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I 36 f just moved into a condo with my husband, 44 m in march. The complex has an HOA. The bylaws were very laid back, with the only rules really being don't leave junk in your yard or on your porch, and don't be disrespectful, and normal things like no fire pits which is a state law and also keep your grill at a safe distance from the building, so we felt comfortable moving in there. One of our HOA board members was caught on camera damaging someone else's vehicle maliciously, someone she does not care for. My neighbor who is also on the board is wanting us to place our vote whether or not to recall that board member since we live in the complex. The Dilemma we're facing, we haven't lived there very long we don't really know any of the people and we don't really feel comfortable placing a vote at all. Our neighbor is pressuring us to vote one way or the other. I don't want to vote no and then ruffle the feathers of the people who are voting yes, but I don't want to vote Yes and potentially make an enemy of the board member in question when we have been very friendly with her so far. We have a 14-year-old son who likes to jog on the sidewalks in the complex and I don't want her to pester him in retaliation as well as she has been known to make a fuss about kids being outside. I really have no idea what to do. Any advice is appreciated.

I '24F' and my Fiancé '25M' have been together 4 years. I literally just found out I am pregnant. My Fiancé and I love each other very much, we have had a healthy relationship since the beginning.

The reason I want to break up with him is because I know his family will disown him for having pre-marital sex (they are a wonderful family, but they have strict religious beliefs). I know him well enough to know he will choose me, but I cannot bear the thought of him having to leave his family just because of me. I know how important they are to him, and he's a great guy, he can always find someone.

I know I can handle pregnancy and motherhood on my own. Maybe I can break up with him for now, and just let him know after the baby is a toddler? Maybe it would be easier for his family to accept it that way?

Please help, I knew I was pregnant the moment my hormones started raging, but I just confirmed it now. The hormones aren't helping with my decision-making at all.

I’m currently a size 30K in bra’s which you may or may not realise is pretty huge! Because I am quite petite it’s difficult to get high quality bras in a large cup size and smaller circumference. I therefore have had to shop at Rigby and Peller for years which costs me approximately £100-£300+ per bra. For some, it seems extortionate - for me, these bras have been a game changer for a while and I’m happy to pay out for them.

That being said, I have made the decision to have a reduction for a number of reasons… back pain, less clothing options (to hide a chunkier bra strap), feeling frumpy unless I wear something tight, you can get prettier bras in smaller sizes - and, one of the main reasons, is that whilst they look good now, I’m not getting younger and I don’t want to end up with saggy breasts when gravity does its thing.

I’ve decided to go down about 8 cup sizes to a C which may seem drastic but I feel like this will be the best option for me considering I probably have some kind of hormonal imbalance - not diagnosed - but with large breasts and endometriosis and adenomyosis I think it’s likely. My weight sometimes fluctuates a little (currently 64kg and planning to shred 8-10kg) and whenever I gain a little weight it goes straight to my breasts and they don’t seem to get smaller when I lose it again… with this in mind, I’m thinking going smaller is a better idea as I’m worried they will end up super large again otherwise.

I’d love to know other peoples opinions and feedback on:

1. Whether they think going from a K to C cup is a good idea?

2. Where to get pretty bras from in smaller cup sizes that aren’t going to stab me under the arm etc. and actually be comfortable - I could stick with high end bras but if I can find something good for cheaper then that would be great!

3. If you / someone you know has had a reduction - do you have any other general advice for me?

My dad gave me this landscaper’s number because he knows him and has used him before for yard work. I texted him about coming by to look at our yard and give us an estimate.

One thing that struck me as odd was that he asked for my address. He’s apparently been to our house before, so I thought he would already know where we live, but maybe he just forgot or needed to put it in his GPS again.

I don’t know how to add the screenshots to this post, so I’ll just type out the conversation with names changed.

Me: Hi! My dad gave me your number and said you’ve done work for him before. I was wondering when you’d be available to come look at our yard and give us an estimate.

Landscaper: Hi, thanks for texting me. I just got off work and saw your message. I can come by and take a look at what you’d like done if you have time.

Me: Sure! What time?

Landscaper: Say 10 or so. Where do you live?

Me: [Address]

Me: 10 a.m. right?

Landscaper: Yes, I’ll be there at 10.

