Well, after a few years, and a recent explosion, we have hit 5,000 members.
BeltTalk.com's web forum started in 2008 after some controversy in the belt community back then. While I did not own or run them, BeltTalk is considered the evolution of the old BeltMarks forum and going back to the 90's Yahoo Clubs/Groups of Flair for the Gold and Championship Belt Collectors.
The forum this year had a PHP issue that blew up the forum. I haven't had time to fully restore it but I hope to get around to it soon.
The Facebook group exploded to a membership of 17,000 users before Facebook perma banned it because a user kept posting a bootleg belt after we removed it numerous times. And some of you know how difficult it is to get any kind of support from Facebook, thus, the FB group is rebuilding.
When both of those things happened, I started pushing this place more, and I think helped with the recent gain of followers.
The big rule here is no bootlegs. That has been the rule for 20+ years. Buy what you want, just don't post counterfeit belts, ask where to buy them, ask for recommendations, etc. If you have boots in your collection, just blur them out when posting your pictures and you should be fine. This isn't a topic up for discussion so if that upsets you, and you feel you cannot abide by that rule, please feel free to discuss belts elsewhere.
As you can see, I've been on Reddit for a long time. People see my username and might not put 2 and 2 together.
I am BeltFanDan/BeltsByDan/"Dan McMahon" (not my real name, long story).
I started out as a collector in High School back in the 90's when maybe 4 people had "real" belts. We were around when Figures Toy Company first produced a replica belt in 98, through the WWF license deal and all the history up to today.
We experienced the renaissance of real belts production during the peak of Reggie Parks, Dave Millican and Joe Marshall actually delivering belts to paying customers.
We've seen how Pakistani counterfeiters have continued to steal from members of our community, up to the evolution of how much of the belt market they are responsible for now.
Our community has helped new members learn the history and assist serious users into becoming belt makers, releatherers, restoners, YouTubers, influencers, historians, YouTubers, etc. If it involves belts, it ties back to BeltTalk at some point.
I never wanted to be a beltmaker. I was a collector. Many of the belts I would buy would not arrive as described. So I ended up cleaning, repainting, and fixing up belts. This turned into fixing belts for other members. Eventually it got to the point where Dave Millican and Reggie Parks had 3+ year waits for belts. J-Mar stopped delivering. Most of the alternatives were scammers or had large queues. Someone of the forum approached me saying, since you know so much about belts, why not do them yourself. So I tried... and I was horrible at it.
I did occasional releathers and some bootlegs for friends that JMar gave me permission to do. My relationship with JMar is it's own story.
Eventually, I was just someone who could make a belt if needed and had some friends reach out occasionally.
The idea of being a real beltmaker with a business wasn't in my thoughts until Conrad Thompson really pushed me. I've been friends with him for a long time, prior to his explosion as a prominent figure in the wrestling world. His sense of business is uncanny. He told me there was a demand and whoever could fulfill it would be successful. He pushed me to start making belts a business..
So I started an LLC.... licensed some existing belt designs from Troy Lowe and J-Mar, hired some independent artists to make me a bunch of generic belt designs, and started making belts.
One year at the NWA Legends Fanfest in Charlotte, Conrad was excited about a new business opportunity he had coming up; starting a podcast with former WWE executive Bruce Prichard. Conrad pitched me the idea of sponsoring the podcast. I sponsored Something to Wrestle for about a year, and like the first 6 months of What Happened When with Tony Schiavone. This is the only advertising I ever had to do.
The 2nd person largely responsible for my success is David Marquez. I first met David in person at the NWA Legends FanFest in 2008 I believe. Reggie Parks and Dave Millican's business manager, and then NWA head of merchandising, Ed Chuman, asked some of us belt fans to help assist with their gimmick table. I was introduced to David who was running the NWA wrestling portion of that FanFest weekend. Years later he heard that I had artwork for some of his old belts, particularly the NWA Championship Wrestling from Hollywood belts. One of the tag belts was stolen and he needed a replacement. I happened to have that art as part of the Troy Lowe artwork I previously licensed. So I started doing belts from CWFH which then lead me to doing belts for the NWA under Billy Corgan, New Japan Strong, and New Japan itself.
I've also made/make belts for AEW, The New York Yankees, WWE 2K, MLW, The Contender, ROH, Pizza Hut, Bojangles, Gary Vee, and tons more.
I have a normal job and life. I do belts as a side gig. I have enough orders to keep me busy and happy. I don't advertise as I really don't want MORE work. I've raised my prices to keep my demand manageable and give me time for outside life.
So yeah, that's a little about me because it seemed like some people just assumed I'm a reddit mod that knows nothing about belts. While I am the only mod of this reddit at the moment, as the group grows, eventually I will need some assistance, so keep that in mind.
All of the above being said, feel free to ask me anything, or DM me if you have any questions or concerns.
Thanks; Dan
BeltsByDan on TwitteIG/Threads BeltFanDan on TwitteIG BeltsByDan.com for my business and gallery of belts I made BeltTalk.com for the OG forum which is bare bones at the moment.

I’m just genuinely confused and looking for some perspective from anyone willing to read about this whole situation. It’s a long one, thanks in advance to anyone for reading.
My Ex and I dated on and off between 2013 to 2015ish. At the time I was young, immature, emotionally closed off and always had a hard time articulating my feelings. These were problems I had yet to identify personally though. Exacerbating my faults was a very difficult break from my childhood friend group around the time the same time my Ex and I met. Our relationship was not perfect. In fact she had her own issues too. Neither of us had the emotional tool kits to deal with some of each others trauma/issues. Though if I’m being completely honest, I was absolutely crazy about her. I don’t think I’ve ever fallen for someone so deeply as I did her.
We began a long and difficult on-off phase of dating when I found out that she had cheated on me. I thought that I could forgive her and we could work past it. I regret so much of my behaviour at the time. Holding that mistake over her to “win” arguments. Closing myself off from her when I didn’t know how to reconcile my own feelings. I wish I had known how to help her through her trauma before the“messy” part of our relationship had a chance to manifest. I wish I was honest with myself and knew how to identify and tackle my own traumas that obviously pushed my Ex away from the relationship. I just didn’t have the knowledge or ability to help her properly, or myself for that matter. I believe we were the right people for each other and just met at the wrong time.
During an “off” time (late 2015), she went no contact with me and moved cities. I was resigned to never hearing from her again. She changed her number and blocked me on everything. It had been months. It was the longest I hadn’t heard from her at that point. I tried to move on. Started school for my current career, began dating again and started getting serious with someone who I’m currently still in a relationship with. Just when I was starting to go a full day without having her pop into my head, she started to reach out again. It began innocently with her asking for advice. Things eventually didn’t stay innocent and made things messy for both of us again. Repeating patterns that we were both at fault for.
Jump to 2018/19. Again I’m blocked on everything, don’t have her phone number. Honestly, good call on her part though. I was infatuated with her in an unhealthy way. I wanted to find a healthy way to re-connect and asked my SO for advice. My SO suggested I write my EX a letter explaining my feelings. SO’s encouragement made me feel like I’m not crazy for thinking about my Ex still. At this point, I had written a letter apologizing for my inability to forgive her years ago. I respectfully ask for her friendship and explain I don’t want to change her life in any major way, I just want to be a part of it in a platonic way because I really miss talking with her. That I’d always be happy to hear from her. I ask Ex’s mom (who I saw in public from time to time) to give her the letter. I genuinely just wanted my Experience to know I wish we could be friends.
Jump to summer of 2021. My current relationship is strong. My career is crazy though. It has me quite depressed in fact. Due to an injury that was fresh at the time, I’m in chronic pain. I’m being absolutely destroyed physically and mentally with the volume of work that I was reasonable for (building critical infrastructure in hospitals all over Canada during the pandemic). My Ex’s mom reaches out and say that she still has the letter I wrote years ago and that she thinks my Ex may be interested in reading it soon. Pretty overwhelmed with my life, I didn’t feel I was in a healthy place and didn’t want that mental state to be part of any sort of reintroduction. So I asked my Ex’s mom to just throw away the letter, It’s been 3 years as it is anyway since writing it. Though everything I wrote is still true... I’m in survival mode dealing with work burnout and the new injury. Still figuring out how to put myself first in my life.
Don’t hear back from Ex’s mom, but do get a call over Facebook messenger from my Ex a few days later. It’s been 6 years of no contact at this point. Honestly don’t know what comes over me. I’m absolutely trapped in my own head. Hearing her voice both excites me and makes me feel like I’m going to throw up. I’m so nervous, I don’t know why, I’m trying so hard to be calm and kind but fumble everything I say. Can’t muster the clarity to say what I really want. She asks if I want to meet for a coffee and I tell her I’m more comfortable just talking over the phone/texting. Feel the pain in her voice that turning her offer down must have cause. She blocks me on everything again after the conversation. I did get a brief response over an instagram message with her saying that she’s happy to close the door to our past as that she’s not comfortable with on-going contact right now. Fair. I’m filled with regret. I resent myself. My SO sees how hard I’ve beaten myself up over the whole thing. Encourages me to seek help. To understand why I reacted the way I did.
Since Q4 of 2021, I’ve been in therapy. I began medication for my ADHD. I quit my insanely demanding job, and began working in a more fulfilling version of my career with a great company. Physical heath is great, back injury has been addressed and no longer have the pain it’s caused. Also I am on a on total mental health healing journey. I’m addressing traumas from other relationships in my life. Never been this healthy or happier. Address a ton of fucked up trauma from my childhood, reconnect with so many people. Actually even help my mom with her alcoholism and help her start a similar healing journey. I’m an uncle now. Life is so good. Sincerely. — I reacted the way I did years ago talking to my Ex as a trauma response. I was in such dire straits that my ADHD caused an emotional flooding response when talking to her. Situational depression from work left me feeling anxious about everything. Worst timing possible to hear from my Ex. I still feel regret for rejecting her offer to meet. I understand why I reacted how I did now and I’m actively dealing with my mental health problems properly for the first time in my life.
It’s 2023 now. Driving my work vehicle to a job one morning. See a CD under my driver side windshield wiper. It’s a very specific album I once shared with my Ex. Nothing else is with it that I found. Just the CD in its paper album case… weird. Keep the CD. Enjoy relistening to it. Try not to over think it.
Jump to two weeks ago. End of May 2024. Find another CD on my work vehicle. Different album, but also very special and significant (if not more so than the first CD) but only between my Ex and I. Nothing else with it. Just the CD. Haven’t shared my love for these albums with anyone else. Only with my Ex nearly a decade ago now. I tried to send a message request to my Ex asking if she left them on my work vehicle. No response. I literally cannot think of another person who would have left me those two specific albums. I’m just left really confused and don’t kneoe what to think now. My therapist said if it was her, that it is “strange behaviour”. Any thoughts?
TL;DR: A decade ago, I was in a very traumatic period of my life. I had a relationship with someone I absolutely adored. Things ultimately didn’t workout. Neither of us had the emotional capacity to address our traumas and we hurt each other. One other missed connection 6 years later opened old wounds. I’ve been healing ever since. Now a decade later, I’ve found two CD’s (a year apart), both albums significant to me and my Ex only, on my work vehicle. I reached out to inquire about it and got no response. Now I’m just confused. Please advise.

