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I’m one of those people that tear up a bit when talking about something truly terrifying, I’m tearing up while remembering this experience now. I had a close and dear friend years ago, we went to high school together and instantly became close as we enjoyed the same everything. Movies, games, activities and so on. This friend had a beautiful cottage in Muskoka, which was about an hour and a bit from the area we lived in. They would talk about it a bunch, saying how awesome it was to go there in the summer as it was right on a river and was perfect for swimming and paddle boarding.
They also said it was kind of haunted, just passing comments about how it was spooky, how they’d hear things at night, how it was probably home to a ghost. They always said this jokingly like it was no big deal so we’d usually laugh at the idea that their beautiful and pretty much newly built cottage was actually a ghost house. Fast forward a couple of years and they invite me out to their cottage in October, the family was going up and my friend asked if I could come with. I was super excited to go because I’d never really been to Muskoka and knew how beautiful it could be (especially in the fall) and also how often my friend mentioned the fun they’d have at the cottage.
I want to now preface what comes next with the fact that I have never had any paranormal stuff happen to me, ever. I don’t disbelieve it and never have, but I’ve never been in a position where I’d feel like “okay this is definitely paranormal stuff” until this event. We get to where the cottage is located in this small community called “Matthiasville”. As soon as we enter I get this weird feeling, like a shadow had been cast. It was a beautiful sunny day with good vibes all the way up until we crossed the bridge that led into the community. The weather turned overcast but it wasn’t that, there was a heavy and weird energy. We’re driving along the riverside for some time, I tell my friend about the energy feeling to which they said “oh I know, it’s weird right? Like heavy.” Things lighten up however when we arrive at the cottage.
This place was absolutely beautiful. New build, three floors, big deck on the second floor and tons of windows that went floor to ceiling. It overlooked the river and it had a forest trail at the back. The trail was way too thick with brush and wood to even try navigating so we spent a lot of our time out by the water and on the big deck, chilling. We’d drive into the nearest town (Bracebridge) for some outings and at night we dedicated our time to beating the CoD: World at War campaign, split screen. It was an absolute blast. We went for a long day walk too and saw some of the interesting points of matthiasville, a big dam and beyond that, a strange and small graveyard that was situated on a slight hill at the very tip end of the community. All the graves were old, and some of them were unmarked, others you couldn’t even make out what the stones had written on them. It was eerie but nothing out of the ordinary happened for the first two nights we spent there.
On the third and last night, the dad had to head home early for some work stuff so it was just my friend, their mom and myself hanging out for the night. The mom was sleeping in the loft way way up on the third floor, and we made the basement floor our home for the weekend. We decided to watch a movie and eat snacks, but when that was finished I suggested we go out for a night walk since it was a clear night with a big moon out, and I loved going for night strolls plus we hadn’t really been out and about after dark, and the place was pretty beautiful at night too.
My friend was really against this, they said the place was spooky enough during the day let alone at night. I managed to convince them and out we went. We were walking along the road that went along the river, towards the dam and the end of the community where the graveyard was. We made it about a quarter way when my friend stopped dead in their tracks, I looked back to see what was up and they were just standing there, they looked defensive. I asked what was up and they said “we need to go back, like now, this feels weird and I don’t like it at all”. I asked if they were scared, like if they heard an animal or something. As soon as I asked that, we heard a deep and loud cracking and snapping of wood in the dense forest above us, on a rocky ridge that was beside the road, opposite side of the river. I looked up to where we heard it and it felt like everything hushed, crickets and all other night time sounds seemed to have just stopped. My friend quietly said my name, I looked back at them, and then suddenly the bushes and shrubs underneath the ridge on the side of the road exploded, as if something huge jumped in them and thrashed around. This made us bolt, and I remember just saying RUN as I followed behind my friend. We ran non stop straight to the basement door of the cottage, we got there in minutes but it felt like seconds. We ran straight into the basement bedroom and both hopped into the bed. I remember saying it was likely a coyote or a raccoon or something. As soon as I said those words, a creaking started forming up above us in the living area of the first floor. The creaking soon turned into slow, heavy footsteps, back and forth, and loud as if someone was wearing work boots or something. I remember my friend through tears saying “does that sound like a coyote to you.” I cannot even describe the absolute feeling of dread that washed over me, like there is something up there, taunting us.
We lay in complete silence for what felt like hours, we got into the bed at around 3 am after our walk which turned into a run, and the footsteps didn’t stop for an hour or so, I remember finally falling asleep at 6 am. When we woke up the first thing we did was of course, ask the mom if she had been awake last night around 3 am, she wasn’t, she hadn’t even gotten up once to use the bathroom she said. Even if she did we would have heard her door open and then the foot steps down the loft stairs, everything was open concept on the first floor so it was easy to hear things going on. We packed up and left, my friends parents sold the cottage a couple of years later, I don’t think any of them went back once after that weekend. I was curious about the area afterward so I did some googling, and learned that there was once a sawmill or something like that, and a tragic accident happened, I believe the owners son drowned or had a bad accident in the mill, something tragic like that. I want to say that could be a factor here but who knows. All I know is that night I heard heavy, clear and loud footsteps pacing around above us on the first floor. That was my first and only paranormal experience and I’ll never forget it.