Later he texted:

Landscaper: I’m sorry, I just checked my messages and I have a doctor’s appointment at 11. Can we meet around 1?

Me: We won’t be home at 1. Would earlier than 10 work?

Landscaper: Sure, say 9.

Me: Perfect, thank you!

Landscaper: See you at 9. Have a good evening.

Me: You too!

Then around midnight I received:

Landscaper: Hello, just had a shower and crawled into bed. How are you?

Landscaper: Was a long day.

That’s the message that made me uncomfortable because we’ve only discussed landscaping and have never met in person.

Update 1:

I took you guys‘ advice and told him.

me: I think this was meant for someone else 

landscaper: Yes it was sorry about that , good morning (name) .

Update 2:

He just came over and I got major major creepy vibes from him. I do think the text wad for me. Luckily I barley cracked the door and he had another guy with him and my mom was at the house.

thoughts?

I clean for 2 hours a day ( what Google says is normal for 2 people) and the house is still a fricken mess. I haven't done dishes for 3 days because I'm exhausted. We have no plates, silverware, cups, pots or pans. 1 basket of dirty laundry, and all the counters and tables are filthy. There's crap all over the living and bedroom and I just can't do it mentally just to have a disgusting house 3 days later again. I did 2 entire sinks full of dishes 4 days ago and my bf did 1 and a half 3 days ago.

We own like 15 plates and hundreds of silverware. 7 pots and pans. It's a tiny 2 bedroom trailer and I just can't keep up by myself. I can't do all the dishes at once because I'm limited to the size of the sink and the size of the dish strainer.

Yes my boyfriend helps but not nearly as much as he should. He's got some recent mental health problems and I've tried chore charts and other ideas but nothing's working.

We've been trying to save money so we bought groceries to cook at home instead of fast food and it's killing me. I do 95 percent of the cooking, 90 percent of the cleaning.

I have been in a talking stage with a guy for almost a year now, next month will be our "anniversary". Both of us agree to be each other's company as neither of us wants to be in a relationship yet since we are only in early twenties. But nowadays, he would reply to my good morning texts at 3-4 pm, barely texting me and there's no more sweet nicknames him calling me baby. Ive been trying to mirror him, texting him back late, not greeting him first, but tbh I can feel that our spark is gone. When I told him I wish we can call on this weekend he didn't even say anything back. I dont know what to do, should I talk it out with him or wait and see how it goes first, or is it even worthy for me to try to bring our spark back

So, I (17F) have a narcissistic and verbally (and emotionally) abusive guardian. She's my step-grandmother from my maternal side. So, I basically had a phone that she didn't know about that I bought with my own money, and my bio dad fixed it for me a while back...I was told specifically not to let Nicole (step-grandmother) know I have the phone because she was going to flip and cause a scene. So, two days ago, on Tuesday, she did find out because she didn't knock on the door, breaching privacy, and she absolutely flipped. When she told me to give it to her, I kept refusing because I KNOW how she is. She's a liar and manipulator who likes to target me and make me feel like everything is MY fault, while also keeping me down and making me believe that I won't be able to do anything with my life and will live with them until they pass because of how useless I am.

But besides that, I still refused to give up the only device I had that distracted my mind from spiraling (and I used it to at least let people know what happens in my home, including my papa/bio dad, Kevin). In turn, she said that if I didn't give up my phone, she would sell every single thing I owned, including the stuff I BOUGHT MYSELF WITH MY MONEY. She also threatened me that if I didn't give her the phone, she would treat me like a roommate instead of a daughter, and make me provide everything for myself, including food, water, a bed, clothes, etc...

When I still refused, she went next door, where her sister lives, and brought her over to force me to give up the phone. I still refused, of course...and when I tried to leave (I put my phone and charging cord into my backpack btw...and I understand this is a stupid post about a damn phone...I understand that.) Heather, my aunt and Nicole's sister, tried to grab the bag from me, resulting in her also grabbing my arm, which I had to force out of her grip (my wrist hurt for quite a while after, and I was shaking). Eventually, I just gave the phone to Heather so I wouldn't risk myself more drama.

The next morning, since I couldn't go back to sleep after my younger sister's alarm went off at 4:30 in the morning, I made an irrational and stupid move to try to head next door to grab my phone (stupid move, I understand...I regret doing that, but I had just woken up at the buttcrack of dawn, I was irrational and desperate at the time.) When I realized I couldn't, I decided against it and waited until I headed to school (this happened yesterday, btw).