For context -
He’s a full time business owner and under a lot of stress. He was just diagnosed with a severe depressive episode after years of not managing his stress. He’s been drowning in this business. He started therapy and is due for an appointment with his PCP for a temporary SSRI.
I’ve had my own emotional and mental response from this. I’m a stay at home mom, who is a backup worker for the business, manages the home (he doesn’t have to do anything hardly), takes care of our two grade school kids, and I’m going to school to get a degree in hopes of alleviating some of this stress.
We’ve struggled. I just recently stopped drinking because I had an unhealthy relationship with it. This caused issues with us too. I have ADHD, OCD and severe anxiety.
I consider myself an A+ wife. I take care of all his needs. We have a great intimate life, I strive to maintain that for us. I rub his feet on bad days, run him baths, make him his favorite foods and go out of my way to help.
Even so, he just seems so indifferent to me 4 out of 7 days of the week. He barely looks at me when I talk, and sometimes doesn’t even hear me. He gets annoyed with me easily. He doesn’t even smile at me half the time when he sees me after getting home. And this hurts me when I genuinely missed him. He is snappy and avoids real connection. At the end of the day, he stays on Reddit or Facebook or YouTube and stays quiet.
I have communicated. I have expressed my feelings. He becomes annoyed and defensive and it ends in a fight that just puts him in a funk for weeks and it’s not worth it trying to convey is while he’s in this mindset.
Another side note: He is reserved with his emotions. So I feel like I always have to guess or interpret his behavior. I’m always worried I did something to upset him but I go out of my way to make him happy.
When it’s been days of this, then he comes back and just expects me to be there. He doesn’t understand when things feel off. He doesn’t get it when I have an attitude after trying to talk to him to just be told “I don’t know what you want me to do.”
My therapist has encouraged me to focus on myself solely and the rest will come. He will come around. I have and it just seems to get worse when I do.
We have discussed marriage counseling and decided against it due to time, finances, and how busy we are. We literally do NOT have the time between work, kids and school.
I’m starting to feel frustrated and unappreciated. It feels like he doesn’t respect me some days. And I know I deserve communication and a spouse that is excited to see me and cherishes me. How do I manage my own needs while doing my best to support him? Thank you everyone. 🩷

This post is basically just asking for help on what I need to do to get more confident or pretty or whatever. Ive always been the ugly but smart and funny friend. My friends always got attention from guys and people calling them beautiful, and I was just in the background. when i was younger, maybe 4th grade, me and my friends thought it would be cool to pretend we were models. my mom took some cute pictures of us and posted them on her facebook saying "these girls are so cute" or somethinig like that. Now, i had really jacked up teeth before i got braces and this was before. i also have wavy hair and i would brush it out since i didnt know about wavy hair products in 4th grade (obviously) which would make it puffy. all my friends had gorgeous, silky straight hair that i'd always been jealous of. someone commented on it "beautiful girls! except the 3rd one, whats wrong with her teeth? and that hair..." and of course the 3rd one was me. In 6th grade, all my friends had boyfriends and of course I wanted one too, so I confessed to my crush over a facetime call. Surprisingly, he said he liked me back and said he wanted to date. I was so happy and finally felt like I fit in, but a few days later, low and behold: he had posted the facetime call on his snapchat story with the caption "this b***h is so gullible" with a laughing emoji. Everyone started reposting it from my school and saying "God shes so ugly" and other mean things and before you know it I was the laughing stock of the school. My own best friends even made a groupchat with some boys from our grade and sent a super ugly picture of me in it and the boys were all saying things like "damn she needs teeth whitener" and "not surprised shes never had a boyfriend." a while later I thought things had calmed down, but then a bunch of girls started texting me randomly and saying "dont worry youre beautiful in your own way" and I was super confused. Until I found out that a rating page that some popular boys had made got leaked and I was on there. I had a few 1/10s, a few 3/10s, and actually one 5/10. my best friends (the ones who sent the pic of me to the gc) all had 8/10s, 9/10s, and 10/10s. not to mention, im also indian, which has made me the victim in more bullying. my name is alex (which I hate because its a boy name) but everyone would call me alibaba and do indian dances when they saw me. They would ask me how often I eat curry, why I smell so bad, and tell me I should straighten my hair because it was ratty. ive been straightening my hair ever since. Thankfully, I switched schools soon to a private school and it got better. I wasnt bullied anymore, but still in the background. I am left out often, im "apart" of the friend group but i never get invited to things, and im not as close with the group as they are with eachother. Recently, I became best friends with one of the popular girls. She is the sweetest girl ever and is literally PERFECT. even though she is the light of my life, she sent me into a downward spiral. she does EVERYTHING better than me. she is so aesthetic and everything she does turns out perfect, while I screw up literally everything possible. she is so incredibly pretty and once had 5 guys in the class all fighting over her at once so I had to make a pros and cons list with her to help her choose what guy she wanted. also, i wear a shit ton of makeup and have always had acne problems (which ive been bullied for my whole life, but thats another story) and had to go on accutane twice while she ONLY wears mascara and has crystal clear skin and pin straight healthy hair and still looks 100x prettier than i ever will. one time i liked a guy and we started to get close and I actually thought he liked me back. he posted on his story that he liked somneone from school so swiped up and said who and he said the friend. I shouldve known by now that i am not the type of girl that guys have crushes on, but i was still sad. I joined the singing team at my school and thoght it was something special that only I could do, but then she started sending me voice messages of her singing, and wow. i quit the team not long after, because whats the point? they all hated me anyways. Shes so sporty and has joined every school sports team, while also getting MVP on all of them. she knows all about sports which is probably why the guys like her so much. I think that im pretty smart, i get straight As and distinguished honor roll every trimester, but so does she. I am a dancer, but I am pretty mediocre. there was "bring a guest to dance day" and so I brought her. Of course, she excelled in it naturally and I made a fool of myself. her family is the picture perfect family, she had three older brothers and her parents are together and the whole family is close. meanwhile, my broken family consists of my dad (who is literally 75 while im 14) being a sugar daddy STILL to this day after cheating on my mom WITH a sugar baby (which im ashamed of), my sister (whos autistic) having a different dad than me whos currently in jail for tax evasion, and my mom (who is 51) trying her best to raise us. my friends dont even want to come to my dad house because a new sugar baby is there every night. ive ALWAYS been ashamed of having old parents and a weird family. im so jealous of my friend, she is so funny, sweet, beautiful, athletic, and just all around perfect. I try to be confident, but whenever I do something good, I always think "she could do it better, so it doesnt matter." I try my best to do my makeup,k straighten my wavy hair, and wear blue contacts since I want guys to notice me, but its to no avail. Have you ever read the book "best friends" or "real friends?" yeah, thats my life story. I recently went to six flags with her and some of my other friends and there was a group of guys following us around until they decided to come up to us. They all immediately went up to her, asking for her number and snap, but they eventually started hanging out with my other friends. except for me. there was only one guy not hanging out with a girl, and i thought he was kinda cute. I didnt want to embarrass myself though so i kept walking alone. one of the guys friends said to him "why dont you talk to her, shes alone" and he said "dude i dont wanna get stuck with the ugliest one in the friend group." After that, I said I needed to go to the bathroom and cried in the stall. when we were going on a ride, it was a two seater and he had to sit with me since all my friends and his friends had already chosen their people. he refused to go on the ride with me since i "smelled bad" so i ended up sitting with a random person. in my opinion, i think im average looking. theres nothing striking about me. ive got brown eyes, brown hair, fairish skin, and im average height. I wish I was shorter and skinnier with a better body type, but ive tried every workout and dance just makes me build more muscle and look more manly than ever. i also binge eat so much and watch movies for comfort, but regret it so much after. i look in the mirror and all i see is a fat pig. all i want is to look feminine and pretty but i look like a man. I have a boys name, i am so hairy that not even shaving can save me, i have a deep ugly voice that sounds like a clown, and i have ugly, manly features and a big nose. and HOLY SHIT, my laugh sounds demonic. i literally SNORT when i laugh, it so disgusting i immediately want to die after. and OF COURSE, my perfect best friend has a pretty girl name, grows very light body hair so she doesnt even need to shave, a cute voice and adorable laugh, and the cutest button nose and soft brown eyes and pretty straight brown hair. honestly, not even makeup can save me at this point. like, im so done with this "everyones beautiful in their own way!" "you are just different, and thats okay!" like no its not!! I dont want to be beautiful in my "own way" I just want to be beautiful! ive planned to get a nose job in the future and ive wanted to get blonde highlights to make myself look more interesting, but i doubt it would help. I also hate my personalty. im super weird which my perfect friend from before thinks is funny, but everyone else thinks im annoying. ive tried to be normal, but i just keep going back to my weird self. all i want to do is have guys pay attention to me to, and ive tried to wait for my "person" but im afraid they wont come. im going into freshman year of highschool with no relations with a boy whatsoever, not even a talking stage, while everyone else has boyfridnds and their first kiss. im so scared that i wont get a promposal, teenage love, a boyfriend, or even get married. i want all of these things so bad but i just dont think im pretty or cool enough or have any traits that a guy would want. ive been thinking that adopting kids or a sperm donor would be good, but its not the same. all i want is for someone to get me, and love me for me. i just dont know what to do, what is wrong with me? why am I always the butt of the joke, why am I always the forgotten one? i know im only 14, but im so done with this. ive been the ugly one my whole life. my whole life. ive gotten pretty comfortable with being by myself and ive grown to like it more than the company of others, but i wanna experience not being alone for once. i know this sounds pathetic, but i really just need help.

