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so - ive been going down a rabbit hole of reading posts here. to some effect id like to tell my own story. but i think its not going to quite give me what im looking for or needing after reading through so many other stories, or questions, or whatever.
I think maybe, just maybe, a parent who is considering sending their child to a wilderness therapy or a "therapeutic" boarding school might come across this post and reconsider as it will irreparably damage your relationship with your child.
long story short (itll still be long) - I was admitted to a mental hospital after my parents found concerning things in a 1 year old journal when i was 17. they were not wrong to be concerned. it was dark. for a parent - i imagine it was really scary. I was in therapy already, but honestly didnt really have any sort of connection or like..... chemistry... with my therapist which lead to me saying things are fine blah blah.
anyhow - i was in a mental hospital for 5 or 6 days. i was prescribed medication (this was medication people were being paid to sell) that did not agree with me. the simplest way to explain - i was prescribed a medication for sleep, which i didnt need, i slept a lot already. This was prescribed because of the amount of medication they gave me for "daytime" which i didnt need either (stimulants) that i didnt need either. I ended up wired. unable to sleep. and they told me I was trying to get narcotics when i went to explain something didnt feel right and i couldnt sleep. pay to prescribe. other than that - met some cool people. staff told me things were confidential but since i was a minor they were not - not cool.
parents picked me up at the end of my "stay" - i was so ready to be home and sleep in my own bed. normal, right? at the end of vacation we all long for our own bed, our pets, the life we are accustomed to? we took a turn to the highway and my parents informed me we were going to stay with family 3 hours away for a while. i asked to go back to our house to get some stuff. my gameboy. clothes i wanted (id worn the same stuff for a week now) just a chance to touch base with my room. my computer. my bed. i got the "no" message - and after spending almost a week confined to a place where i was forced medication. forced schedule. forced bed time. i was obviously unhappy and voiced this. my parents decided i was going to jump out of the car on the highway, my mom jumped on me to hold me down. and they took me back to the hospital were i remained for another week.
2 days before the end of the 2nd "visit" to the hospital - my parents let me know, i would not be returning home. I would be going to a wilderness therapy program. we had family friends who were therapists, went to a voluntary 1 week program for adults, and said "yes - its perfect". I was told at 4am, two people would come for me and take me to montana (this is so much more than most parents give their children - so many are ripped from their beds unexpectedly) so anyhow - yeah, transported to montana (got my fking ipod, thankfully) so i go with these random dudes. and was sent to a wilderness therapy program (three rivers, montana. july 2009. its now closed)
everyone there was nice enough - but wilderness is a shock. id sum it up as complete disconnection from the world - i had no contact with anyone i knew and could only communicate with my parents through letters that were reviewed and only allowed through if the content was what the "program" wanted them to say. they were returned to me to rewrite if something i said was not acceptable. overall - wilderness was kinda cool, met some good people, learned some cool stuff, spent 49 days hiking basically. did not shower 1 time. pooped in a hole, no toilet paper - used sticks to wipe. so - i was obviously told, do wilderness therapy and you get to come home. time comes to leave, and when im told im "graduating" its with 2 options. mount bachelor in oregon? or the academy at swift river in massachusetts? both "therapeutic" boarding schools. both closed to this day.
I chose swift river. because mount bachelor was all boys and swift river was coed at least. what straight teen guy doesnt want to be around some girls? i later learned i picked well, you can just google more about the former option to learn why. so i end up at swift river in massachusetts after. my parents signed over 51% of their parental rights to these people they have never met because - hey, someone told them its a good idea.
so - my warning for parents - everyone who can "refer" you to another program works on commission. their interest is not in your child. its not in your family. their interest is in a good paycheck. they will "have the answers" and their program will "save your child" they play on your fears, to get paid. And not to say your fears are not 100% realistic or scary. youre here reading this for a reason. theres obviously a problem.
boarding school - youll hear horror stories. the one I was at wasnt as bad as others, but i do 100% believe what others say about the nightmares they experienced. at mine - i wasnt physically attacked or anything, but i was restricted from talking to friends. i was restricted from talking to anyone at some points. i was made to do manual labor on weekends if i was "bad" (for example, my bed wasnt made well enough). it was forced on me that being adopted was the root of my issues (i never have had any issues with being adopted, i never have made any attempt to find my "birth parents" its always been a solid 0 interest topic for me). when I would not say I have issues over it - it reflected negatively on my "therapy". This caused me to not be able to have normal things - my clothes had to be plain, solid colors. no individuality. no music.
