u/whattupmyknitta

So I used to use marketplace only for larger items to sell off locally, but with the new app I decided to go ahead and toss all my items on there and add shipping info to all of them. The 10% was enticing compared to ebay fees. First week was amazing. I made a couple grand. Motivated me, obviously. Kept listing daily. Shipped all of my items out same or next day. All of my sales are perfect, I have a 5 star rating and my stats are immaculate. I even got a bunch of new followers.

Yesterday my sales tanked. Was kind of weird, Fridays are one of my best sales days. Then I started getting messages asking me if I ship. People were telling me my "buy" option wasn't there. So I'm having to go back to the old way of taking venmo/cash app and using pirate ship.

I used my husband's acct to look at my profile and yep, none of my items are giving the option to buy. On my end however, everything is the same. Shipping info is entered, everything looks fine and I have changed absolutely nothing. I can see other ppls items and the buy option is there for me to purchase their items, so I know it isn't some site wide glitch.

Has anyone else had this happen to them? I am going to try customer service but I hear that's basically not an option. It's gonna suck to go back to the old ways after having such a great week.

Apologies if this has already been asked, I did search it and couldn't find it. But maybe I am a bad searcher.

We share the same Amazon account, but I don't use kindle, he still does. I rarely use Amazon but have to buy a few things for my kid's bday this week. Logged on and in recent purchases I found this: Simple Sabatoge Field Manual and The Psychopath Mantra.

The first one is a "wartime declassified manual teaching citizens how to subtly sabatoge enemy operations through inefficient work practices, disruptive behavior, and organizational dysfunction". I haven't even looked at the other book yet.

The reviews are mostly people using this as a handbook to "stick it to the man". Over the last couple of years my husband has totally destroyed his reputation at work. It's a long story, but basically he didn't get the position he wanted and instead of letting it go, he basically declared war. He has destroyed a job that has great benefits and paid well so much that he is pretty much working only part time there now, getting no overtime (which is what got us by before), and having to uber to make up for it. We were living pretty good and now we are struggling bad. Like losing the house bad, because of his ego.

He also does nothing at home. Literally less than nothing, he doesn't use trash cans for his trash. Just tosses it on the floor and blames it on adhd.

I'm trying to get out, I have a therapist and she is helping me, but after 20 years, it isn't easy.

It's just *crazy* absolutely *crazy* to me that he is not only naturally an crazy narc, but is actively studying how to be more of one. Like, who in the world does this? I'm tempted to read through it to see if there are any effective ways to combat what he does but it honestly just isn't worth the effort.

Has anyone else found anything this absolutely bizarre? My therapist is going to be floored by this. To be clear, he has zero interest war related anything. So this isn't that, and he is the only other person with access to the acct.

TW: SUICIDE

My little brother (14 years my junior, I feel like he was my "practice son") killed himself about a year and a half ago.

He was a sweet, kind, caring guy that cared for both of my grandparents full time until they died. He refused to have a nurse come in and help, he took care of both of them 100% while they were dying. He was a selfless man.

When they died, he moved back to the east coast but instead of moving in with family, he moved right in with a girl and her family and her young child that my sister had introduced him to. This girl sucked. She had always been mean to my sister so I'm not sure why she would introduce him to my brother.

Over the 3 years he lived there we saw less and less of him. The girlfriend was always present, was mean to him in front of us (I always stood up to her and she did not like me at all). She'd get jealous of him hugging my mother (who has cancer), she accused my sister of wanting to sleep with my brother because she asked if my brother wanted to go on a small trip with her. Completely insecure and it showed. Slowly isolated him from us, he never went out with friends.

The final straw came when my sister told me and my mother the girl had stopped taking her birth control without my brothers knowledge. She sat on this information for months. My husband and I told my brother right away, he let us know he did not want kids right now (he was already a full time parent to her small kid - she had never told the person she got pregnant by she was pregnant so the child's bio father doesn't know she exists). He confirmed he had no idea she was not taking her bc.

We let him know that he was always welcome to come live with us for as long as he wanted/needed and that we love him etc. He also knew he could stay with my mom or dad as long as he wanted or needed. He was not stuck there, but from reading texts (I have his devices) the girl was holding her child against him. He did ask for some help looking for apartments. We checked up on him a few times and he said everything was fine, so we backed off. I saw him for my mom's birthday and he seemed fine, but I had a bad migraine and was only half paying attention and left early. I don't even remember if I got to hug him or say goodbye =(

A couple months later he killed himself. From reading his texts it seems Iike he completely detached after finding out about the birth control issue. He started hanging out with work friends - he had worked in a kitchen as a cook and before was not allowed to hang out with friends. He started working double shifts so he was not home at all. There are texts from her complaining that her and the child never get to see him anymore. His responses were one worded things, like "k". He started drinking more and going to bars with his coworkers. This is where things started to go south. He was never a heavy drinker, never went to bars. He had a hobby of making fancy drinks for fun, but that was it.