This is mainly just a text where I can tell this story and vent out frustrations I had, sorry in advance.
TL:DR: I[17M] got led on by the girl[17F] whom I cared more than anyone for a year
It started around the end of the school year in 2023, where I [17M] was with one of my friends for pictures for prom. I then get a text from a girl[17F] from my grade saying I looked great in my prom suit. This was the first time I ever received a compliment that wasn't from family members in years, so it stuck out for me. Later that night I sent her a text telling her she looked amazing in her prom dress. Since then, we got closer than I ever thought we would've.
She started texting me more, just talking about stuff in general. Eventually during the summer she asked me if I wanted to go see a movie with her, and I said yes, we saw Guardians Of The Galaxy 3. After that she invited me to the pool to hang out, and I went with her. I then invited her to see new the Flash movie, and during it she ended up half asleep resting on my shoulder. It was around here when I started to fall for her.
The next day she invited me to the pool, and when it was getting semi-late we headed back to my house, where she fell asleep on me and started twitching. I then held her hand to try to calm her down, which is when I fell for her. While she was asleep, I realized how much I cared for her, and how she was the first person I was ever comfortable with any form of physical contact.
She eventually went home and we kept hanging out during the summer, and when school came around for our senior year we had a talk, where she asked me if I had a moment where I wanted a hug but didn't know how to ask for one. I told her truthfully, that no I never had a moment like that, since I genuinely don't like people touching me. She called me out on that and pointed out I held her hand while she was asleep on me. I told her it was because she was 1.) Twitching and I wanted to calm her down, and 2.) Because she's only person I'm that comfortable with.
After that talk she got more and more comfortable with me, eventually she started taking my hoodies, and kept making physical contact, like putting her hand on my thigh (I'm ticklish there) or laying on top of me. She started to cuddle up with me and do all the couple stuff, and one day we came back from a festival. That was the day I fell head over heals with her. Everything about her I loved. Her smile, eyes, nose, laugh, humour, and personality. She made me feel the happiest guy in the world.
It only lasted a month.
The next month, October, she became more distant. Something happened and I don't know what it was. She started distancing herself, and kept talking about other guys. She stopped inviting me to stuff. Then she stopped sending me the silly tik toks she used to. She then stopped talking to me after school. Then she started to replace me, whether it was going with other friends to the movies, or hanging out with me.
She then broke my heart, when I saw on her story that she skipped school to go on a date night with some guy from one of her classes. It was around this time when I started to loose feelings. Soon came valentines day, which was already a bad week for me due to other personal reasons. She sent me a snap telling me happy valentines day with a heart emoji. I then asked if she wanted to go see a movie with me the following weekend, to which she first said yes. We didn't end up going. She hung out with other people ignoring the plans we made, and got mad at me for asking her if we were still on for the movie.
Then as soon as the year started, it ended and graduation was soon. 2 weeks prior to graduation, I realized what I had to do. I was already majority mentally checked out, and I knew the only way for her to no longer drive me to the point in which I feel like I'm going insane, I couldn't be friends with her anymore. But I decided to give it one last chance, with my graduation party.
I had my graduation party the day prior to graduation, and I invited her and her family to it. She accepted the invite and her family was also supposed to come. They didn't. She said her family forgot, and when I asked her if she still wanted to come, she said she already ate. I was sad, and I just told her k, and didn't reply anymore. To which she told me to "grow tf up". This was the first time in a while in which I felt both angry and sad. For starters, one of my family members, whom I rarely see, wanted to see her, and he was only there for 3 days, but that was no longer happening. Plus I told her about this week's in advance, and she still didn't show up.
Then came graduation, to which she and I walked together for graduation. I didn't talk to her during graduation, since I knew I couldn't do it if I talked to her. So about 2 days after graduation happened, I un added her on all social media platforms. Snapchat, Instagram, Facebook, and tiktok. Even so, this was still not the end of it.
About 1 week after graduation, she contacted my mom, asking her what happened to me and why I " blocked" her. I sent her a text message explaing the hurt, confusion, and mixed signals she did to me. She said she only did that because she valued the friendship over a relationship, and wanted to keep the friendship. She said the reason why she got more distant was because she was sad she might not see anyone again after graduation. And even if I did ask her out around September, she still would've most likely said no. And it doesn't even end here.
3 weeks after graduation, she and I went on a canoeing trip that is part of an extracurricular we were both in. I overheard her talking about me to the other students there, saying that I was pathetic for blocking her 2 days after she updated her Facebook relationship status, which I didn't even know until she said that. During the canoe trip as well, she would constantly ignore me, which I understand. It still hurts though, since how can someone go from being lovey dovey with you, to ignoring you and replacing you not even 2 months later.

I need some advice on how to overcome C-PTSD from bullying.
I was bullied by a girl I was friends with for 10 years from high school.
She would yell at me, gossip about me to all of her friends, be friends with someone who dislikes and stonewalls me, constantly show up late to our hangouts like 2 hours, yell at me even though I waited all day for her and made her dinner etc.
This and other barbaric behaviour resulted in me getting severe cptsd and now I struggle so hard with self doubt and I’m scared to even use Facebook where everytime I log on I feel scared that people are gossiping about me and I deleted a bunch of old high school mutual friends on my Facebook and now I feel like there’s something severely wrong with me.
Please help.

Isa akong batang laking mahirap. All the kinds of bullying naranasan kona and kahit I am on my adult stage na bakat na bakat padin sa ala ala ko kung ano ang mga napagdaanan ko during my years of schooling.
During my elementary days way back mga 2004-2010, baon ko 2 pesos a day pero hindi pa araw araw may baon. Minsan nag aabot sila mama at papa ng 5 pesos ng monday and that's it for the whole week. I am too innocent in those time kasi Im proud to say na never ako nag cocomplain to my parents regarding that,siguro dahil alam kong wala din naman magbabago if I ask them kasi I know na walang wala din naman talaga sila. Minsan yung mga kaklasmayt ko pa noon tinatawanan ako pag tinutulog ko lang ng recess time namin kahit yung tiyan ko tumutunog sa gutom, while them enjoying their meals and have money on their hands to show off. They don't wanna be friend with me either kasi di ako nakakasabay sa kung anong meron sila kaya ako yung typical na batang PAPASOK sa skul ,UUPO,TAHIMIK at magsasalita lang pag kinakausap. Ang tanging alam ko lang non is disiplinado ako ng mga magulang ko kaya naman never ako nanlimos ng kahit ano or nainvolve sa gulo or na guidance sa skul, if my conflict man non sakin at sa klasmayt ko, umiiwas nalang ako at mananahimik kasi takot akong magkamali eventhough sinasabihan na nila ako "DUWAG" "LAMPA" etc.... One time may pinapa project si teacher sakin that requires money to buy it. Sinabi ko din naman kila mama pero they can't provide so pagpasok ko ng umaga sa skul, sobrang kabado ako kasi lahat sila may maipapasang project and ako lang wala. Then when my name called by our teacher sinabi ko yung totoo but the teacher just say "Baka gusto ako pa magprovide para sayo" sabay tawa. Until then naging hobby na nya akong pagtawanan infront of his co teachers at sa mga students at ako lagi inuutusan taga bunot ng puting buhok nya.🤣 well nakakatawa nalang sya sakin now pag naaalala ko
Fast forward... 2011 Highschool days... I enter highschool like elem na walang wala din. All my things are old, from bag to notebooks, yung lapis ko parang nasa 3 inches nalang ang haba kasi di ko napapalitan. Even my slippers have butas na which is naging reason ng bullying din. Yung ibang klasmayts ko laging kinukwestyon bakit daw ganun di ako mabilhan ng mga magulang ko pero di ko sila sinasagot. Just like elem days, ako yung tipo ng stujanteng tahimik lang sa upuan, kaya ang tingin ng guro namin sakin "MABAIT" pero may mga guro padin na hindi talaga ako nagugustuhan dahil sa bagay na wala ako na meron madalas mga klasmayts ko. Malayo ang skul namin sa mga bahay namin kaya nagbabaon kami ng pang lunch namin. Madalas baon ko araw araw is itlog,pancit canton na isang piraso tapos ginagawa kong pang recess at lunch na yun. Even that thing I was questioned lagi by my klasmayts but I don't answer them. I was so lonely nun kasi wala naman gustong makipagkaibigan sakin, even if may groupings, I was left alone and doing my activity alone. If you guys are wondering how's my marks in school? I was a regular student and never ako na fail sa subject ko kasi yun din habilin ng magulang ko sakin. I was so obedient to my parents even those times na pinag aabsent nila ako para magtrabaho sa bukid at para may baon ako sa school.Then the next day, I will be punished in school for being absent without telling them my reasons. I know how hard my life is kaya nangangako ako sa sarili ko na I have to finish my studies kahit anong mangyari. There are some teachers who love humiliating me in front of many students for the things I have, such meron daw ako shoes na old pero walang socks, butas ang pantalon, and ngilaw na ngilaw ang puting uniporme signs of it being old enough. One thing I am struggling about is yung yellow pad paper, yun kasi gamit namin ng highschool and most of them have it tapos ako pag humihingi ako ayaw din naman ako bigyan, kaya ang ending I'm using notebooks as alternative for it. My teacher would question it again pero same thing, my silence is my response. In those years, teachers are allowed to beat students as sign of disiplina and I was beaten as a punishments for not providing projects and unattended classes dahil sa need ko kumita ng pera para may pambaon. Pag binabalikan ko siya, awang awa ako sa sarili ko. And those people who treated me that bad, I still remember them but I forgave them. Masakit lang pag naaalala ko😭 I just can't imagine na nalagpasan ko siya na ako lang magisa at walang nasandalan even my parents. All those bullying I have received from my society, inako ko lang magisa yun at none from my siblings and parents knows about it.
Fast forward...2015- 2019 College... This one is the most legit na sobrang hirap. Pero bago pa mag umpisa ang semester nun I confront my self na kahit anong mangyari " I have to be a regular students,walang bibitiw at wag na wag babagsak sa kahit anong subjects
1st -2nd year college ko, I tried everything I can, to provide for my own tuition fees and allowances. Yes nagbibigay sila mama at papa pero hindi kasya, minsan 150- 200 lang kaya nila iabot for a week allowance, ang bording house ko laging delayed ang bayad, and my tuition is always on hold kaya laging suki ako ng special exam. Pinasok ko mag work as taga dilig ng halaman and care taker ng isang bar and grill for the night and study in the morning. I have no choice but to do it cause ayokong mag stop sa pagaaral. Kaya naman pag sumasahod ako sa part time ko, binibili ko ng mga sapatos sa shoppee and then I resell it on facebook market online around the city. After my class ng afternoon dun ko sila minimeet up sa city and there I earned money. Tho, of all the efforts and hardships na ginagawa ko still my studies is my top priority. I was so payat sa sobrang pagod, puyat at stress.lagi pa akong nag nose bleeding and I was so worried for my health pero tuloy ang laban. Again, none from my siblings and parents knows about it. I kept it all alone and di din naman sila nag tatanong kasi they thought I am doing fine dahil wala din naman silang narerecieved na reklamo sakin. BULLYING? ofcourse di padin ako nakaligtas jan, I was called "EWW ANG ITIM, MUKHANG MATANDA kasi di nakakapag ahit ng balbas at nakapagpagupit" minsan sasabihin pa nila "Huy kumain ka naman para ka nang kalansay" without knowing my whole story. One time I cried inside the confort room kasi I couldn't help myself na mainggit sa mga classmates ko nun na after class they will be having a talk about san sila mag lulunch if sa Jollibee ba, mcdo or sangyup. Samantalang ako, after class I was so busy meeting people with their orders. Minsan nadadaanan ko pa sila sa fast food having a good time while ako may bitbit na malaking basket puno ng sapatos na idedeliver.🙂 If my mandatory na event sa skul na need attendan, I used to ask people I don't know if may pwede ba akong mahihiraman ng susuotin tapos sasabihin nila try nila hanapan ako pero they then laugh at me afterwards. I feel so ashamed of doing it but I have to. So ayun na nga iniignore ko lang yung mga moment na tinatawanan ako sa looks ko, sa mga bagay na wala ako na meron sila. Basta focused ako sa acads ko nun at sa pagkita ng pera.
During my 3rd yr college. Yung part time kong work nagsara so I was forced to stop working with them na. And so yung pagbebenta ko ng sapatos nalang ginagawa ko. I was so lost that time kasi diko alam ako gagawin ko. Malaking tulong yun sakin lalo na 2yrs nalang kailangan kong tapusin sa pagaaral at mas malaki ang expenses ko na.Isang araw papasok ako ng gate sa skul and there are posters around our campus about scholarships and yung minimum qualified average. I have know idea if abot ba ng average ko dun sa offer ng scholars. so I run towards our registrar to request for a certificate of my grades. My world just stop for a while and I'm in tears kasi naabot nga. 86.04 yung average ko and the asking is 85.0.lang. moving forward, I got the scholarship and it helps me with my tuition fees. Kaya ang pinoproblema ko nalang non is bording house ko. Until meron na namang ibang offered na scholarships sa city so kahit sobrang haba ng pila,tiniis ko kasi I know it will save me. Luckily God is so good to me kaya I got them. That's why sa huling taon na pagaaral bago grumaduate, everything goes well and smooth because of those 3 scholarships. I Gave up selling shoes and focus sa exams nalang until I manage to graduate.....
July 2019.... FINALLY GRADUATED AND A CERTIFIED DEGREE HOLDER OF PSYCHOLOGY....
2024 update about me? I am now in a good path, I took a career that is relevant to my degree and still want exploring more things...