When I got to school, I used my best friend, Avery's phone, in order to contact my paternal grandparents, Sandy and Jay (love them btw, they are the only people I feel safe with...not to mention they're the only ones I'm blood related to in this family...besides my younger sister (15F)) to let them know what happened. In turn, they told me to talk to the counselor so I could talk to someone. I did, CPS was called...the police were involved...and after I told them what happened, they went home and inspected the house (because my house is infested with cockroaches, the floor was busted open, and the house is splitting in two)...and when I was gonna go home, I called Sandy again in which I requested to go home with them because I was terrified to go home, I was on the verge of having a panic attack, and I cried nonstop yesterday to the point I'm surprised I can even cry at this point.

Grandpa Jay came and picked me up, dropped me off at their house so I could at least calm down before heading home...then Nicole called Sandy, asked where I was, and Sandy said I was with her to calm down. Nicole was NOT happy whatsoever and demanded I go home right that instant. Sandy said no, and when she was gonna tell Nicole, "She isn't going home until she calms down", Nicole hung up on her and called the police. Of course, I was spiraling even more, just eating two pickles while I bawled my eyes out and cried. When the police came, I went to the bedroom that Sandy and Jay specifically set up FOR ME and stayed there while they talked to the policeman and told him their side of the story. The policeman understood, but said I still had to go home.

When I got into the car, I didn't want to talk, too scared to do so, so I remained silent. When we got home, Nicole immediately told me I was to deal with the dog's potty area, clean it up, throw out the trash, and clean the makeup off my face (it's waterproof and I had no makeup remover, so you can probably assume how fun it was to get off). I heard the "get the makeup off and deal with the potty area," but didn't process "throw out the trash". I have memory issues, by the way, and have difficulty hearing people, especially myself. So when I finished with my makeup, I went out, thought about what she said, saw the dishes, and assumed I was to deal with the dishes. So I did...Nicole wasn't happy about that, but I did deal with the trash and dog poop. When I finished, Nicole told me to go to my room, sit on the bed, and stay silent. I wasn't allowed to touch anything, move, go to the restroom, nor eat. I had to ask permission to eat, and I had to ask permission to use the bathroom, with only a 5-minute limit.

I did as she said, and when I was finally ready to talk, I did. I told her the truth (just left out the goal of wanting to get put into foster care), but she didn't believe me one bit. She kept telling me I was lying and making excuses, and the only reason she "knew" I was "lying" was because (according to her) "From one liar and manipulator to another, I know you're lying." She then asked me why I tried sneaking next door at 5 in the morning, and I told her it was because I wanted to grab my phone...and now, I am not allowed to be left alone, and when or if I get my phone back, she is getting the code to my phone and searching through it to see why I wanted it so bad. I am now left to stay in my room and not do anything for the entire summer until my senior year, and the rules would follow through into my senior year as well, until I turn 18. And if I tried contacting Sandy and Jay, she would get a restraining order against them AND Kevin as well, so I would be stuck relying solely on her. Her verbal abuse has been happening for years; it's nothing new...

I am just surprised this all happened BECAUSE OF A PHONE. It's ridiculous. I don't know what I should do...but my friends (including one who has gone through something similar) have requested I call the child protective services hotline as well as talk to my principal and say I am not going to go home unless I go to a community home to protect myself from further abuse in the home.

Can I get any advice, please? I don't know what to do...

Drunk me, at 15, with a couple homies

A homie passed me a dmt cart

Before asking I ripped it, hard, I thought it was a thc cart, I took the longest hit you can get out of it, i blinked the pen.

I was suddenly in all black, floating, each and every bone in my body broke, then turned into dust

I felt each individual sensation 

And then I was yanked, thrown, blasted, through a body of water that ripped every particle from my body 

My ego latched on to one 

This lasted days, of pain, suffering, the most unimaginable unpleasant thing you can think of, multiply that by infinity. 

And suddenly I was in darkness, complete darkness, a voice spoke to me, reassured me, told me I had died and it was okay, and she’d take care of me until I passed on. 