He got a dui, he wasn't arrested, just pulled over and I guess brought home. He had a court date. He was worried about telling us (text to his friend), I dont know why, I'm his big sister and he could have literally come to me with anything and I'd have helped him or just been there to talk =(

That dui seemed to have triggered some form of psychosis. He'd never had any mental health issues or suicial ideations before. The only "weird" thing he'd ever said to me was "have you ever thought about just running away and disappearing and traveling the world", but this was years ago. And yea, sure, doesn't everyone think that at some point in their lives? I just encouraged him to travel.

He started saying he "snitched" on someone to the cops during the dui stop. Some of his coworkers were in the car with him. He thought the people he snitched on were from his work and had to do with the mob. Now, my oldest son is bipolar and he had a very similar episode just a year before this incident and the girl and her family knew this. They knew we knew how to handle such situations because well, my son is still here with us, he is not dead. So they were very aware of this having happened in the family.

From there it spiraled. Those last 6 days he was actively trying to kill himself, and the girl and her family knew it. They did nothing about it. They didn't call 911, they didn't call us for help, they didn't try to get him help at all, they just let him kill himself. And I have tons of proof of it. Phone calls, texts, even the police report where they literally admit it. But alas, it is not illegal to let someone die.

He had tried to cut his wrists, not just a little where they wouldn't be able to notice, he entire arms were cut up and down. I have his autopsy report and I know where every single cut is. The mom admitted to us on a phone call she knew he was hurting himself, her defense for not getting him help "well he wasn't hurting anyone else, just himself", she said she didn't think they'd help him if he was just hurting himself. Which is absolutely bull and even if she didn't know a google search would have told you. So they know my brother is literally losing it mentally, physically harming himself, and they do absolutely nothing about it. Nothing.

He was googling ways to kill himself at this point, ways that would bring back honor to his family, especially "seppuko". Because again, he was saying he had snitched on someone and the only way he could keep the family safe was to kill himself. Everyone in that family knew he was having these feelings and that he was trying to kill himself.

The last night he left work abruptly. Left his phone and jacket at work. His coworker was extremely worried about him and called the girl's mom, the girl's mom told the coworker that he was mistaken, that my brother was totally fine and nothing was wrong. So someone was trying to help, and she not only didn't get him help, but she prevented someone else from getting him help. The mom told us he was outside pacing back and forth like crazy all night. They did nothing. He tried to slit his throat that night and failed. His neck and wrists were bandaged up. He kept begging the girl to talk to him and she said in the police report "I was tired and told him to go to bed and then I went to bed". She said she heard him get up in the night and she assumed he was "just going for a walk" he went and hung himself in the garage.

They found him the next morning. Instead of waiting for the police to contact my mom at work, the girl's mom called to tell my mom. And she was mad at my brother. How dare your son do this in my house to my daughter. Like woman you just watched him not just self harm but literally try to kill himself for a week and watched him clearly in psychosis and did absolutely nothing about it. How did you think it was going to end? The girl refused to talk to my family at all (which is weird because her and my sister were best friends, that's how all this bs started). She did text my sister later that day to ask her why she hasn't written her condolences yet. Like are you kidding? We had no idea my brother was in a bad way, y'all literally let him die and you want condolences? That is my baby brother, you mean nothing to us.

The mom said she'd be putting all of his items in goodwill assp. So we tried to coordinate a time to pick them up (we lived 2 hrs away), the mom had the police there to watch my husband receive the items. Ok, whatever. She insisted that he come to the garage to get the items. She didnt want him in the house. That is fine, but they have a huge front porch. Well she left the rope he hung himself with in full display. Then asked where I and my sister were. My husband said they didn't want to be in the room their brother hung himself in. She was literally disappointed we weren't there.

She didn't give us all of his items. They weren't financially tangled in any way so it's not like she could claim any of the items were hers. We tried to coordinate another time to pick up the rest of the stuff they tried to keep. More police escorts. They said that was it they weren't giving the rest and we'd have to sue for the rest.

Then we got slapped with harassment charges for the texts trying to get my brother's items back. These were normal, not excessive texts. So instead of grieving, I had to worry about my first charge ever. It was annoying, but I didn't actually do anything so I wasn't too worried. My lawyer could not believe they were actually able to get me charged. The date came and the charges were dropped. Of course. The judge was sympathetic and so was THEIR lawyer. They were just trying to get us to back off.

Which honestly, is shady af. When my brother's electronics were in police custody, the girl tried to remotely delete their messages. I was able to restore them once I got it back, at least most of them (I think).They gave us a copy of a note he wrote that had to have been from like days before based on money - it only consisted of his bank accounts, passwords and how much was in each acct. They refused to give us his hand written journals. He didn't have any social media. He barely used his phone. He was very much a "real life" non internet person.

So, that's it. That is where it ends. My brother had a mental health crisis and killed himself.

But really, he lived with this family that used him until he had nothing left. The grandmother lived with them and he cared for her until she died, just like my grandparents. He helped the older parents with everything. They bought a sailboat they could not manage alone and had him sail it for them. He literally paid for and cooked them gourmet meals daily. He took care of the fatherless child for 3 years. He dealt with that girl slowly isolating him from his family and friends. And when it came time for him to need help - the only time he needed help, they either failed him miserably out of sheer stupidity, or worse, indifference because they knew things were coming to an end and didn't care.