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Link the account to the original Google play or twitter or my email! I will not stop no matter how manny times i will have to request it in mail, ingame or here.
I want to know what do you guys need to prove that someone is the right owner of account because manny people and me are having the same issue. I lost my account because someone stole my twitter and after some time i got it back but it was too late because pubgm acc was already relinked and when i did recover it he did a claim and stole it back to him. I have everything that proves me as the first owner and i have proofs of Twitter data logs and emails from twitter that my account has been stolen and email was changed 3 times in like 2 weeks time.
The UID is 5124102300 and my email for linking is adam.valkossak@gmail.com
Help me out please after 2 years i have done everything + more, so manny email that i cant even count them all and so manny photos that it is filling up my google photos and also apple cloud storage.
Email i sent from valkossak.a@gmail.com sounds like this:
Hi,
My name is Adam Valkoššák iam from Slovakia and for past 2 years iam trying to recover my account.
I need to know how to prove to you that iam the first owner of account UID 5124102300.
I have sent multiple emails, claims, chat discussions back in 2022 support chat and still didnt get any good response.
I can see that none of the support team has even looked at the proofs i provide every time in my google photos folder link - https://photos.app.goo.gl/SGVVDRzXiWLb66eC6
I sold my device on facebook marketplace and forgot to sign out from xiaomi account and probably Twitter too. At 05/14/2022 my account on Twitter was stolen and next day pubg mobile account UID 5124102300. I got my Twitter account back at 05/30/2022 but it was too late since my pubg account was already relinked. I have sent manny support chat messages with proofs but i was talking to robot so nothing happened since it was complicated. In july 2022 i have sent first email but to wrong email.
I request you to look at the proofs that my account was stolen and relinked. I know you have words like “its been a yesr ago” or “we cannot prove its you” but if you do not read and look at it i will be forced to upload video about it on social media and sue Tencent for helping scammers to commit fraud in interest of financial profits from new accounts made. I have everything to provide for you to relink my account back to me but you have never said what you need or what you want to see and if i send something you do not look at it and say something else.
Please in your best interest consider contacting me back with questions you need to be answered otherwise iam going to be forced to use legal actions and making these problems public because iam not alone.
I believe that there is atleast one person human enough to help me recover the account. Probably info you need:

1. The reason it being stolen is that my passwords were leaked when i sold my old device on Facebook marketplace. The first account stolen was Twitter and my ingame login was Twitter.
2. I tried to contact him via ingame chat where he told me he bought my account from someone else called Taurus or Tauros (i have chat screenshot in Slovak and Czech language and if you translate it you can verify it yourself) photos will be added to this email. He then didnt wanted to talk so i got my friend to ask him about it where he told him his name on Facebook Stefan Krikava which i checked the email and it was correct. 3. I got back my account for 2 weeks via his Facebook and i linked my own email address. When i contacted Krikava he told me okay he will give the account back to me but he wanted from me over 1000€ so he wanted to sell me back my account ( there are resellers which do that in CZ/SK pubg mobile scene and multiple abroad resellers ). So he has given the account to me and waited for me to send him money, after 2 weeks he did a claim because he had all the recent informations and UC receipts. (I have our whole conversation saved in Facebook Messenger as a proof).

Right now he doesnt contact me even when i told him i reported this to police.
All i want is back my account where i have memories of over 4 years with manny friends and my brother. I can show and tell you anything just work with me please.
If you translate the Messenger chat he was making fun of me and 24.09.2023 he said that i didnt give him 1024€ so he did claim and doesnt want to give back my account anymore.
in case you ask what accounts i used to do claims other than email. I tried via ingame support through multiple accounts linked to my social media or email. My main account is now 51784884574 but i also used account linked to Twitter, Facebook, new emails and also my phone number. I was so desperate to get my account back that i tried everything but the problem was i didnt had 6 months old informations because back in the time it happened there was only support 1.0 not the new one and there it felt like imposible to explain to the robot what i want. So multiple accounts was used but the one i send you UID 51784884574 is my main account for now with linked email adam.valkossak@gmail.com. Also used manny times account with linked Twitter @AValkossak.
Some informations: Friend nickname KristiXx i had name kokotikmalinky in 2018 Added screenshots of payments that are trackable to the account and also player nicknames plus some gameplay screenshot. You have there also payment accounts on google pay i hope it helps to show payments done from that to the UID 5124102300. You have there me showing off my account profile with my brother as Retardator1337 he had his account linked to his Facebook (no longer in use) You have there devices used to play the game in 2021 and i can also tell you that i used Xiaomi Redmi 5 plus and xiaomi redmi 9 some time. Before being stolen i was using iphone 13. At that time i was in Nitra, Slovakia. Right now iam in Germany working. The guy is from Czech republic and he is still in Czech Republic. Highest rank i had was in squad (4 players) solo with 3 random people on Erangel mostly Ace Master. Mostly active buying was around 10th day in the month to 15th day because i had salary on 10th day. In Nitra around that time i played with Retardator1337 (my brother) in the evening or solo squad mostly. When i could i shared links to my secondary facebook as you can see in one screenshot. I have registration number from 2020 i have first time linked to facebook dates and more dates but i dont know which one will help me and if those will be correct because i had more accounts when i accidentally turned on the game via wrong social media. So for example Facebook was linked 8/22/2018 but i dont know if thats correct to that account. Also i have added screenshot of me refunding pubgm payment that might help because i think you register that somewhere.
Best regards,
Valkoššák Adam
Photos are in the link to shared Google Photos folder where you have all the proofs of chats, payments and more. Please look at it because i tried manny times and you didnt even look and i know you didnt because i can see who looks at it.
I HAVE MORE INFORMATION AND MORE PROOFS AND PHOTOS JUST ASK WHAT YOU NEED.
Thanks again, have a nice day and iam awaiting a good response

I need some advice on how to overcome C-PTSD from bullying.
I was bullied by a girl I was friends with for 10 years from high school.
She would yell at me, gossip about me to all of her friends, be friends with someone who dislikes me, constantly show up late to our hangouts like 2 hours, yell at me even though I waited all day for her and made her dinner etc.
So this barbaric behaviour resulted in me getting severe cptsd and now I struggle so hard with self doubt and I’m scared to even use Facebook where everytime I log on I feel scared that people are gossiping about me and I deleted a bunch of old high school mutual friends on my Facebook and now I feel like there’s something severely wrong with me.
Please send help.