I said okay, i waited there for 573,382,923 years, 6 months, 22 days and 38 minutes, all to look at was a clock in a foreign language, telling me how much time had passed, I felt every minute of those years. 

She grew cold. The voice, and one day she left, because she couldn’t fix me she couldnt get me to leave, i spent eons more in that place until one day I did something impossible, I was a particle but somehow I was experimenting with matter 

She saw this, I was pushed back through that body of water, my body was reconstructed, atom by atom, I again felt everything, this felt the opposite though, the reconstruction was euphoric, not painful. this took days, exactly how long it took for me to get torn down to a particle. 

When I got back to that party, I took the cart with me and walked out with my phone, 3 eighths, a pipe and a lighter. All mine- they were in my pockets before I caused a scene in the bathroom and almost died

My homies was boutta call 911, but I woke up, and I didn’t say a word, I didn’t know them, I just knew I was alive again, I walked with what I had and threw that cart over the side of a highway bridge. I don’t know why I did, I don’t know why I even took it with me

Then I went and sat at the foot of a lake, for 2 days, finished the weed, pieced together who I was again, I forgot my name. I spent so long there. 

That was my experience. it’s caused me ptsd and anxiety and a lot of other symptoms insomnia 

My baseline is half a billion years of age, I feel like this every day. I haven’t told anyone. 

i am 18 years of age now.
i feel older than anyone could imagine. every day is so fast and slow at the same time, nothing feels, right. it hasnt forever.

To start I know I’m a piece of shit for what I did I broke the one rule every man should follow. I started hanging out with this friend group about 3 years ago. I had a great time hanging out with these guys I was very depressed before hanging out with them. I started hanging out with these guys basically every day. One of my friends had a girlfriend who was a little to friendly with all of use and me and her ended up getting close. During this time I tried to get set up with a couple of her friends but it didn’t really work out. I would see how my friend was with her and it seemed like he wanted nothing to do with her at points and that’s pretty much the story she told me. Me and her began hanging out alone and I would make sure she told him where she was I didn’t want anything to be weird. She ended up coming on to me and I thought she was pretty and we clicked. I ended up doing stuff with her while they were together the whole time she would tell me he treated her like shit and she didn’t want to be with him anymore. Everyone began speculating but ultimately never found out. They ended up breaking up and me and her continued seeing eachother for a while. Then I found out she had still been communicating with him and they didn’t end up officially breaking up until months later. He was heartbroken when they did and I realized how bad I fucked up. I distanced myself from her for a while but I still loved her. She noticed me getting distance from her and she did the same to me. About a month ago I believe she started seeing another one of our friends which then made me realize this is what she does. I am heartbroken just like my friend although I don’t even feel bad for myself it obviously my fault. This new friend she’s seeing was much closer with the original friend and told him that he doesn’t want to talk to him anymore so I imagine him and this girl are hooking up now. She told me that the original friend basically SAd her and pointed a gun at her which made me feel like it wasn’t so wrong but I assume that was all bullshit. Considering the guy has always seemed like a good dude to me. I’m so angry with myself for ever doing anything with her it was me being weak and lonely and falling in love like an idiot. I don’t know if I should tell my friend what happened because at this point they’ve been broken up for months and I just want him to get over her. I don’t feel right hanging out with him anymore without telling him but I know when I do tell him he and the rest of the group will hate me and rightfully so I did something unforgivable obviously. But now here I am with no friends and no girl of course I got what I deserved. I want to make right with him but I don’t want to hurt him. Don’t really know what to do at this point I know I’m a horrible person for what I did and I regret it everyday. She fed me lies and I ate them right up because it was nice being with her. If I tell him I assume he would never forgive me I wouldn’t either so I’m just stuck with the results of my actions. Don’t know where to go from here I never wanted to be the guy to do that but I did. If you guys have any advice or just want to tell me how much of a loser I am for doing it go ahead but I already know. I will never make this mistake again I wish I could take it all back.

So there is this guy and I can't exactly call him my crush but we do talk to each other and he has kinda confessed that he likes me..We have met around 2 or 3 times and the last time I met he told me something I don't know how to respond to.