my honest thoughts on "therapeutic" boarding school was the goal to break you down as a person. break who you were before. honestly - the staff i lived with day to day was 50/50.... some great, some terrible. the chefs were the best. dishes were punishment, i did them every meal of every day just to get the fk out of what i was living and be around some people who cared and had fun. and also to take some sort of control. if i was sentenced to do dishes? cool, id already be there anyways. i had a weekly phone call with my parents (if i was good) that was monitored by someone over my shoulder with notes being taken. this never happened to me, but i did witness other kids calls being disconnected and them being forcibly removed from the phone room for saying they were unhappy.
back to the point - i did break some rules. rebellious. i know. i woke up at 3am to multiple people surrounding me. they pulled my sheets off. yes, i sleep naked. and said to get out of bed, it was time to go. had no idea this was coming. so, what option do i have? get out of bed, naked, with multiple men and women who work there and some who i dont even know, watching me, to put on clothes. i then get led to an office where some lady named tanya (she ran the "therapeutic" side of things) goes over all the bad things ive done and says i have to go.
so wilderness therapy round 2 - went to SUWS idaho - 2nd time around is a lot easier, you know what to expect. got a shower every week. still pooped in a hole, but got toilet paper which was cool. loved the guys i was there with and honestly liked all of the "guides" or whatever theyre called.
after 42 days there - im allowed back to the academy at swift river. cool. get to see the people i knew, see the girl i liked. sleep inside, that kind of thing. anyhow - time comes to apply for college. so the boarding school works with an "educational consultant" and the boarding school was "college prep" (we were informed by more than 1 teacher that they were not teachers, private schools could hire anyone to teach). teachers were mostly cool. they truly did their best for us. i learned calculus from a guy who learned it the night before - one of the best teachers ive had.
so yeah. college. every parents goal for their kid - a good education. I lined up good schools i wanted to apply to. I go over them with the "educational consultant" who is fine until the end and he says "you can apply to any of these schools, and I will write them a letter telling them not to accept you because you arent ready. we have 'continued programs' you need to go to" so i miss all deadlines for applying to college. finished highschool 1 year early. all AP classes (before going to the academy at swift river, they didnt offer AP classes). i turn 18 there. have to "sign myself in" a voluntary agreement to stay at the school. whatever - i want my high school diploma at least
After that - suddenly, im ready for college (per this "educational consultant"). at this point, my options are places that will accept an application 2 months before the semester starts. options are .... very limited. whatever. i do what i can. its learned that I had a relationship with a girl 1 month before my "graduation" (again, my high school classes were done a loooong time before). they decide - i should be expelled. so, im told "hey, you need to leave". cool. whatever. they tried to withhold my high school diploma. despite all of my classes being done. until my parents paid for the rest of my "stay" there.
so basically. sending a child into this system extremely restricts them. in personal growth, the ability to figure out like, who you are... and also professional growth, open sabotage because hey, who will stop them. and for me at the end of the day - my parents had good intentions, but listened to the wrong people. it forever ruined that trust between us (hey what fun is it when your parents sign over their rights to strangers who get you out of bed naked to get on a plane at 3am?) to this day, 15 years later, i still worry every time i see my parents that there is some sort of weird plan. i am successful professionally, i support myself. they can do nothing to me. for the first year or 2, i vomited from stress when theyd come to visit me.
for a parent - if you read through this - i hope you understand sure, there are silver linings as you read in my post. you meet some cool people along the way. but you irreparably damage your relationship with your child. Its a business. and the goal is to make money, the goal is to scare you into giving them your money and trusting them. if you think your child is manipulative? wait until you meet these people who's paychecks rely on manipulating you. Maybe speak with your child. if they arent talking to you, give them some breathing room. let them find a therapist that they are comfortable with and like.

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Captain Arjun Singh: EPO Captain
It had been almost three days since we made first contact with extraterrestrial life. Their sudden materialization out of thin air had shocked us all. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to be the first human to have a conversation with an alien, nor did I want to be.