I’m going to go in order, but for starters, I’m F21, and I’ll go by Evie.
When I was 11, I had a friend, we’ll call her Katherine. One day, we got into a huge fight and stopped talking. Me, being immature, I decided to make burnefake social media accounts to try and talk to her as different people. As I portrayed these “different people” and catfish them, I would text her and ask her, “Oh yeah, I went to that school a few years before you did. Do you know this girl named Evie by any chance? We were good friends, I didn’t get a chance to make friends with other people. She was so nice.” Eventually, Katherine found out about all these fake accounts I made, didn’t say anything and just blocked me. On New Year’s Eve 2022, I rejoined Instagram after deleting my account in 2021 for a personal break, and I saw her account on my explore page. I reached out to her and told her that I was so sorry for all the hell I put her through, that the “I was 12 and stupid” excuse is no excuse at all, and I will hold myself accountable for my wrongdoings. I didn’t hold back on how bad I felt. I wanted to talk to her, deeply, one-on-one. We didn’t have to become friends or anything, I just wanted to clear the air and make amends. To my surprise, she blocked me. Happy New Year’s to me, I guess.
Then when I was 13, I met this girl online, we’ll call her Nichole. We met randomly through a One Direction group chat on Kik and became best friends, we talked every single day for 2 years. Just like Katherine, I wanted to make another account and text Nichole, ask her about me since “I talk about her all the time,” and see what she would say about me in return. Like Katherine, Nichole found out eventually, and sent me a super long message on Kik. She was so angry, and blocked me on every single social media. I’ve tried to reach out to her about a year or two later, and she never answered and left me on read. But last year, her Facebook popped up. I took this as a chance, and sent her a really long, remorseful text. I told her how deeply sorry I was, how I should have never hurt her and betrayed her trust the way I did, that she meant the absolute world to me. I wanted to be the bigger person, an adult if you will, and handle things the right way. I felt a deeper sorrow for Nichole than I did with Katherine for some reason, and I was truly trying to make things right. The text was so long that I had to break it into three paragraphs. I waited and waited, and I saw that her profile disappeared. I thought maybe she deleted her Facebook account, but it turns out she blocked me. I took this incredibly hard and even went back to old, destructive habits.
I feel so stupid and pathetic, man. I want to make things right, I want to apologize for those I done wrong. It wasn’t easy to admit my careless idiotic mistakes. It wasn’t easy to reach out to these people. It wasn’t easy to hold myself accountable for catfishing Katherine and Nichole. This guilt, no matter how long it’s been, even though I am 21 now, eats me up. So shamelessly bad. I’ve ruined and damaged friendships that meant so much to me.
And I’ll never be able to get them back.
But then again, it’s nobody’s fault but my own.

In the tranquil atmosphere of my living room, which doubles as my office, I find myself lost in thought. With ESL classes complete and college summer school assignments under control, I have a rare moment to reflect. As the day draws to a close, I ponder: when I look back on this time in my life, what memories will remain?
The past few months have been a whirlwind, marked by a move and a staggering 90+ hours of travel across Thailand by bus. Now, I am once again in the midst of preparing for another international adventure, carefully packing belongings into storage and suitcases.
Now in my early thirties, I can’t help but feel a bit surprised at how much of my life still seems up in the air. However, I am quick to remind myself of the extraordinary experiences and personal growth I’ve undergone since leaving the United States. Despite the ongoing reinvention, I take solace in the fact that some aspects of “me” remain constant.
Over the past five years, my life has experienced monumental changes — transformations I could never have imagined a decade ago. I have embraced these shifts, recognizing that our lives often demand flexibility and adaptation in ways we don’t always anticipate. While I may not have everything figured out, I am grateful for the memories, lessons, and unique perspectives that have come from my many travels and experiences.
Five years ago, I was at a significant turning point in my life. In the preceding fifteen years, from ages 15 to 30, I had dedicated myself to caring for ill relatives. Alongside this responsibility, I managed to carve out a career as an interior design journalist, writer, and booking agent for comic conventions when time allowed, though opportunities were limited.
Then, at the age of 30, I experienced a series of losses, as I lost my my relatives and my younger sibling, Bob, started her own family, embarking on a new phase of life. This period of transition made me realize that one can become an “empty nester” just as easily at 30 as they can at 50, depending on their unique circumstances.
Amidst these profound changes, I made a career pivot and started working as a supervisor for the Department of Education’s Disability Discharge program, handling escalations. Concurrently, I embarked on a journey of learning the Korean language and began pursuing a business degree on a half-schedule.
Amidst the turbulence of the pandemic, I discovered a passion for language exchange and obtained my ESL certification. This led me to become an online ESL teacher, balancing multiple roles — teaching ESL part-time, working full-time for the Department of Education, and studying for my degree.
After more than two years with the Department of Education, I was informed that my division would merge with another, leading me to make a pivotal decision. I chose to take a substantial pay cut and transition to teaching English full-time, simultaneously preparing for an overseas move. This decision was a gradual one, unfolding over the course of a year as I downsized my belongings and moved items into storage.
In December 2022, I bid farewell to the United States and have not returned since. Despite encountering various challenges during this period, I can wholeheartedly affirm that I would gladly face them all again rather than returning to live in my home country. This sentiment is not rooted in any anti-American sentiment; instead, it arises from the profound sense of belonging, safety, and comfort I have discovered in my new “home.”
Even in the face of these difficulties, I remain steadfast in my conviction that it has all been worthwhile. In just a year’s time, I will have earned my Associate’s degree in Business, with the added benefit of graduating debt-free due to grants, scholarships, and personal savings.
With my Associate’s degree in hand, I plan to continue my academic pursuits and work towards a Bachelor’s degree in Business. Attaining this higher level of education will not only significantly boost my earning potential but will also open up a world of visa options, enabling me to secure long-term residency in my chosen country.
Once settled, my dream of establishing a home and becoming a “den mum” to adopted children will finally be within reach — creating the family I’ve always yearned for before I am forty.
A recent conversation with a friend led me to reflect on the divergent perspectives on success and ambition. My friend, dismayed by the economic and demographic issues in their home country, argued that there is little hope in any Asian country for those with ambitious goals, particularly when it comes to home ownership.
I have come to understand that success, for me, lies in achieving a comfortable life where I can support my loved ones in times of need. Specifically, my kidz and, if I am fortunate enough to have a partner, I want to be able to know I can provide for them temporarily if they fall ill/have to retrain/find another job at some point. Whether I rent or own my home is secondary to this goal. In essence, it is the intangible aspects of a fulfilling life - family, stability, and security - that constitute my ultimate ambitions.
Ultimately, when I reflect on this chapter of my life, I believe it is the people I love — past, present, and future — and the cherished bonds we’ve forged that will resonate most vividly in my memories. These deep connections, the people who have become my home and in whom I have found a home, will remain forever etched in my heart.
Moreover, I'll treasure the memories of my many adventures - the exhilaration of speeding through bustling Phuket streets on a motorcycle taxi, the surreal experience of enduring a 6.0 magnitude earthquake in Taipei, and the adrenaline rush of navigating Hanoi's frenzied traffic. These unforgettable moments, combined with the good people I've met, the stories I've gathered, and the transformative journey of self-discovery, will serve as constant reminders of the life I've lived and the resilience the people I care for and myself have shown along the way. Both together and before we met, when we were/are apart, we will have faced and overcome challenges, and those trials only strengthen the bonds we share.