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I found out my mom has cancer a while ago and now since starting chemo, her hair has fallen out. Before chemo, she had long and thick l hair. Her hair was one of her favorite things about herself and she is bummed that it’s gone now.
Since losing her hair she has started to make jokey comments about how she is jealous of my hair and wishes she had hers. Things like “Your hair looks nice today…. I used to have nice hair”
I am trying to be supportive but it’s starting to make me feel really insecure. I am supposed to get my hair cut and colored this week, and honestly I just feel incredibly guilty going and want to just cancel the appointment. Part of me is worried that her seeing me with my hair done up will make her feel bad about not having hair, and the other part is getting frustrated with the remarks she has been making.
I am hesitant to say anything because what she is dealing with much bigger than me having a little guilt for having something that was taken away from her. It’s just upsetting to feel guilty for just existing. I’m not sure if it would be wrong of me to ask her to stop because she is just venting, I just feel like it keeps eating away at me comment after comment and I don’t know why it bothers me so much

I have been using nicotine since I was disturbingly young. And I have tried all forms of it. Cigarettes, vape, gum, pouches and patches. I want to quit. I have tried to quit so many times but my withdraws are so intense I feel like I can't be around people because my emotions are uncontrollable when I'm quitting. And I'm also so insanely tired all the time. Pretty much feel like I can't function, when I cold turkey quit. This has prevented me from quitting :/. I'm currently hooked on the On! Nicotine pouches 2mg. Has anyone been on nicotine for many years and successfully quit for good with minimal withdrawal? Idk if cold turkey is a good idea for me with how my emotional state gets. And I've never been a casual user. Every form of nicotine I've used has been used in excess. Im not really sure how to wheen myself off successfully. Please only leave genuine helpful advice.

So I’ve only known about us being a system for like 2 or 3 months, and I’ve easily met 20-30 very distinctive alters. We are pretty overt and tend to co-con and our voices/mannerisms/entire selves will switch out within a matter on seconds. If we feel completely comfortable, then like 5 of us (different people every time) will come to the front and we can’t say an entire sentence without a voice change. I’ve also met some weird alien-like blobs who have wanted to say hi, seems like there’s a few dozen of them and I’m a bit afraid they are fragments (idk what fragments feel like plus we have anxiety). Honesty I can barely remember my own name most days, so I can’t remember all of the names and existences of a larger and more complex system! I’ve been able to handle this whole learning we have DID thing so well so far because I’ve met other systems who have handled things so well. I’ve never met a polyfragmented system, so I don’t even know what being okay and figured out would look like if we are actually polyfragmented, and that loss of certainty makes it feel like our world is crumbling. So I guess we have a couple questions. First, what are some early warning signs of being polyfragmented/being a larger and more complex system? Second, what does stability and having this mostly “figured out” look like to you as a polyfragmented system? I really appreciate all of the help!!