The last time I met him was when we had a shoot which he called me for. Along with us there were 5-6 other members. After practice that day, they had booked rooms for us to stay in. Some of us thought of going out for dinner and when we were coming back this guy suddenly got a call. The call went on until we reached back to the hotel and during that time he was off by himself to the side when we were all walking. Ofcourse, I asked him about it later and he told me it's nothing. I did not pester him and he told me he was a little busy so I went to my room and fell asleep.

The next day was our shoot and when we had breaks in between we would talk. During one such break, he called me to the side and told me he would tell me what happened. Then he confessed. He told me that he had an affair with his student in his dance class( he's a tutor) and that she was married at the time. Her husband caught their affair and called him to ask about it and stuff. He told me that that was who had called him last night too. Ofcourse I told him to stop talking to her. He told me that it's not that easy and even if he stops, she keeps on calling him and tells him how scared she is about what her husband will do and this makes him anxious too. He told me he was very lonely during that phase and he couldn't stop himself from doing what he did.

Now i'm confused because I asked him if she was not married would you have been together and he said yes because we have that connection. But he also told me he likes me on the same day? I'm confused and idk what to do. We do chat frequently but not all the time. This is also a sensitive topic for me because I know what it feels like to be the other woman.

Any advice on how to move forward or what to do? I just wanted to get this off my chest.

So I(28M) plan on proposing to my girlfriend here soon, if everything goes as planned we’ll probably have our wedding late 2027. The thing is, I have no idea how to dance, when I try to, I just move so stiff. She’s a dancer so our first dance will mean a lot to her. I’ve been looking at dance lessons they’re a bit pricey and I’m trying to keep as much money set aside for a wedding. Where can I start?

Should I get into any of these programs Business Administration - Management (0055)

Business Administration - Marketing (0013)

Business - Insurance (Optional Co-op) (0722)

I have a trash account. I don't know how to break up with him. We have been together almost 10 months and before we got into the relationship I told him I wasn't ready for another relationship. He kept pushing and I finally gave it. I can't see myself marrying him or tbh any other man. This is the first guy I've talked to and it's not for me. Plus I am very academically talented, honor society, Dean's list, high GPA. He doesn't want to further his education past community college (associates degree). I care for him so I don't want to hurt his feelings but I seriously don't think it's going to work out.

EDIT—why is everyone being so mean already?! I don’t ask for advice in person bc I have literally no one to go to. So I come here. I was scared to even come here bc you guys are so ruthless but please like I said just be nice. If you’re here to call me names or point out the obvious, just keep scrolling. Please. I need kindness and that’s why I’m here for. Not you guys calling my names, that’s not advice.

I’m going to keep this short, because I want you guys to help me. Hi yall. I’m 24F. I’ve been debating on posting this for a year, but I’m to the point I could really use some women advice. Motherly advice, or someone who has been in similar situations. Also, advice from men is appreciated as well since you guys have more insight to yalls behavior.

Backstory/short context:::

I started dating this guy in 2024, and I was 22. I was way more successful than he was, and he would just sit at home and play video games all day. I eventually made him get a job, and he’s had the same one since.(he was pissed that I made him get a job, too. I almost broke up with him over it) Yes he’s gotten promotions but it’s back breaking work for $20 an hour. I have always been the breadwinner, as I was making $80k salary. We eventually moved in together Oct 2025, and I bought everything. Every single item in the house, and we had to start from scratch. Not to mention, I was the one that paid for all of the UHauls AND HVAC for the house. Those are not cheap, so it wasn’t just furniture, blinds, beds. Anyway, Jan 2025 I had some health issues come up, and I was forced to quit my job due to not being able to work.

Now, the story begins. Please give me insight.

When I had to quit my job, I was relying on his support.

He is a very hard worker and he will not miss work for anything. I love that about him, and his job is not easy. It doesn’t support me at all, and I’ve had to sell my car and everything because I couldn’t afford the payments anymore. I was starving all the time, I lost so much weight. We didn’t even have money for food. Every single day I was finding a way for us to eat, and he just went to work. That’s all he does for us, is go earn the money really. & it’s only ever $500 a week. Which, after bills is basically NOTHING. I am not used to this whatsoever. We have discussed him getting a new job, and he swears he will. It’s been a year and a half, and he’s made no effort. He’s even had GREAT JOB offers, but he won’t do it. He will tell me to my face he’s interested, but never act on it. He will beg me not to leave and swear this time he’s really going to change, but he doesn’t.