memoriesforlife #lifegoals #ambition

okay so this might be long because i want to provide as much detail as possible so you can get the full picture. i (23NB) have lived in this NYC apartment for 4 years, and lived with one of my roommates (24F) (will be referred to as “A”) for the entirety of the time i’ve been in the city, which is 6 years. we were assigned roommates in college and just kept living together because at the time we were good friends and it worked! we had rotating 3rd roommates throughout the years and dealt with a lot of crazy shit together, including a violent roommate, but that’s a story for a different day. so this roommate and i had been having some issues for the past couple of years because she got addicted to ketamine. i felt responsible for her because it started out as us using recreationally together but she spiraled out of control with it and honestly the entire situation was just a lot on me. throughout her addiction she was doing, at one point, 16 grams in 3 days, so i was really worried that she would die, not to mention she doesn’t really test her drugs and was getting it from a neighborhood that’s notorious for fentanyl. it honestly became my full time job to take care of her, but at the end of the day I was just trying to be a good friend. after some therapy/self work, i now realize how enabling the role I was playing actually was, but it was just the position that I was put in and I had also never dealt with something like this before. I feel like for further context, i should add that A’s parents pay her rent and for a lot of things for her. she had a part time job at the time and was also in school but left due to her addiction. the situation that i am in is very different, my family does not support me financially and i pay for everything for myself and have made my way pretty much on my own. i’m pretty established in my neighborhood because I am a tattoo artist at a local shop and also have worked for 3 other businesses within the same few blocks. i also consistently have multiple jobs at once, now i have 3, and for a long time I was working 6 days a week. not really relevant to the situation but needless to say, i already have a LOT on my plate. anyways, so yeah. for about almost 2 years, i was dealing with my roommates addiction. i watched her overdose and throw up on herself 5-7 times, she projectile vomited all over the house, i have dragged her out of a pool of her own vomit, she would consistently lie to me about whether she was high or had bought ketamine, and our other friends and i would go through her room to make sure she wasn’t hiding it countless times, (to no avail obviously, she would always lie and say she didn’t have any more when she did, hidden in hard to find places.) it affected everyone in our friend group and in her life. but especially me because i was really the only person who was physically present for it all. i tried talking to her about it at first, and was very understanding and patient with her and genuinely was doing my best to help because she was my friend, we were really close, and I didn’t want to see her die or ruin her life. she also expected me to say something to her and would tell me that i should say something if i thought she was high. she would say this when she was sober and it started off an an “accountability partner” thing, but eventually became very codependent and unhealthy. even when i would ask her, she would lie. i made it very clear from the beginning that all of this was damaging our relationship, but i was still doing my best to be her friend and be there for her. at one point, i even took the drugs out of her room and hid them in mine to take to another friends house the next day to dispose of them, and she went into my room and found them. it reached a point where I made her call her parents and tell them what had been going on. calling her parents had honestly been in discussion for a while, and the sober version of her agreed that it needed to happen. she got a slap on the wrist and sent to the mental hospital for a few days, she even convinced them to let her out early! her parents also weren’t really involved in her care at all after because she has never been disciplined in her life, her parents think she can do no wrong. she relapsed soon after she got out and at this point, I started taking a lot more space for myself because I was mentally and emotionally drained and it was clear that all my efforts were in vain. this was after dealing with it for about a year. honestly, i should have definitely started planning on moving out around this point. the reasons I didn’t were the fact that i still considered A to be one of my best friends despite what we had gone through, all of my jobs are like a 5-10 minute walk away, and I also loved my room. i put a lot of time and effort into decorating it and I had also lived there for a long time and for a really great price, $850 for a huge room with a dishwasher, laundry in building, AND a rooftop i can smoke on outside my window with a view of a GREEN backyard with PLANTS. not some concrete bs. that’s UNHEARD OF in nyc. im also not really great with change, even if it’s for the best, and to be honest i was also naive and thought things would eventually go back to normal. this was a person that i previously trusted a lot, i didn’t think she would normally do these things to me. anyways, eventually she got sober and then my, at the time, best friend of 7 years from home, a state across the country, moved in. (22 F, let’s call her “B”) we met in high school and I was in the class above her. we only went to school together for a year before I graduated and moved to NYC, so for the past few years, our friendship had been over facetime/seeing eachother occasionally when I would come visit. B’s background is similar to mine, the state we’re from is very impoverished and we both left the religion we were raised as. another huge reason she moved here was so that she could start medically transitioning and get on estrogen. i was really excited for her and also wanted to support her in her transition, im also non binary and we come from a really transphobic state, so growing up queer in the south was like a huge part of our friendship, and when she moved in, she didn’t have a lot of gender affirming clothes, and i had a ton of clothes, so i gave her a bunch of mine, i sent her resources, lent her books/zines, point is i really was trying to support her, and before she moved in and even throughout us living together we would talk for hours about this stuff. also, normally, i would not feel the need to even mention the fact that someone is trans, but all of this is relevant to the story. i will also add that I know now to never live with friends! at the time, i thought it would be okay because I trusted her and we seemed to have good communication on roommate matters and i think we both had good intentions going into it. we would say things like “i don’t plan on moving out on bad terms” “we can communicate and respect eachothers boundaries!” etc. i also knew that she really wanted to move here because she had talked about it for years and she came and visited before she moved in. so yeah, things were great at first, but not for long. so I am someone who, like I said, am at work most of the time and when i come home from work I just want to relax and smoke weed and chill and if you know me in real life, you know that i’m not a very beefy person and it takes a lot to really make me upset, i’m generally chill about most things, honestly to my detriment. so the first signs of things starting to go south were when B started to say that I was ignoring her. this was confusing to me, as we hung out most days after I got off work, and she even had a job herself at the time, (she’s been fired twice in the past year and was unemployed on and off) so she wasn’t like completely trapped in the house all the time. I would try to inquire further and understand why she thought I was ignoring her, and reassure her that I’m listening. she started telling me that she needs a lot of reassurance, and i told her that I am happy to reassure her whenever needed! we talked it through and i genuinely started to put in a lot of effort into making sure i was being fully present during our time together and also making sure I was hanging out with her enough. this evolved into us having very extensive conversations for hours where she would bring up the fact that she still felt like i was ignoring her, and i would reassure that I was not purposefully ignoring her, im listening and really trying. and almost daily she would bring up a problem that she had with something that I said or did. she even at one point started tweeting about me, saying things like “do u even consider others?”. she also asked me to be on constant emotional monitoring for her, which i told her that i will not do that. i don’t really pick up on subtle social cues or “shade” and also it’s not my job to do that. if something upsets you, you can communicate with me about it instead of being passive aggressive or expecting me to be able to read your mind. plus, real friends don’t have to be responsible for every single emotion! at one point, she told me that she was mad at me because living together wasn’t living up the the idealized version of what she thought it would be. she would also guilt trip me like a LOT. she would be like “as a friend, you should be doing ____ for me” and her requests got more and more ridiculous as time went on, one of them being to basically force myself to start listening to a genre of music that i simply just don’t like or want to listen to during my own time, insinuating that i would be a bad friend if i didn’t like the same music as her. and to that, i tried to explain to her that we don’t have to like the same music in order to be friends and that i don’t care if she listens to music that i don’t particularly listen to on my own, although i am happy to listen to her recommendations, i am picky about the music I listen to. basically i felt like she was trying to find any stupid reason to say i was a bad friend. it started to really annoy me, because i already had a lot on my plate, and honestly i just didn’t have the bandwidth to be fully present all the time, especially after dealing with my other roommates addiction for so long. i needed space and time for myself really badly, and I felt like I was trying really hard to please her to no avail. all of this was incredibly exhausting to deal with. i tried to communicate this to B, but it never got through. during these very tedious conversations, B would say things that were extremely concerning, such as “You need to stop triggering me!!!” to which i responded, “okay let’s make a deal, i will be more mindful of your triggers if you work on managing them.” she would also constantly make accusations at me. for example, she accused me of laughing AT HER when i was not, and I was laughing at something completely unrelated. there were many other times that she accused me of doing and saying things that I never said or did. she would twist my words a lot, things i told her in confidence, and use them against me, adding an entire new meaning to what i was saying. and if i disagreed with her or got even a little defensive she would be like “You just pissed me off!!!!” i honestly felt like she was just picking on me and criticizing me at a lot of points, because I could literally breathe wrong and it would be an issue. i now realize that she actually just needs to create drama, but i didnt want to admit that at the time. again, during this time I was trying to be very calm during our conversations when trying to reassure her and explain myself, but internally I was very stressed out by all of this. at some point during all this, A relapsed. this was a disaster, B knew about the relapse and was lying to me about it. i was especially upset because the way A relapsed was she asked me to unlock the parental password on her phone so she could “update apps”, but instead she downloaded the app she uses to text her plug, so essentially she tricked me into enabling her relapse. i messaged her parents immediately and told them. at this point, i felt like it was expected of me to do that. of course, they basically did nothing for a while, it got really bad. A was basically not functioning at all. she would tell me that she didn’t care how she made me feel. our other friend came over and went through her room and babysat her to make sure she wouldn’t do ketamine but she pretended to go to sleep while he was literally crying next to her and she got up and did it right after he left. a lot of horrible things were said, i would express the fact that i hate that i can’t trust her, and she would scream back “i don’t want you to trust me!”, amongst many other awful things. we would hear loud snorting like every few minutes every single day, which was extremely stressful. she broke the stove because she was high, it was affecting the way she looked and her physical health, and at this point it was a safety concern for her and for B and I, because we did not want to be responsible if something happened to her and this was affecting us tremendously. eventually, B and I called her parents and told them a lot of details and begged them to send her to rehab, I had to send them a long text message being like super blunt about the fact that she needs to get professional help or she will die, and they were basically saying that ultimately it’s up to her, which was bullshit in my opinion, but she did end up going. during the time A was in rehab, things with B got progressively worse. a lot of weird and horrible things started happening, she berated me for like over an hour about one of my closest friendships, that she met once and got “bad vibes from”, i told her that I didn’t want to be put in a position where i have to defend my other friendships to her, especially ones that have nothing to do with her, and that this person is an extremely good friend to me, and that she didn’t have to be around her if she didn’t want to. i was asking her to stop but she wouldn’t! she was pulling bullshit reasons why i shouldn’t hang out with this person anymore out of her ass. for context, B drinks a lot, and she drank the night we all hung out while my other friend and i didn’t really drink. she was like “i actually HAD to drink that night because your friend was making me so uncomfortable!” which, that night was extremely normal and chill, nothing bad happened at all, also don’t blame me or anyone else for your own habits! she would pick fights almost daily. on halloween, we got drunk together with one of the people she was seeing at the time, and she ended up berating me in front of this person for ignoring her, not respecting her, etc and the person had to step in and tell her that she’s making pointed comments at me and not hearing me out, and that she was being horrible to me. (this is not the only time someone hung out with us together and then told her that she was being an asshole to me.) that night, she said a lot of hurtful things, such as “at least i don’t have a bunch of fake friendships!” (as if my friendship with her was the only “real friendship” i could have) and “you don’t have the lesbian experience you claim to have!!!!” (what does that even mean??? i’ve been lesbian since before we met lol) and she also falsely accused me of saying that being a lesbian is worse than being a trans woman, which i never said! i have never even thought that and that is not how i feel at all! at first i tried to explain everything using logic, but eventually i basically told her to stop projecting her insecurities onto me and to stop dragging me into her shit. she slammed the door in my face when we got home. we didn’t talk for like a month. during this month, i really needed some outside support, so i reached out to some trusted people to tell them what was going on and get some advice on what i should do/ how to handle the situation, and to get an outside perspective. honestly, that night was the straw that broke the camels back and sent me into a full mental breakdown from the stress of everything that had been going on in the house. i was like scream crying every single day for the entire month, unable to function at work, not thinking clearly at all. everyone in my life was telling me i should just move out asap. i think i was just extremely upset because I then realized that my relationships with both of them were not healthy, but i really cared about these people. i was extremely disappointed in how things were going, and i was also extremely worried about both of their wellbeings, i didn’t want anything to happen to them or to not have them in my life. and i was also upset that they had been being absolutely horrible to me and i was honestly just sick of being treated like shit by my roommates at this point. honestly i was an asshole when i would talk about it sometimes, but how was i supposed to be kind when everyone was being so cruel to me for no reason? i was honestly really mad, especially because B knew the stress of taking care of A, like why are you adding to the intense stress i already had just experienced?? during this time, i realized that all of this was happening because of B’s untreated BPD. to clarify, i do not care about people having bpd or other mental health disorders as long as you are not hurting other people, which, B was hurting me a lot and honestly our relationship was pretty destructive to my mental health. i also realized that these friendships were wildly codependent and unhealthy, and I needed to set boundaries. i can only take so much abuse!!! and i felt like a scapegoat for both of them and a crutch in the situation. although i still cared for these people, i knew that this was not sustainable long term. i could not handle the weight of A’s life on my back or the way I was being treated by either of them, or the fact that my home was not actually safe. at first, i was going to move out and take a break from the friendships, with the intention of hopefully rekindling when we were all in healthier places, but also the need to move out felt super urgent. the stress from this entire situation had leaked into every area of my life. i was doing poorly at work, every person in my life was telling me how i needed to get out asap because this shit was bad for my health and they had watched my mental health deteriorate because of it but i really didn’t want to move, i had lived there and known these people for so long. after chatting with other people who have bpd who are in therapy and live an emotionally healthy life, they told me that what really helps people with bpd is if you are honest with them and encourage them to seek treatment, as well as setting clear boundaries around their behavior. i was the closest person to her at the time, so i wanted to be honest with her and try to help, i wrote both of my roommates long text messages explaining how i felt and what my boundaries were moving forward. they did not take this well! they started justifying their behavior to eachother, and made me out to be the villain in the story. A told B that i told other people she had bpd, which i did do! but i did that because i needed support and advice, and I also couldn’t handle the horrible treatment i was receiving, the weight of all of this was extremely heavy. not because i was trying to “turn people against her”, as they were trying to make it seem like. this is a real life adult issue, not some petty sides picking bullshit, and i genuinely needed support because everything that was happening was making me feel insane and extremely stressed out. I even previously asked A not to say anything to B to make the situation worse and that at this point I just wanted to have conversations surrounding solution. B was upset that I told people what was going on and accused me of being manipulative. i honestly understand why she would be upset about that, it’s a very stigmatized disorder and it wasn’t really my place to share that information. i also told these people those things in confidence, i didn’t expect them to tell her i said anything to try to make the situation worse. and i also only told people that i trusted and honestly i just wanted help and support and an outside perspective and to express my feelings. after i sent the long text messages to my roommates, (i let B read hers in person so we could have open dialogue and A hers while she was in rehab so she could talk about it in therapy) (also i know that long text messages are not the best way to communicate and work through issues, im going to avoid doing that in the future) B’s response was basically something like, yeah i have bpd and yes I was projecting my shit onto you and lashing out at you, but I used to do way worse things to people. but thank you for typing this out and i’m gonna start going to therapy and working on it. she also said something like “well. friendships are through the good, the bad, and the ugly. sorry that you saw my ugly side!” like. okay. a real apology would be nice lol. in the days after this, i ended up having a huge mental crisis from all of the overwhelming stress and could not function properly, i had to go to the hospital. once i got back from the hospital, all I wanted to do was work on myself. i started creating distance from them and going back to therapy and al anon, and really started trying to pull my own shit together. i apologized for telling other people and said that I wouldn’t tell anyone again, and i didn’t. A’s sibling and i suggested that we go to family therapy so that we could have healthier relationships, A’s parents even offered to pay for it, but it never actually happened. things were kind of okay for the next few months. i wasn’t as close to either of them, but i was okay with that because I needed space and to be able to focus on myself. i talked about it a lot with a therapist, and i was essentially trying to maintain the friendships in a non codependent way. i honestly just kept to myself for a while and started taking a lot more alone time. forgot to mention, another reason they were mad at me was because I was going to move out on short notice (before i went to the hospital), but I also was going to find someone to fill the room to make the process less stressful for them, and i was vetting people to make sure they would be a good fit, and i wanted A and B to meet and approve of the person. i needed to get out of there as fast as possible, but i wanted to put effort into finding someone compatible with them. i already had a place to go lined up, but it fell through (the stress of trying to move also contributed to me going to the hospital and the situation i was going to go into seemed great at first but turned out to be a complete mess), and i also felt really guilty and horrible, so i ended up staying and trying to repair and maintain the relationships while also taking adequate alone time and upholding my boundaries. anyways, a few months pass, all i have been doing at this point is working on myself and going to work and coming home and chilling, there hasn’t really been much conflict besides the normal A being a passive aggressive asshole (which she always has been. looking back, i don’t even know how i was friends with someone like this) and B would still say disturbing things every once in a while, such as comparing me to past friendships that didn’t work out, and at one point she even flipped the narrative subtly to make it seem like i “had an outburst for no reason”. (when she is actually the person who had the outbursts towards me), and generally just blame shifting a lot in subtle ways, saying I was the one who “changed the dynamics of the house”, even though all I did was set boundaries and take time for myself, plus, the previous dynamic obviously was not working. but honestly i was just kind of ignoring it. at this point the dynamic has been A and B spending most of their time together, (they also have a codependent friendship) and me mostly keeping to myself, but hanging out occasionally and being cordial in the apartment. I was okay with that because I really just wanted alone time anyways, and I made it clear to them that I need time to work on myself, which i was doing a lot of, and B started therapy so I thought we were all just kind of working on ourselves at this point and trying to move forward. so one day, A and B go back to A’s home state together for a week, i was honestly a bit upset by this because we originally planned to all go together, we have all always gone together in the past, and honestly i thought things were chill now that everyone was in therapy, plus we had hung out on purpose occasionally. nope! once they got back, they told me I had to move out! i was extremely upset by this. honestly i was at my wits end with their bullshit, especially since A had continued to be an asshole to me even when i was still being kind and normal to her. honestly i am glad I had to move out, my life is going to get a lot better now that I don’t have them in it, but I was still just like. pissed because honestly my only objective this entire time has been to exist in my house and also I just felt like it was unfair especially considering the fact that they were the ones who were causing the issues, although I do recognize my part in them. i was codependent AF and trying to fix my friends, enabling horrible things to happen in my life to the point of going actually insane, i had extremely poor boundaries in the name of trying to be a good friend, and i should have left a long long time ago. but anyways, when they told me I had to move out, i basically said that I agreed and that I didn’t want to live with them anymore, i slammed my door and blocked them both on instagram, i also removed all of my personal belongings from the common areas. thankfully, my real friends were all there for me during this time and letting me crash on their couches. i didn’t really want to be in the apartment. within the next few days, i started getting harassed over text by their friends and unfollowed by people who were associated with them. they started going on a smear campaign against me! their friends started harassing me over text, saying “you need the mental hospital. stop pissing in glasses and stop speaking on trans people. seek the maximum amount of help possible” so basically, at this point, they’re basically telling people things that are blatantly untrue. i have never pissed in a glass before, in fact, i know B has pissed in cups in her room for her whole life (probably where she got the idea from) besides, pissing in cups isn’t a crime! also, at this point, i thought we had already talked out and worked through the me telling people about B’s BPD. so i messaged them and I was like. “can you guys please stop slandering me. this has been a traumatizing situation for all of us. honestly i would prefer for this to be as smooth as possible. i have not pissed in a glass and i have no idea what i even said about trans people that was offensive or hurtful” and they responded by saying “we have proof you were misgendering me and the shit we found out was before A’s relapse and before we had a fight”. so basically, while they were on vacation, they went LOOKING for things to use against me. A’s relapse was 8 months ago at this point, why are you digging stuff up from back then to use against me now?? i also have no idea when i misgendered her, and it was obviously a complete accident. i went through every message i sent in the past year that had anything to do with her and couldn’t find any misgendering. at this point, i did not inquire further because I was sick of having to defend myself to someone who is committed to misunderstanding me and also manipulating the situation to make me seem like a bad person. honestly, i don’t care much about the smear campaign, because most of those people i didn’t really like anyway, and the ones i did who believed them, i know now that they’re not my real friends. (even though it’s the same people saying that the way I was treated by A through her addiction was incredibly unfair to me, and asking why she is doing this to me. how dare I be actually affected?!) although the saying i’m transphobic thing is really frustrating, especially considering the fact that i literally invited you to come here SO THAT YOU COULD TRANSITION and the fact that I am also non binary. but also, how are you going to come into my home after I invited you to move in with me out of the kindness of my heart, start yelling at me and attacking me constantly and disrespecting my boundaries, kick me out of MY OWN HOUSE, and then smear my name, saying things that are blatantly untrue, to people i knew for years BEFORE YOU MOVED IN, who I INTRODUCED YOU TO ???? anyways, B went into my room while i was at work and took all of her artwork off my walls, which i don’t care about the artwork, but her going into my room made me really uncomfortable, so I installed a lock on my door until I could move out. B also ripped my mentor at the tattoo shop’s artwork off of the walls, stole it, and when i demanded it be returned it was returned to me vandalized. (she knows that my mentor wants the best for me and supports me in many areas of my life). so at this point, i’m being harassed and my items are being stolen. i had to get out of there asap, at this point it was a safety concern, it has honestly been a safety concern this entire time. so I ended up finding a place that’s the same amazing price and great quality in the area that’s still close to my jobs with people who are actually healthy and normal!!! and i moved out a month before I was supposed to because my mom and the rest of my support system agreed that it was not safe for me to stay another month, i didn’t tell them that I was moving early because I knew they would damage my things. It took me 2 days to move, and the night in between me moving, they stole my bike and put it out on the street. and A admitted that she did it out of spite because I moved early. so I stole some things back to get even and I also did not repaint or repair the room like I was supposed to, (i was going to originally before my bike was stolen) but I left her my deposit to cover the repainting etc. i also unfortunately dumped old protein shake on the floor out of pettiness and hatefulness. i am not normally like that but I was FUMING. that was definitely that angriest i have ever been in my life. i ended up paying the rent for the month I wasn’t there. But A still decided to message me on facebook, where I forgot to block her and send me an invoice with a bunch of “damages” to the apartment, demanding that I send her $1700 to get the entire floor replaced, new doors, etc. her numbers were ridiculous, it was a bunch of bullshit and I told her that i wasn’t paying it, to never contact me again, and blocked her. her parents pay her rent, it’s not about the money for her it’s about being a vindictive and entitled bully. plus, i really don’t owe her shit at this point. anyways, i have learned a lot of lessons from all this and am working on acknowledging my part in all of these issues and am going to start going to codependents anonymous to start rebuilding my life. obviously i have a lot to learn and work on within myself, and i was not perfect throughout this, even though my only intentions were to be there for my friends and exist in my own house. honestly i never want to see either of these people again! i hate them both so deeply for making my safe space unsafe, and for everything else they’ve done to me, including making my PTSD incredibly worse. and from now on I am going to leave friendships WHEN ITS TIME instead of dragging it out, and hopefully now I can choose better friends and have stronger boundaries, and in the future when tough situations arise i will be more equipped to respond in better ways. hopefully i never have to go through anything like this again!!