My mum passed very suddenly about a month and a half ago. She went into cardiac arrest and passed five days later, it's been a shock to all of my family. I've kept my cards pretty close to my chest for the sake of my dad and siblings, because it's hit them pretty hard, they need a rock y'know? I sort of have always been that role in the family.
The issue I have is that I'm planning my wedding, and every time I want to do anything related to it, my mind keeps going "oh I should ask mum what she thinks" because that's what I'd been doing up until.. well up until I couldn't anymore. And then I remember she's dead. And it sends me into sobs almost every time. Last night I made pages and pages of invite/RSVP cards and when I was happy enough and ready to edit them I just.. broke. I asked like 4 people (including my MiL) but it's just not the same as asking my mum and it took me until 2am and making a pitcher of sweet fruit tea to be able to calm myself down to sleep. My work has EAP services but I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to press for the automated menu when I call them up so I've just avoided it completely.
I suppose the advice I'm looking for is how is I'm supposed to cope? Every time I want to do something for this wedding, I'm reminded of the one person apart from my fiance that I actually want there.
I know it doesn't get easier, grief is a ball blindly hitting a button in a box, I won't know when it hits, but it will. I just don't know how I'm supposed to help myself not totally shut down/start sobbing uncontrollably everytime it lands on the button. I just need help managing the symptoms of the grief I'm feeling.

Good evening everybody I am having a dilemma. So I’ve been talking to one of my friends and we’ve been friends since like 7th grade. We’ve always had a good relationship with each other and we’ve flirted and at one point we even dated but it was little kid love. We’ve never had any relations or anything. But we’ve always knew there was a connection and a history there. I really like him and I feel like he really likes me just because our history is unmatched.. but tonight he said something and I don’t know how to feel about it. For the record I wouldn’t say I’m the prettiest girl but my energy is great and I’ve never had too many issues with getting a guy that I like. But my friends are beautiful compared to me. Skinner etc. well today we were talking late night about sexual things etc. I asked him what his sexual fantasy would be and then he brought up a threesome, which was fine with me until he said with one of your friends. Almost as if he knew what friend. Which really ticked me off and almost gave me that ick. Now it’s just in the back of my mind and I don’t know if I should be upset or not. Almost like jealousy I guess? It just really didn’t sit right with me, now he’s apologizing and idk what to do. I really wanna be with him but I don’t want that thought to linger in my mind. What do I do? I’m 24 female by the way and he is a 23 year old male if that makes any difference.

Played like 3 matches so far, only got assists and i feel like im playing British tanks

So I don’t know if I can call this a situationship or whatever.
There’s this guy whom I’ve been hanging out for 2 months. I’vee known him through work and he was so kind and caring. Both of us seemed really interested as we kept wanting to get to know each other. We went out a couple times and it was so fun and sweet. No sex or anything.
Basically, he told me that he sincerely likes me and everything about my personality. But the thing is, we’re not allowed to date people we work with lmao. And he’ll be sent to work in our office in Italy in a few days (we are both aware of this since before we started hanging out). He’s staying in Italy for good. When we hung out last time, I asked what his plans are once he leaves and he told me that he has a lot of things to consider (distance and work) and he has no plans about us just yet. I took his word as “he is not that serious about us” although he did not directly say it. I took it as a no because I hate uncertainty. We talked about this in person because i was brave and bold to ask this question in his face so I can get the answer quickly 😂
When he told me that, I stopped responding to all his messages but deep down, I’m so hurt and disappointed at him. That happened last week and we said our proper goodbyes because I told him it was the last time we’ll see each other. He also stopped messaging me and I did not bother to text him even once after that conversation because I don’t wanna look desperate as we might still be interacting at work and it could be awkward. But the last thing I told him was “you wont hear from me again” in a funny way while I’m laughing. I acted like it was casual and we were both laughing but it wrecked me deep down.
It’s sad that we both sincerely liked each other but we can’t control the circumstances and situation. Maybe it’s why I am feeling so sad. Because I can’t find any reason to hate him since he was so honest from the start up to the end.
It’s been 7 days now since it happened and I’ve been trying so hard not to break the no contact. I did not know it would be this hard. Maybe I just need someone to tell me that I did the right thing of trying to act unbothered by what he said and did. 😂 give me some tips to go on with my life ksksksksksksk