Failing to pick up the phone and call 911, a family member, anything, should be criminal. I'll never know what actually happened those last 6 days. I only have what I can piece through his texts, police reports, what they said in their initial phone calls to us. But I'll never really know, because instead of being like, hey, so sorry, your brother died and was having a crisis, here is what happened - we got your asshole brother killed himself in our house and now we have to deal with this shit and no you can't have his things even though we said we were going to give it to goodwill, then ghosting us then trying to get us in legal trouble.

I see other similar cases online and there are like, big investigations and stuff, but like, there was nothing. He had an autopsy. Zero alcohol, zero drugs. We have a police report. But like, that's it. Why do they not get reprimanded or shamed for doing nothing? It makes me sick.

Like, do I let it go and emdr it or do I keep digging? What would you do if it was your little brother?

I'm not entirely naive, I know that even had he gotten help, there was still the possibility of suicide. But they gave him zero chance. None. Again, my son went through something similar, we got him help, he was diagnosed as bipolar and is medicated now. I feel like trying is better than not trying because my son is alive and well and my brother is dead and died a horrible death.

Thank you for letting me vent before therapy. I need to get this out now and then every few months and I'm sure my suicide bereavement group is tired of hearing about it by now. I'm not editing this, I just word vomited, so I apologize for all of the mistakes.

If anyone actually read this, thank you, if not, I'm just happy l got it out of my system for now!

Hey, I started virtual therapy about a year and a half ago. Initially for grief because my brother abruptly took his life and I was dealing with the fallout from that. Now it's moved on to other issues.

I've been in therapy sessions with my children, they all seem to be therapist led, their therapist kind of asks them questions, gives them goals etc.

My sessions are a bit different. It's really just me venting for an hour. While sure, it feels good to get things out, I'm not sure that I'm actually accomplishing anything. There are no real goals etc. I've also noticed that my therapist is multitasking during our sessions - I can see her doing whatever kind of computer work through her glasses. My kid's sessions are very one on one/attentive. I don't think I'd mind this if I felt like I was accomplishing something during the sessions.

I do really like my therapist, but I'm worried I'm not accomplishing what I could be. This is my first therapist, so aside from being in session with my children, I'm not sure if this is all normal therapy stuff or not? Is this just what it is? Am I supposed to be the one to ask for more?

I feel like, I need some kind of tangible goals, and someone to hold me to them, or something. Otherwise, I'm just venting for an hour and getting reassurance.

Thanks in advance =)

Again, I really like my therapist, just any advice on how to better structure my sessions would be great!

I knew he (15) was on reddit, I don't have a problem with it and trust him to be able to navigate the internet on his own. I gave him the right tools. I feel like I peeked in on his diary.

We sub to the same music stuff, hobbies etc - I try to stay knowledgeable about their interests. I was looking through one (his first concert is this week) and people were downvoting a comment for no reason, you know how reddit is. It was a comment about how excited they were for the upcoming concert. I have this dumb ocd thing where if someone is downvoted for a dumb reason I go to their page and upvote their last few things. I go to the profile and know immediately it's my son. No pics (this is a rule we have and the kids luckily agree with for now) but all of his hobbies/music and before I can back out I see a post. Nothing bad at all, but I still saw it. I did check his most active pages and it's all totally innocent stuff. Then I immediately blocked his profile because he deserves a parent free space (and I deserve a kid free space).

I ended up telling my husband and he immediately asked for his user. I don't even remember it, and told him as much. He grilled me for it because "reddit is a public forum and no one should expect their posts to be private", also because he is still a kid and needs to be checked up on. My thoughts are he has never done anything bad at all, aside from turning in some school work late here and there and he talked back to me literally ONCE. He is kind, empathetic, intelligent, loving, he's a great kid. I won't spy on him unless I am given a reason to. Again, I feel like I raised him well and he should be given privacy unless I feel like he is a danger to himself or others.

That's it. What would yall have done? Would you spy on your kid or give them privacy?

I've been taking Lexapro for around 5 years, and it worked great initially. Helped a ton with panic attacks, ocd. But years later I noticed it put a damper not only on the bad things, but the good. I get no joy out of my hobbies anymore, I have no feelings good or bad, I gained a ton of weight. I have terrible hot flashes (not sure if this is Lexapro or not). I have a much better handle on my things now because of Lexapro, but it's time to move on. Not only do I lack interest in anything, I am tired all of the time. I'm trying to eliminate anything I can that might be contributing to it and Lexapro is #1 on the list.

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Anyways, I've been slowly tapering off of it for about a year now. I really, *really* didn't want any side effects. I have enough going on that I didn't want to have to deal with that too. I've been on only 2.5mg for a few months now. How bad is the jump from super low dose to nothing? Am I basically off of it already? I remember reading here before that the last *something* was the worst, but I can't remember what.

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And how long after coming off it does it take to feel normal again? The jump from 5mg to 2.5mg *seemed* to help a bit. I really want my life back. Thank you in advance!