hello! i'm an incoming g12 student po and curious lang po if anong grade level kinukuha ni pup kung g10-12 ba? i think there's a low chance of me being admitted to pup since mechanical engineering kukunin ko (sta. mesa) kasi po upon checking it requires grade no lower than 85 sa math and sci.
my questions are:
• i saw a post on facebook that yung g11-12 lang na average mo for sci, math, eng ang pinagsasama then may average na then ayun na basis nila? pls enlighten me po huhu kabado talaga ako if pupursue ko ba :<
•may chance po ba na mabawi ko 'to for g12 if ever? i'm aiming for higher grades and how i wish i could've done better nung past few months huhu i don't know what to do na po kasi i was bullied kaya i don't show up at school that much hence my low grades
my grades po are quite low and for reference po i'll drop it here po
G10 pep-test gen ave: 80 eng: 87 math: 83 sci: 81
G11 1st sem ave: (86) pre-cal 1st- 75 pre-cal 2nd- 81 (78) statistics 1st- 88 statistics 2nd- 91 (90) earth sci 1st & 2nd- (80) genchem 1st- 90 gen chem 2nd- 89 (90) ucsp 1st & 2nd- 90 reading and writing 1st- 84 reading and writing 2nd- 89 (87) kompan 1st- 76 kompan 2nd- 83 (80)
2nd sem ave: (87) bascal 3rd- 80 bascal 4th- 83 (82) genchem 3rd- 86 gen chem 4th- 90 (88) disaster risk 3rd&4th- (80) gen math 3rd- 88 genmath 4th- 89 (89) 21st lit 3rd- 88 21st lit 4th- 92 (90) philo 3rd- 86 philo 4th- 88 (87) health 3rd- 92 health 4th- 95 (94) pagbasa 3rd- 80 pagbasa 4th- 83 (82)
•if i ever pass the pupcet and i get grades higher than 90 (sci, eng math) sa 12th grade, is there a chance that i can get in sa mechanical engineering? if i ever don't qualify i might not proceed with pup :<