Hi. I'd like to share my personal experience. I've recently been going through the videogame "Alice Madness Returns" and its plot. The fact is I noticed a few" similarities" between my story and Alice Liddell from this version's. I too have been through some traumatic/depressing experiences in my life and have my own world of fantasies, to name some. I'm an immersive daydreamer and I've been for a lot of years. Nothing which affects my life in a bad way, just something relaxing and enjoyable I like to immerse myself in before falling to sleep. In the past, it used to be a part of some of my daily life too, but now it's not. The "themes" of my daydreams are mainly anime, which I daydream in manga style, or videogames. It may revolve around current anime I'm watching but my top favourite and still ongoing daydreams are about couples like Itadori and Fushiguro from Jujutsu Kaisen (also the main male duo from Seraph of the End) because I like yaoi couples and yaoi manga in general mainly, but I also like straight couples, main being Eren and Mikasa from Attack on Titan, and a few other series. I enjoy daydreaming about them and imagine side plots with them, aside from the canon story. So, my type of "fantasies" is nothing like Alice Liddell from "Alice Madness Returns"'s wonderland. But I still fell the parallel. Anyway, what about you? Do you enjoy daydreaming of "explanding" the main plot of an anime or manga with your imagination? Daydreaming feels relaxing when doing so? I'd like to know

I'll read it more than once (I also have the other 2) but I feel like I need more until I'm truly ready to move on.
I still keep ruminating (healing fantasies? , bargaining or anger). Her books keep me grounded, answered and explained a lot of our family dynamic.
Are there any other books you liked?

Clock off work and it’s dark. Especially when you WFH it feels like you’ve just been sitting in a poorly insulated apartment in the freezing cold working all day then it’s time for bed 😭
Is it just me?

I realized that the main reason I procrastinated and didn't start studying was that I was always tired and didn't get enough sleep. I can't get enough sleep because I'm on a campus with six other people in a room where they make noise, walk around, talk, turn on the light, and I argued with them about it. I understand that they are night owls and arrive late in the room, but this is already a lack of common sense.
In any case, returning to the topic, I realized that this procrastination came from the fact that I had internal anxiety that put me in a frozen state because I saw learning as a stress, an obsessive competition, too much information and won’t make it in time and if I saw that I did not master the subject, I would actually give up on learning and be stressed all day. I always think that if I don't pass the exams this time, I'll be kicked out and have to pay tuition.
This freeze state manifests itself especially when I start learning and feel motivated to learn, but after a while, it's like my brain stops and starts thinking about all the possible problems that exist. For example, I'm gay in the closet, my hometown will laugh at me, I won't get high enough grades to get a job in the right place (different system, too much to explain), or my brain just shuts down completely and gets stuck and frozen in time. I feel like I just have to learn and that's it. I don't like the subject itself (I study law subjects); I only do it because it will ensure a stable job for me, coming from a modest family from the country (again, a different system).
I know I need therapy; I have been before, but now I have neither time nor money, and my relations with my parents are quite distant and negative. I don't know how to learn a semester of a subject in 3-4 days without getting into this frozen state. There is more to talk about, but I won't go into details. I just want to pass the exams so I don't end up being a disappointment and a waste of money and time.

I just finished my third year and I’m in the process of writing a paper and as I write it I just feel like I don’t actually know anything. I also feel like I made so many mistakes in the project itself but now it’s too late. I’ve been working on this project for two years when it shouldve taken a year max if I didn’t make so many mistakes. I honestly don’t know what to do, the mistakes I’ve made and now realized do not seem to affect the final results though, just the rigor of the paper. I just want this flaming trash pile to be out of my life, but I know I’ll go down the same path on my next project as I did this one.

