative next Tuesday.

For the most part, he has been acting normal, eating and playing with us. Earlier it was odd that he was veeery calm while we were cooking, he was just laying on his belly with his head up watching us. Usually he barks a bit or goes around sniffing. But after that he was back to normal, begging for food with his eyes, and getting excited to go outside for potty time.

We brought him back in to wash his paws with dog shampoo and water in the tub, as we do everyday. I don’t shampoo his groin area while doing this but I do rinse with my hand and water. While drying his feet with paper towels, we noticed that his testicles were very noticeably red (not light red). They are not hot to the touch, nor are they hard or painful to him when touched (he was falling asleep by now after all the rubbing to get him dry).

Could this be something more concerning than just irritation?

Edited to add info.

Hi, unfortunately I can’t add a photo but, we have a 7&1/2 month old corgi. He has not been neutered yet. We had him professionally groomed for the first time last week, and had him deshedded as the breed isn’t supposed to be shaved, and only was trimmed up a few areas including sanitary areas (his scrotum, “pants”, and testicles). His testicles seemed more visible now though there is still plenty of fur around them.

We also have been taking him on a nearby trail multiple times a week over the past 2 weeks. We were taking him to the dog park a bunch, but we had him on a topical flea preventative that is past the 30 day mark and likely got washed off during his grooming anyway. We have an appointment to get a prescription for an oral flea/tick/mosquito preventative next Tuesday.

For the most part, he has been acting normal, eating and playing with us. Earlier it was odd that he was veeery calm while we were cooking, he was just laying on his belly with his head up watching us. Usually he barks a bit or goes around sniffing. But after that he was back to normal, begging for food with his eyes, and getting excited to go outside for potty time.

We brought him back in to wash his paws with dog shampoo and water in the tub, as we do everyday. I don’t shampoo his groin area while doing this but I do rinse with my hand and water. While drying his feet with paper towels, we noticed that his testicles were very noticeably red (not light red). They are not hot to the touch, nor are they hard or painful to him when touched (he was falling asleep by now after all the rubbing to get him dry).

Could this be something more concerning than just irritation?

Edited to add info.

Is this normal?

My bf and I have a 4mo corgi and he seems to have begun getting stingy with his toys… I mean, they’re all for him, he’s the only pet we have, but I worry if that’ll become an issue when it’s time to have play dates.

It started off us playing fetch with him, he was doing pretty good at first, not perfect, but would bring his toys right in front of me and either plop down and chew, or (occasionally) drop it in front of me, or wait for me to gently grab it from his mouth and throw again. Now he sometimes takes his toys after fetching them and goes into his cage. That or every toy we touch, he comes and takes from us. We thought it’s just normal puppy play and that he gets easily distracted, but have begun to wonder…