I went from 150lbs to 108 since being with him. I’m skinny I can see my bones. 5’4 for reference.

So obviously I had to force myself to go to work. I tried a few jobs, but I was so sick I couldn’t do it. I would wake up every morning, throw up for 10 minutes and then cry in pain as I forced myself to go to work. He would be getting ready for work, along side of me just witnessing this happen. Sometimes he would come in and hold my hair, but it was so routine that eventually he didn’t even bat an eye that I was throwing up. I mean, it was the NORMAL. Every day, like clock work. I think that also came from stress, high cortisol.

I couldn’t believe he would let me work like that, instead of finding a more supportive job. We argued over it a lot, and now I don’t work anymore. But here’s the issue. Remember when I said I had to sell my car? Well, he hasn’t been paying his bills. I don’t know why, I wasn’t even aware. His car payment is 2 months past, and I just got $500 for my birthday money from my grandparents. I’m using that $500 today to pay HIS car payment. (Never ONCE has he paid a single bill of mine. In HISTORY)

The only reason I’m paying it is because we cannot be car less. I can barely survive as is now. My brother, who moved to California a few years ago comes to visit yearly. This past November, he said I was the most emotionally drained version of myself he had ever met. (We both have CPTSD from our childhood, so that says a lot) Everyone who sees me, is worried about me. Idk what to do. I love him, I think. I want to be with him because all in all he’s a great guy and he treats me amazing. (I’ve been with shitty guys). His only flaw is not being able to take care of me, which honestly is a deal breaker for me. Unfortunately. Because he’s perfect in absolutely every other aspect.

I mean, I can’t stay with him right? I’ve gone so downhill since meeting him, I don’t even recognize myself really. The only bonus is I think I have gotten prettier haha but I miss having my “woman” body. Need to start eating more again but it’s so hard because my body has gotten so use to this. Sucks to say lol.

Also, just for the cherry on top. His last 2 birthdays I’ve gotten him huge gifts. I bought him a $1000 dream dog, vet visit and all the supplies PLUS a beach trip. Second year I bought him a round of golf at an expensive club, two day beach vacay and $300 gift card to Academy sports. Do you want to know what I’ve gotten for MY two birthdays?? (Oh, and our birthdays are only 18 days apart.)

The first year, I got to go to Tjmaxx and pick out a DOG TOY FOR MY DOG. Yay, so thankful!

The next year, I let him know weeks in advance I wanted to feel special this year unlike last. I woke up and asked what the plans were, and he said “idk what do you wanna do?” And I asked what my gift was and he said “oh shit. What do you want?” And ordered me a $50 bracelet on sale from Coach. Right in front of me.

What THE FUCK am I doing wrong?

Also, I constantly get compared to Megan Fox & he gets so mad. Especially when it’s in person & he gets compared to Morgan wallen a lot it’s insane how often, but yet I don’t think I’d have this happening if I actually WAS megan fox lol. Do u know what I mean? Like, I feel like he would better himself for a chance w her lol. Why not me? Whatever

I hope this finds nice people on here, who can help me without judgement. I don’t have parents to ask or have support, so I’m hoping the parents of reddit come to my comment section 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

Hello to all my Tokers. How long should one abstain from smoking marijuana before a saliva drug test? I stopped just before midnight on Tuesday night going into Midnight Wednesday morning (11:30-11:45ish maybe even 11 PM) And haven’t smoked or took anything thc related( I mainly smoke, i’ve taken edibles from time to time, i think the last time i ate an edible was like 2 or 3 weeks ago). My saliva test is tomorrow (FRI) at 1:30 PM I likely to pass? I brushed my teeth throughly Twice yesterdayy. 1st brush Session, Used Dr.Ticherons Concentrated Mouth wash (Diluted with water) . 2nd brush session I used Mouth wash (Diluted) Gargled Peroxide as well Followed by a brush session (I’ve been using the Colgate Baking Soda and Peroxide mix as well. Sprayed light peroxide on the toothpaste. Brushed again thoroughly, I also used a plastic a tongue scraper (I have a stainless steel one that i’ll use later today as well). Finished off with one more swig of Peroxide( poured a little water in my mouth with it to dilute when gargling( 30 secs) Followed by one more Mouth wash Swig (30 secs) I also forgot to add that i ate a burger cooked in grease on my stove before my 2nd brush session. I also plan to go through this process again today, and hours leading up until the test. I will also try and drink a full gallon plus of water as well leading up to the test. I also plan to take this mouth wash right before i take the mouth swab. One bottle in the parking lot and the next one I will try to see if i can use the rest room and gargle the other one I’ll have with me in the onboarding right before they test me. If i stick to this protocol, will i pass the mouth swab drug screening for THC? I gotta lotta people depending on me getting this Job and I pray i get it. This is the most that I’ve stopped smoking in a while And i really pray I pass this Drug test. Cause at this point, if i Don’t I’M CHECKING INTO REHAB FOR MARIJUANA! PLEASE SHARE ANYTHING YOU HAVE THAT WILL ENSURE I PASS THIS MOUTH SWAB FOR THC tomorrow at 1:30 PM.