I'm a teenager and I am not really picky, I just don't eat very much. I feel embarrassed when it comes to dating because I don't eat like others. I don't eat meat, no seafood boil, no hot wings, no burgers, no steak, nothing. It's not that i'm against it, I just don't like it. It makes me stomach hurt and it is hard for me to digest. I like fruits and vegetables, potatoes and mac n cheese, even then I don't eat normal portions. It makes things embarrassing because people do not take me seriously and I get told I eat like a child. I feel like I don't eat like a "real woman" because just guys want a woman they can enjoy GOOD food with, (I don't blame them we all do). Anyways, I guess i'm not very high maintenance at least always getting espensive food lol

I really wanna not wear any make up but seriously it is so so hard. I feel very uncomfortable and ugly (everyone’s like well jsut wear make up then) but I don’t want to anymore not feel I have to every single day and every hour of the day (besides when I’m asleep) it’s such a pain to get it off and sometimes I feel I look older with it idk. I can’t run my eyes or my face and I sweat so much at work and still wear it. I have a lot of acne scars and jsut not every good skin I’m trying to take care of it though. I really feel I’m going to have to wear make up the rest of my life to feel average looking and I seriously do not wanna do that. Any tips or encouragement? How do I stop feeling this way? How do I not gaf is someone previews me as ‘not attractive without it on’ I told my nephew the other day and he told me he didn’t even notice and I looked the same without it but idk.

Hello everyone, recently back in February I had covid and 3 other viruses on top of it. I was sick for about a month and a half with almost every symptom you could ever think of getting.
Symptoms included puking, diarrhea, head issues, pain in my stomach, chest and ears, congestion, etc.,
I would make a list but it would be lengthy and I'm only going to ask about two things on this particular post. One question is about a bump on my toe and the other is about my eyes/eyesight.
Anyway I had taken Dayquil when I first got sick for a sore throat and congestion. I took the normal amount, two pills on a semi-empty stomach. I was sitting down talking to my biological mom when I felt the high coming on. Confused, I rushed to the hospital where I explained I wasn't feeling well and took x-rays and blood tests. Everything came back and I had covid. So I went home because the high had calmed down, I of course did not realize it was a high until I did some research but my point is a bunch of other things happened and I started to recover or so I thought until my eyes started itching and watering. It eventually went away but my eyes always feel weird, it's hard to put in words but they feel off and I feel like my sight is effected by bright light/the sun while I'm outside.
I never needed sunglasses or anything but now I constanly squint and feel unaware of what is going on around me. There's no longer a fine line of whether or not I feel safe. I'm constantly worried and when I walk into the store labels don't pop out at me like they use too. It feels like I have to spend more time looking/reading things than normal. My eyes have been checked out but the doctors said they seemed good and I don't need glasses or have any issues.
Something is off/doesn't feel right but my medical insurance is running out and I'm broke so I have no money to spend on seeing multiple doctors/eye doctors. My original thoughts were that I might be farsighted or whatever, I'm not good with medical terms. And to be honest my eyes have started to itch + water again. Just not as bad as before.
What is wrong with me?
P.S. second question is about a bump on my toe and I have a picture of it but prefer not share as I find it disturbing. Yes I know this is a forum for doctors and people who have medical questions and somewhat of my best bet to get help since I can't afford a doctor but it still makes me uncomfortable to attach it to this post.
My personal information:
Age: 19
Height: 5’5"
Weight: 129 lbs
Medications: Currently; none
Known Disorders and Issues: ADHD, autism
Allergies: Oranges (as a kid)
Medical Record: broken arm in the past, stitches in one of my eyebrows
Family medical history:
Maternally: Bipolar disorder, Insomnia (possibly inherited both)
Paternally: Several aunts had cancer, father is autistic with poor speech and grammar