“They claimed to need our help, but why?” I thought, while wandering through the captured alien ship. “If they are capable of interstellar travel, surely they are far more advanced than us. Perhaps they are trying to infiltrate us, penetrating our defences from the inside….”
“We will be docking with the M.O.S in ten minutes.” Announced my young first officer, David, over the PA system.
The many engineers aboard the Andromeda had tried to figure out how their equipment worked, without success. It seemed like that would be a problem for the higher-ups to solve. For now, I needed to address the marines tasked with escorting our six captive aliens onto the M.O.S.
I made my way out of the alien ship via the boarding tube which connected it to my cruiser.
Outside the room, which we had used as a makeshift prison cell for our captives, a dozen marines stood guard. Almost in unison they saluted me as I approached.
“At ease, gentlemen.” They lowered their hands as they waited for me to continue. “This transfer must go smoothly. I want our captives to be treated with care and caution.”
Pausing for a moment, I glanced around at the assembled marines before continuing.
“I can’t stress this enough, we must maintain strict confidentiality regarding our encounter with these aliens. We're dealing with the unknown here. Until we have a clearer understanding of their intentions, their existence must remain confidential. Is that understood?”
“Sir?” A young marine prompted.
“Go on?”
The marine spoke, a slight hint of anger in his voice. “Surely we can’t hide this from Earth? This is the greatest discovery in human history.”
I met his gaze evenly before responding. “Our lack of understanding regarding these aliens is why we absolutely have to be cautious. We don't know their capabilities and motives, never mind the potential impact that revealing their presence to the entire population on Earth could have. For better or worse strict military control has kept humanity safe for almost seventy years, it is best not to tempt fate. Until we have definitive answers, it's crucial to keep this matter contained. Agreed?”
Some of the marines seemed dissatisfied with my explanation. All I could do was hope they kept quiet as long as possible.
“A discovery of this magnitude will be impossible to keep a secret for long.” I thought. “Sooner or later the public will figure out that we have made first contact, and they will demand answers. I just hope we will be able to provide them the answers when that time comes.”
“Captain Singh, please report to the bridge.” David’s voice echoed through the ship.
“I’ll return before we dock. Don’t let them out until I get back.” I ordered.
The bright white halls of the andromeda were completely empty as I made my way to the bridge at the other end of the ship. The automatic door opened, and I stepped onto the crowded bridge where a dozen crew members were monitoring their screens in preparation for the docking sequence.
The red planet loomed large behind the massive space station, It’s vast canyons stretching across the surface like giant scars. The M.O.S was the largest space station in orbit around mars, and the main military space port in the solar system. Hundreds of war and cargo ships were docked and Thousands regularly refuelled and refitted here. The M.O.S, which was connected to mars via a twenty thousand kilometre long space elevator, was responsible for nearly all transport on and off planet. Which also contributed to it being the largest population centre outside of earth.
I had been here many times in my military career, but it remained a beautiful sight to behold.
David’s voice pulled me back to the present. “General Liu wants so speak to you sir, I don’t think we should keep him waiting.”
“He couldn’t wait 5 minutes for us to dock huh? Very well.” I took my place at the bridge and opened communications. After some seconds the video feed of the Chinese general appeared in front me.
“Good to see you’ve arrived safely captain. I trust the captives are all still safely in custody?”
“yes sir. As far as we can tell they are healthy, although in all honesty the language barrier has made it difficult to tell.”
“Hmm, we will deal with that soon enough. Quickly deliver them to their cells. The entire section has been cleared for your arrival. Afterwards the Secretary-General expects you to join us in the war room to discuss how to proceed, I suggest you don’t keep us waiting.”
“Understood general.” I saluted the camera in front of me, and waited for the general to end the communication, as was custom.
I turned to David “I trust you to oversee refuelling and getting that alien ship detached from our hull. I have a feeling I’ll be kept busy for a while.”
“Will do captain, and have fun out there.” He smiled to himself, like he just made the funniest joke.
As the Andromeda was matching speed with the M.O.S I once again made my way to the back of the ship to lead our captives to their new temporary, or perhaps permanent, home.
Escorting our prisoners onto the M.O.S went smoothly. Each of the six aliens was once again blindfolded and carried through the corridors by a marine on each side. As promised, no one interfered with us on our way to the elevators. Usually, the inner rings were crowded with people, but now there was only the occasional security guard trying to catch a glimpse of the aliens.