I live in a private house in a mountain village. Our street has a couple of houses on one side, and a slope on the other. I don't have many neighbors on the street. But a new family recently moved in on the left side. It was early summer 2025, but it feels like they're still celebrating their housewarming. They mostly speak Spanish. But this post isn't about me complaining about the noise or asking for help about where to go about it. A couple of months ago, they got a boxer puppy, whom they named Paco. I learned his name because I hear them calling him every day, not affectionately, but downright yelling at him. Paco has grown up and isn't as small as he used to be. But the problem is, they don't let the dog in the house. I understand that not everyone lets a dog in the house, but he doesn't even have his own kennel. No matter the rain or bad weather, I hear Paco whining at the door, but no one lets him in. Is there any way I can help Paco? Should I contact some kind of rescue service? The poor dog doesn't deserve to be treated like this.

I’m from a conservative town and I’ve always known I’m a lesbian and I thought it will get better over time but I’m feeling more and more ashamed. I really tried dating guys but I wasn’t attracted to them and I hated myself more for thinking about women. Then I decided to be asexual but I still have feelings for my ex girlfriend and I can’t change that. When I’m with girls I feel so disgusting and guilty after and I cry myself to sleep and pray to not wake up again.
How do I deal with self hate and suicidal thoughts if I’m too scared to tell anyone even a therapist? My family is so homophobic they will kick me out and never speak to me again and I can’t deal with that I just can’t.
I’m only 22 but I think I can’t do this anymore, I don’t have motivation to do literally anything and I can’t eat and I don’t know what to do. My friends are always asking me what’s wrong but none of them are gay and If i tell them they’d think I’m so disgusting. My ex wanted to tell people about us but I panicked and ghosted her and I miss her so much. I’m sick of pretending but but I’m not ready for my whole life to change. I want to move to a different city so bad but I have 2 more years until I graduate uni and I don’t think I can do it. Pls help I’m so confused

Idk if anyone else has this but I feel like Reddit has people who've seen or done everything. Sometimes when I'm listening to music or TikTok especially when I'm focused or excited or daydreaming etc I just have a random habit of squeezing my eyes shut really hard and scrunching my face for a bit? I used to do it as a kid when I was playing with dolls n got excited idk if I did it with anything else I have a bad memory. Is that normal like just a weird random habit?

My wife really wants me to come with her to Paris to visit her sister, her sisters husband for a few days and then all go to Nies, France for vacation. A 9 day trip total.

We have been to many countries together and travel quite a bit. Her desire for travel is a lot stronger than mine (which we are both aware of) and the older I get the less I have a burning desire to go on long trips (I’m 38). In March, we were in Colombia and in April we were on an eight day cruise at 5 islands. It’s now summer in Michigan and I don’t have any desire to travel for quite some time. I love the summers here and have plenty of things to keep me occupied and look forward to without leaving the state. I know this is important to her, but just thinking of getting on a plane, dealing with customs/immigration and doing the eight hour redeye overnight sounds awful to me and quite stressful. It’s not as much about the cost as we are pretty fortunate, but that’s a deterrent too. I looked at prices and for economy are double to triple what they usually are.

Should I say I’m not going? I feel like going is just to fulfill her desires of me seeing France with her and completely ignoring my mental peace. She has been there multiple times but wants me to go. My anxiety has been a bit uncontrolled lately and I have been working through it the best I can with therapy etc.

What should I do? Thank you very much in advance!