Trigger Warning: To the Monster and the Shadow
There is relief that the nightmare is over and a soft gratitude felt for recognizing the lesson in it all. However, every so often I feel this ache in my chest and tinge of sadness. Will I be able to forgive myself? Of course, soon enough. The feeling of shock and shame still arises whenever I recall the last few years. How could I? How could I have tolerated all that I had? How could I have stuffed down my own feelings and thoughts? All for the sake of yours. I suffocated my own soul … I put my own wants and needs on hold over and over. I don’t understand why I did that. You say I don’t take “accountability” but I am now. I should never have exhausted my energy and time trying to build something viable with you. The minute I saw how dark things were I should’ve left. I should have put that energy and focus into my work and my family. I should’ve spent my spare time enjoying the simple things I love. I should’ve left the circus sooner. 😢
There are so many loving people in my life that honor my thoughts and decisions. People that respect my personal boundaries and my right to privacy. People that trust me and have my back. They speak to me with decency and support me with love. I believe you refer to these as people “enablers.” I know I don’t deserve to be called names, criticized and mocked, screamed at, threatened, and harassed. Insulting me and screaming at me for hours is not “calling me out”. Then coming over to make a scene or threatening to do so when I finally can’t take it anymore and hang up. You justify contacting my family, contacting my exes, contacting people from my past for “information”, and snapping at me over things from years ago. I think of the things that have been said to me and I can’t believe it. It’s so cruel … why did I stay? I’m so ashamed of that. I went so long unable to focus and in a perpetual cycle of stress.
But it’s just your drinking. As you spread rumors of me having a “pill problem” because I have a bottle of sleep aids from Walmart, you chug beer after beer, or shot after shot and lit joint after joint. So, you promise to quit drinking and I stay. Then you snap and scream that the drinking isn’t a problem. It’s hopeless. As always, you magnify and distort what I do while minimizing and excusing what you do.
But I’m the problem because I maintain a short distance and don’t completely submit to your will. The smallest thing and we “start over”? The smallest thing? That’s your take? Texting my phone pretending to be different people? Fabricating stories? Threatening to light my car on fire? Destroy everything that I love? Message my family members? Violate my privacy? Investigate my past and interrogate me? Message my exes? … a small thing. Of course, I over reacted. Perhaps I should wait until it’s too late before I take you seriously? Of course, you were just having a “bad day.” Every aspect of my life was criticized and put down. I was frequently told that I’m a failure, a loser, and shamed on a regular basis (about 3-4 times a week).
I always told you where I stood. I tried to accommodate expectations that I didn’t agree with and that was another mistake on my part. But I did not “string you along”. Does someone that strings someone along endure that kind of hatred? Come up with solutions that fail? It was completely irresponsible that I entertained you for as long as I had. I was so naive to think things could change. I caved over apologies that were retracted the very next day. You said things to shame me without any concern of their truth.
It was like living in a psychological thriller or a nightmare that lacked all logical consistency. Even the manner in which the last few months unfolded almost feels staged.
I knew that it had to end. The hurt and resentment had nowhere to go. Toward the end things had become murky and distorted. Confusion and delusions reigned. Misunderstandings and misconceptions multiplied. Assumptions and accusations screamed. No questions were asked. No answers were given. I saw the distress signals. Chaos. Then the complete breakdown of what little remained of communication and understanding between us. I never fared well against illusions. I watch as your mind spun narratives too quickly for me to do anything about but let go and walk away. I’m just so embarrassed I didn’t do it sooner. THIS is accountability.
It’s over.
I am relieved. I’ll have moments of joy and gratitude for the lesson. Every so often, my heart becomes heavy. A tinge of sadness and shame. I gently remind myself there was no other way and ask for my own forgiveness.