The turbolift sped past hundreds of floors within minutes, all the way to the outer ring, where special holding cells were prepared. The further out we went, the stronger the gravity got, nearing the outer rings it was almost indistinguishable from earth. Finaly having arrived on the outer ring, we were welcomed by at least 50 guards, and the occasional government official eager to see the aliens.
“Captain Singh I presume?” A female voice originated from my right.
“Yes ma’am”
“I am supposed to take you to your meeting, they are waiting for you. Please follow me.” She said kindly.
She took me to the heavily guarded entrance of the war room, just a few hundred meters from the elevator. The guards confiscated my sidearm and scanned my retina to confirm my identity before opening the sliding doors to let me in.
At least ten generals were sat around a large, circular table in the centre of the room. Oddly enough there were also two people, a man and a woman, wearing civilian clothing. What they were doing at this meeting was a mystery to me.
“Welcome to my space station captain.” General Liu stood up to greet me. “Please have a seat, we will begin any moment now. He gestured at an empty chair.
Without saying another word I sat down at the designated chair and waited. Evidently we were still waiting for the Secretary-General to arrive, since he was nowhere to be seen.
“I don’t belong here.” I thought. “These are the most important people in the solar system. All I did was happen to be assigned to a far flung mining station. I would’ve been more than happy to serve out my years quietly, but now it seemed our entire universe was about to be turned upside down.”
Just as I was thinking about my own inadequacy the single most important person alive entered the room. Secretery-General Andrew Medford had been guiding humanity through its greatest era of prosperity and innovation since before I was even born. Despite being nearly ninety years old, the white-haired man still looked remarkably healthy as he made his way to the far end of the table.
Everyone at the table rose in unison when the living legend entered the room, except for the two civilians who followed our example seconds later. When he finally made it to his chair and sat down, the rest of us followed suit.
Medford waited a few seconds to get his bearings before addressing the assembly of people around the table. “I am sure you all know why we have gathered here today, so I will get straight to the point. These two are xenobiologists. Experts in the field of theoretical alien life.” He pointed towards the two civilians. ”these coming days they will be trying to figure out anything they can about these aliens. At which point it will be up to us to decide what the best course of action is to protect earth in this time of great uncertainty.”
He commanded an unmatched sense of respect as he spoke, even the most self-absorbed generals respected him.
“I am sure you all remember why our organisation was formed. The protection of Earth, and all the people inhabiting it.”
He pulled up the recording of the alien distress call.
“Please, do not shoot. We need your help. Our entire civilization is at risk, and you are our only hope!”
I remembered the desperate plea for help well, it is what convinced me not to shoot down their ship at once. Perhaps it would’ve saved everyone a lot of trouble if I simply followed orders and dealt with the threat right away.
Medford continued. “If there truly is a threat out there so great that these extraterrestrials came to us for help, I fear there might be hard times ahead.” He stood up and started speaking louder. “But I promise you all this, we will not go down without a fight. We will do all we can to protect our home world, no matter the cost. Because there are over ten billion people down on earth, and it is our job to keep them safe. I implore you all to remember that.”
The generals started pounding the table in agreement with the Secretary-General, who promptly raised a hand to silence them.
“You will be updated daily on developments by our scientists. I expect you all to remain available at all times. That’s all for now.”
As the generals started leaving the room I wanted to follow them, but was stopped when the Secretary-General called out to me. “Captain, please walk with me for a moment.”
I did as he asked and left the room by his side.
“I’ve seen the recordings of what happened around Jupiter. You disobeyed a direct command to shoot down the spaceship, did you not?”
“Uhm…. y-yes sir I did.” I stuttered, scared about what he might say next.
Medford smirked. “You’re a good man, sometimes an officer needs to use his head instead of blindly following orders. We could use more people like you around here.”
It felt like a heavy weight was lifted from my shoulders. “Thank you, but was just doing my job sir.”
He placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I want you to stick around while we establish communications with these aliens. You will be set up in a room here in the outer ring. Get some rest, we start early tomorrow.”

We’ve knew each other for about 8 months until making it official about two weeks ago. He is a very nice guy, well known for being fun and friendly. He had red flags that weren’t too bad, in my eyes. But now that I’ve been getting to know him more and more, I’m starting to get worried and annoyed.