I need help and you know you’re desperate when you take your problems to Reddit. To sum up my situation, my parents got divorced when I was in high school back in 2015, separated in 2014. My dad always had a drug addiction that only got worse over the years, and to put it simply, he is a monster who hides behind the computer. He bullied my mom for years telling her she was fat & disgusting, told his coworkers my mom died from cancer, told her friends that were in a diff state we previously lived in that she had died in a car wreck, and those are only a few examples.
2014 is when he got out of control and completely lost it at work and emailed my mom from his work email how disgusting she was (among other words). We got an order of protection, they got divorced, and since then he’s been living homeless in Las Vegas. We know this because he updates his Instagram and Facebook with regular posts talking about hookers, casinos, and drugs and is registered to vote at a homeless shelter (atleast that’s what Google suggests)
It’s been 10 years and he still reaches out sending incredibly inappropriate messages that we don’t respond to however now he has retaliated and is beginning to reach out to our jobs, and I’ve had it. I want it to stop.
Is it even worth reaching out to our police station to file a report against someone who is homeless all the way in Las Vegas when we’re in Tennessee?

First time posting, sorry for any grammar and spelling errors. Advice is always appreciated. Hello to Vincey and The Click if you read this.
A bit of backstory
I (23 F) have this friend, Ann (23 F) that I've known since freshman year of high school. After graduating, we lost contact for a year due to moving cities before reconnecting again at a job. We agreed to move in together and few months later, her boyfriend (now fiancé) moved in as well because his needed a place. Since both our names were on the lease, they needed my approval for the landlord to allow it, and even though I hadn't met him, I agreed. I even helped him find a new job.
Fast-forward a year later and the boyfriend got a promotion in a different city, the original plan was for me to move with them because, again, rent is high and I had nowhere else to go. Well, right as we were applying for rental houses, Ann changed the agreement at last minute stating that they would only let me stay with them for a year before I'd have to move out after I asked how the lease was going to go. I wasn't planning on living with them forever, but with the short time frame I wouldn't be able to save up enough to get my own place in a city I've never been to with an even higher cost of living. He was not aware of this change until I texted them in our group chat about declining to move because of the short time span. I was upset at the sudden change of plans, only because this was three months before our lease was up, but I found a different apartment with the help of a friend's family who would lease me one of their properties to me to keep me off the streets.
This whole time, they were planning their wedding and asked if I would be a bridesmaid. Of course, I agreed. I had known Ann for almost eight years and was becoming decent friends with the future groom. After I moved, Ann made a Facebook post about the wedding date being changed to this November instead of next year. Feeling confused, I messaged her about it so I could go buy a bridesmaid dress. Ann just says she isn't doing a bridal party anymore, but I would still be invited. Two weeks ago, Ann posted, once again, on Facebook and announced that invites were sent out and that we'd get them by the end of that week. That only fifty people could be invited and there was no reason for someone not to be invited besides not having the space.
I still haven't gotten the invite she had said I would get. I understand that it's her wedding, but both her and her now fiancé expressed that they wanted me there, they wanted me to be A PART of the wedding, but now I'm not even invited to attend. I just feel used. I did so much for them, only for her to change plans that affected my living situation and not invite me to her wedding after previously being a bridesmaid. I sent a message expressing how I felt hurt and why I did, but she never responded and our mutuals started scolding me for it.
So, AITA for confronting my friend after she cut me from her wedding?

hello! i'm an incoming g12 student po and curious lang po if anong grade level kinukuha ni pup kung g10-12 ba? i think there's a low chance of me being admitted to pup since mechanical engineering kukunin ko (sta. mesa) kasi po upon checking it requires grade no lower than 85 sa math and sci.
my questions po are:
• i saw a post on facebook that yung g11-12 lang na average mo for sci, math, eng ang pinagsasama then may average na then ayun na basis nila? pls enlighten me po huhu kabado talaga ako if pupursue ko ba :<
•may chance po ba na mabawi ko 'to for g12 if ever? i'm aiming for higher grades and how i wish i could've done better nung past few months huhu i don't know what to do na po kasi i was bullied kaya i don't show up at school that much hence my low grades
my grades po are quite low and for reference po i'll drop it here po
G10 pep-test gen ave: 80 eng: 87 math: 83 sci: 81
G11 1st sem ave: (86) pre-cal 1st- 75 pre-cal 2nd- 81 (78) statistics 1st- 88 statistics 2nd- 91 (90) earth sci 1st & 2nd- (80) genchem 1st- 90 gen chem 2nd- 89 (90) ucsp 1st & 2nd- 90 reading and writing 1st- 84 reading and writing 2nd- 89 (87) kompan 1st- 76 kompan 2nd- 83 (80)
2nd sem ave: (87) bascal 3rd- 80 bascal 4th- 83 (82) genchem 3rd- 86 gen chem 4th- 90 (88) disaster risk 3rd&4th- (80) gen math 3rd- 88 genmath 4th- 89 (89) 21st lit 3rd- 88 21st lit 4th- 92 (90) philo 3rd- 86 philo 4th- 88 (87) health 3rd- 92 health 4th- 95 (94) pagbasa 3rd- 80 pagbasa 4th- 83 (82)
•if i ever pass the pupcet and i get grades higher than 90 (sci, eng math) sa 12th grade, is there a chance that i can get in sa mechanical engineering? if i ever don't qualify i might not proceed with pup :<

For context -
He’s a full time business owner and under a lot of stress. He was just diagnosed with a severe depressive episode after years of not managing his stress. He’s been drowning in this business. He started therapy and is due for an appointment with his PCP for a temporary SSRI.
I’ve had my own emotional and mental response from this. I’m a stay at home mom, who is a backup worker for the business, manages the home (he doesn’t have to do anything hardly), takes care of our two grade school kids, and I’m going to school to get a degree in hopes of alleviating some of this stress.
We’ve struggled. I just recently stopped drinking because I had an unhealthy relationship with it. This caused issues with us too. I have ADHD, OCD and severe anxiety.
I consider myself an A+ wife. I take care of all his needs. We have a great intimate life, I strive to maintain that for us. I rub his feet on bad days, run him baths, make him his favorite foods and go out of my way to help.
Even so, he just seems so indifferent to me 4 out of 7 days of the week. He barely looks at me when I talk, and sometimes doesn’t even hear me. He gets annoyed with me easily. He doesn’t even smile at me half the time when he sees me after getting home. And this hurts me when I genuinely missed him. He is snappy and avoids real connection. At the end of the day, he stays on Reddit or Facebook or YouTube and stays quiet.
I have communicated. I have expressed my feelings. He becomes annoyed and defensive and it ends in a fight that just puts him in a funk for weeks and it’s not worth it trying to convey is while he’s in this mindset.
Another side note: He is reserved with his emotions. So I feel like I always have to guess or interpret his behavior. I’m always worried I did something to upset him but I go out of my way to make him happy.
When it’s been days of this, then he comes back and just expects me to be there. He doesn’t understand when things feel off. He doesn’t get it when I have an attitude after trying to talk to him to just be told “I don’t know what you want me to do.”
My therapist has encouraged me to focus on myself solely and the rest will come. He will come around. I have and it just seems to get worse when I do.
I’m starting to feel frustrated and unappreciated. It feels like he doesn’t respect me some days. And I know I deserve communication and a spouse that is excited to see me and cherishes me. How do I manage my own needs while doing my best to support him? Thank you everyone. 🩷

When I went to work yesterday, I was greeted by an email sent by a coworker to almost everyone in our facility complaining about how the Pride flag being flown on our grounds is discriminatory. He asked why we aren't flying a straight pride flag and listed off examples of customers who saw our Pride flag and dramatically refused our services (tearfully declaring the sight of the Pride flag to be a betrayal I think is how he described one of their responses). I was initially pissed. Why can't he just let us have our representation? Why can't he exercise a little empathy. Then it occurred to me, the coworker in question is normally shy and withdrawn, and when he does speak, he's usually sweet and encourages empathy for others (although I've never actually heard him speak about LGBT people). Sending this email was very out of character for him.
So, I vented my frustration to another coworker, who showed me a Facebook post from the first coworker's brother. It was about 75% identical to the email my coworker had sent. The parts that were different were about the institution that had been flying the pride flag, while the parts that were the same were the criticisms of LGBT pride. So, we googled the brother, and found he'd filed a major lawsuit against his local school district for discrimination, because they refused to display a straight pride flag. And it wasn't just the school district he was suing, this guy listed individual teachers that he was suing too. That article linked to the Instagram of the brother's attorney, who apparently specializes in conservative social agenda cases.
I assume that my coworker's email and his brother's Facebook post were both written by the attorney and I assume this means he's going to be coming after my organization next. I work for a large organization, so it would be really easy for me to keep my head down and stay out of it to avoid being individually named like those teachers were, but at the same time I don't want to let the organization be blindsided by this attorney. Should I just assume my organization's legal team has seen the same things I have or would it be better to try to find a way to warn them?