Sorry for the long back story but it may give more light into the situation and why it’s caused me quite a lot of pain and anguish. I read through these posts for hours last night and I want to thank those of you who post, comment and respond. It made me feel less alone, and give me hope that perseverance may finally lead to some answers and some treatment.
From the age of 15 my periods have been extremely severe. The pain has always been agonising, my mum would find me on the landing on all fours trying to muffle my whimpers. The pain tends to be for most of the month, not just during the bleeding stage. I would faint, throw up and missed a lot of school, eventually loosing jobs also. It was also around this age my back pain started, I remember feeling it spreading from my lower back right up into my neck. At times this has left my bed bound but I did not make the connection, although now after years of tracking I can see it is often linked with period pains, times in my cycle.
The first doctor I saw at 15 told me all girls experienced cramps and some paracetamol would be fine. They also started me on the contraceptive pill - which did nothing to help the pain but completely messed with my emotions. I went back several times, and was always brushed off.
Finally at 19, feeling i could possibly advocate a bit more, I went back and demanded a scan after a particularly bad period of pain and other symptoms. I had the scan and although they said one ovary was immobile, I also had cysts on my ovaries so was diagnosed with PCOS.
In my follow up appointment I was given this diagnosis and told ‘you’re most likely infertile, so I would start considering alternatives’. I was devastated, I’ve always wanted to be a mother, and this senior authoritative figure bluntly (and also what an educated statement), felt had ripped this away from me. 2 weeks later I found out I was actually 10 weeks pregnant. How or why they missed this on the ultrasound is still an unknown to me. This is still a very painful time for me and I still feel I cannot talk about it. But to give some clarity, I do not have a child. This was quite traumatising so again, I left the situation alone and almost got used to dealing with the pain.
At 22, I had the coil inserted for contraception as I had come off the pill due to the way it affected my mental health. The insertion was agonising and lengthened because the first coil they inserted was too big. It did not stop my periods, or reduce. I think the previous combination gave me some medical anxiety.
Recently, I decided enough was enough and as a 24-year-old women, I felt this time I could properly advocate for myself. I saw a brilliant female doctor who listened to me and told me it was unacceptable to live like this and she would do everything she could to help me. She suspects endo, as I have for years. So immediately booked me a scan.
During my in-vaginal scan, the technician found that same ovary immobile and scar tissue, but no signs of pcos that she could clearly see.
I’m not entirely sure what this means, I’ve done some research but a lot of it is medical jargon. I would really appreciate anyone’s advice, explanation (to the extent of their knowledge and own experience) or guidance on what this might mean going forward. I’m waiting for my follow up appointment and it’s just causing my anxiety to be heightened. Thank you ❤️

This is my first post on this sub, so first a "Hi" to all.
Now my asking for advice:
I'm finally preparing for a definitive switch to a Linux-Distro. I have Linux Mint installed on an old Laptop to get a feel for a rel. widely distributed distro, and I actually really like the look and feel of Mint. I recently also got a Steam Deck, which was the final pushover to make the switch to mainly use Linux and put Win 10 on the backseat - I'm amazed how far gaming with Proton has come.
I just used Distrochooser to find any other distro that would be suited for my needs, that are: Office Work, managing my collection of Movies and Photos, doing light Video and Photo editing and gaming (flatscreen and VR with a Quest 3 via WiFi-Streaming with Virtual Desktop or Steam Link).
My current rig:
CPU: i7 10700k RAM: 32 GB DDR4@3200 GPU: nVidia RTX 3080 10 GB Storage: 1 500 GB NVMe SSD (OS disk with win 10 and Software, part of my Steam Library), 3 HDD with varying sizes (1TB to 4TB, NTFS-Format) with, where my Movies and Photos and other files rest) and another 1TB NVMe SSD only for flatscreen and VR Game files).
I intend to buy a new 1TB NVMe SSD to replace the current 500 GB one.
Now my plan:
As mentioned, I want to swap the 500GB SSD with the 1TB one. I want to install a Linux distro on this SSD, with the grub bootloader to chose between Linux and Windows (standard boot is into Linux). I want to have the HDDs accessible both from Linux and Win 10. On the other 1TB SSD, I want to freshly install Win 10, mainly for easy/stable VR-Gaming.
RegulaFlatscreen-Gaming, Office Work, Browsing and managing my files (so my main uses) would be done in Linux.
Thanks to distrochooser, I'm focusing on Linux Mint, Arch Linux or Pop_OS!
TL;DR:
* Want to use Linux as main OS
* dual boot into Win 10 on separate SSD (mainly for VR gaming) necessary
* shared access to files on NTFS formatted HDDs from Linux and Win
* Office, Media viewing/managing, browsing and gaming on Linux are main use cases
Now: Is my plan feasible? What distro between the 3 would you recommend? (I'd prefer Mint, as I "know" it already a bit, but I'm open for input). What caveats could there be? And generally, do you have any experience based tips for me?
I know, wall of text, but thanks in advance for any input/questions for clarifications of my ramblings.
Btw, as I have work to do, it could take some time for me to reply.