First and foremost, I believe he’s lovebombing me. I received 5 bouquets of flowers and multiple love letters already. I do like romantic gestures so it’s flattering to me, however, most of the flowers were given to me because of an argument or disagreement we had; which I will get into.
This guy is obsessed with me. His entire life revolves around me and not in a cute way. He barely sleeps. I know this because we will hang out until late night but when he gets home he will post on instagram or blow my phone up with phone calls and messages. I am a heavy sleeper and he is “worried” I’ll be late for my afternoon shifts so he will call me to wake me up. But he will legit call me 30-40 TIMES!!! Then I will have around 20 text messages saying he’s worried that I died. When I’m at work he calls and calls and visits me every shift. Another way he’s obsessed with me is whenever we hang out, which has been everyday, he can’t keep himself off of me. He has to kiss me every 5 seconds and when I push him away he thinks I don’t like him but the truth is, I don’t want to make out in front of everyone 24/7.
He has red flags that are becoming very apparent as well. For example he doesn’t let me talk at all. If I do talk he will listen but not agree. But he talks A LOT. Like when I mean a lot, like he can go on for 2 hours and I’ll just stare at him zoning out. The first week of us together he will just talk about how much he loves me and wants to marry me. He says it every other sentence and I appreciate someone appreciating me, but it’s so smothering. I didn’t want to hang out with him yesterday and now he is so miserable with himself he called me crying because I was “acting distant”???? I just wanted alone time and I make it very clear.
He also wants to come over my house but I don’t feel comfortable because last time I let a guy in, was my ex. He abused me and I had no one to protect me. It’s also really hard to get someone out of your house if they don’t want to leave. My current boyfriend and I would have slight disagreements and he will lose control of his emotions and go crazy. Raising his voice, crying and self deprecating. I can’t even imagine him coming into my safe space and doing that emotional bs.
I’m genuinely stuck between a rock and a hard place I don’t know what to do.
TDLR: Crazy obsessed boyfriend is starting to show red flags and it’s starting to worry me

The biggest mistake people make when they start their day:
They start on autopilot.
Most people start their day and just go through the motions.
But before you know it, the day's over and you've got nothing done.
One of the first things you need to do when starting your day is start with intent.
Set a win for the day.
What's the most important thing you need to do that day?
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Ali talks about reframing your win for the day as an adventure. He says we should start our day by asking:
What’s today’s adventure?
Ali's example of using this helped reframe writing his book from being sat at home on his sofa, feeling disengaged, to going to his local cafe to do his writing.
This made the whole task more adventurous.
Reframing our most important task for the day makes it more enjoyable.
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Hi all.
An idea/explanation I came up(I am sure similar ideas were expressed by others in this or other subs, it's nothing too new), why it's quite probable that we leave matrix by ourselves and nobody can ever stop us. Why idea that we are completely free from anything(places, beings etc) is correct.
I think most of us agree/think that some universal "creation energy" exists and we came/born from it as individuals. If lets assume it's true (quite probable), then we have two theories of our relation to it.

1. we do not have inherent right/skill to feel/connect to it;
2. we do have inherent right/skill to feel/connect to it;

If 1 is correct - that would mean we are separate from it and high probability we would be f**ked, that there would be stronger places, beings etc than us and they could take advantage of us and we couldn't do anything. I think a lot of ideas around prison planet is built on this premise, that we might be weakesmaller than other beings (archons, aliens etc), their technology or traps. Not that I say it's bad to discuss it and be logical about possible traps and be ready for them. It's just that it's possible that their traps might be based on our permission to participate in them, like for example if we believe "light, God figure etc" are good, we give permission to interact and then they have ability to interfere with us (memory block and other similar actions might be possible for them) or from opposite axis, if we fear, if we believe their traps are "objectively real" and stronger than us no matter what we do - we also give permission to participate in this trap game as victims. Traps in a sense might be real but it's possible the true traps are our beliefs and permissions - either believing matrix is good and choosing to interact/stay here, or beliefs/fears that we are weaker than matrix. That would be why they so desperately try to make us believe in bigger than us God (religions), trying to persuade of our guilt, weaknesses, smallness, not-completeness etc.