I understand that my opinion on Jane may not be popular, but I am not her fan. While I know she is presented from Emma’s perspective and hence her portrayal is biased because Emma doesn’t like her, I still dislike her for my own reasons. She’s constantly feeling sick and upset, hiding in her bedroom, being exhausted and generally worried sick which I understand she has reasons to feel that way. But, it is excessive. If she was expected and prepared to eventually make living as a governess, as we are told, why is she so dramatic about it? She belongs to an upper crust and was raised as both a beloved companion and as a potential working young lady. She wouldn’t be the only young woman whose circumstances forced her to take a job. We all work and manage somehow, and yet she acts as if this would be the end of the world. Of course, I know she suffers due to her secret engagement with Frank who doesn’t make it easy for her; in fact, he makes he doubt whether he actually will marry her or not. But I just don’t like her. Emma, with all her faults seems a much more attractive and pleasant character. I think what really puts me off is that premeditated fear of working and this may stem from how Austen presented it from her perspective since she probably shared her social class’s disdain for work.

disclaimer; i didnt write this. I don't remember where I found it. I kept it because it was interesting. if you wrote this, feel free to claim it. I just thought it be cool to share as a little getaway from the edgy blood sacrifices and metaphysical mumbo jumbo like "it was revealed to me a in a dream". who knows. I think the contest was someone was asking what is lucifer's purpose or etc.
"Kicked out of heaven is something of a joke. If you read Dante to the conclusion you learn that Lucifer wasn't kicked out he left, he isn't barred from returning because he was naughty its just not an option for him, and he isn't imprisoned in hell he's just stuck at the center of the universe because he choose to take responsibility for it all and the weight of the world holds him in place.
Heaven is everything happening at once in one place and one moment that is simultaneously everywhere and always. Its beyond agency or action because actions require existence in space time. This is why Lucifer can't return to heaven. You have to give up any connection to earth to truly ascend. Angels "fall" when they interact with our universe. In fact, if you read De Celestia Hierarchia its arguable that angels, archangels, and Principalities are the 3rd of the heavenly host that fell to earth as demons. Those celestial beings are tied directly to material things, relationships, and groups whereas powers, virtues, and dominations, and seraphim, cherubim, and thrones are whatever they are.
Astaroth is like Nyx or Nuit. She is the void after there is more than the void. It is the night sky as creator of and companion to earth before the sun or moon or any other celestial sphere is considered. Its the purest two. This is why the Keys of Solomon says Astaroth will teach you of the fall of angels, because you on earth and as earth must make Astaroth as Heaven descend to you. Ishtar is the wife of God, the Queen of Heaven. You are God.
Heaven is the darkness even more than it is the light. Light is descended from darkness. In the beginning there was nothing (Chaos, the abyss, the void), then God (YHWH, the elements) said let there be light (YHSWH, logos, shin at the center of the four elements).
The interesting question is why is her symbol a pentagram? And, why is she referenced along with a golden ring? That symbol shows up in the Legends of Charlemange and the Prose Edda. In the Legends of Charlemange it is without question a reference to Astaroth as the ring is born by a woman from Cathay (the east), who remains invisible as long as she keeps it in her mouth (don't talk about magic if you want to live). In the Prose Edda you can see how glamdring is a reference to Astaroth once you know her as the abyss or void. The one ring that drips nine more (the realms) each night."