If 2 is correct - that would mean we are completely free. Because pure "creation energy" would destroy any falsehood. All personal(either ours or other beings') beliefs, ideas, thoughts, energies would be modifications/distortions/illusions of "creation energy". If other beings would want to attack us with that - all we would need to do is to use our inherent right to be/feel/connect to pure "creation energy" and those things/attacks would be seen through/destroyed. Inherent right to feel "creation energy" makes us that. Makes us "Gods" so to speak, I mean not an actual "God(creation energy)" as in having ability to change/interfere with other places/beings made from "creation energy" against their will but by having connection and in turn attributes of "creation energy" we are IT, we still are "Gods". It's an incredible privilege if really true. In a sense "having inherent connection to it" means "being ourselves it" and that's why I think intentions of "who I am, what is my nature" inevitably lead to "creation energy". I don't think we can sometimes have this ability and sometimes don't. I don't think anyone (even "God/creation energy") can ever take back this right/skill, it's ingrained into us. I think we would have to be destroyed and rebuilt anew to not have this inherent attribute. It's just how feelings/energies work (in my experience), energy/feeling is a combination of all it's attributes and it can't never change, no energy or feeling ever changes what it is, it's only our perspective that changes and then we might assume energy/feeling changed but it didn't. If no energy/feeling can change neither can we.
The only way we would be "cut off" from "creation energy"(not be "creation energy" ourselves) is if we choose so or believe so, if we would believe we are smaller than something, give our power away or more precisely use our powefreedom to be or believe being something smaller. The only way out of this situation would be reclaiming and believing in our inherent rights and nature, stop being afraid. This theory would explain why there is a good probability that "wishful", "too good to be true" ideas of us being free and "Gods" ourselves, are not really that improbable or out there. Only having the simple inherent connection to "creation energy" makes us it.

I remember Breaking Bad aired at a similar time and used a lot of colour theory / symbolism - including characters wearing colours that signified personality traits. For example “royal”/self important characters wore royal shades
I wondered if anyone thought colour theory was also used in Dexter? I noticed in (S7 spoiler) season 7 Debs boss has an all blue/green office with red highlights (a toy car, etc) . (Spoiler : image of Debs’ boss office)
This is the same blue/green used in hospitals, as well as I believe prisons, to keep patients calm. Baker-Miller-Pink is another shade that has been studied for its (mild) effects on mood and behaviour.
I wasn’t sure if this was intentional, or if there were any examples of colour symbolism being used in the show that I may have missed? Thanks :)

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Can someone please explain to me in simpleton language why my and so many other units are so broke? For example not sending SMs to schools or courses due “lack of funding” but no other explanation.
I’m sure I don’t truly understand how money/funding works in the Army. I just hate seeing people who need a course or school that would help them down the line get rejected because we broke AF.
I’ll take 2 canteen cups to rattle at the stoplight & an MRE cracker

I was born in 1998, and have my oldest memories using a game console at about 4 years old. An Original PlayStation, I loved it. At about 7 I remember getting my own Xbox. This would have been in 2005 just before the 360 came out.
I mostly played kids games like Zapper, Blinx the Cat and Ty the Tasmanian Tiger on it. Eventually I'm 9 and my friends are talking about playing "Halo", I harmlessly ask my parents about it and after a long debate on if it was okay for me to play a game with guns in it, I get a copy of Combat Evolved. I continue to talk to everyone at school about Grunts and the UNSC and never click we're not playing the same game.
My mum decided to buy me a PSP around this time, and I adored that. My step-dad had a PS2 so I just thought it was one of those but handheld! My Gameboy SP was replaced.
Finally, in 2009, my family get a Wii, and I am now 11, I go to the shops myself and discover the Xbox 360 Exists and decide I simply must have one. I get one on my twelfth birthday. I finally get on Xbox live and play a bunch of games up until I'm 16, until I finally transitioned to PC gaming for the rest of my days.
It only clicked a couple of years ago that I was behind for so long, I've spoken to my parents about this and apparently it was half intentional. It was a lot cheaper for them during a difficult period for them financially to buy older second hand games, But I also appreciate it! All the classics games I adore I would never have played if I didn't have a PS1 for my formative years. The Xbox classics I rarely hear of other people playing.
Was anyone else raised like this growing up? If so, what was it like?

Children age 4/5
Class Name: A type of Sea Creature
Teacher: M/F, First name is a popular name from the 90s, surname is a tea brand
Teaching Assistant: M/F, First name starts with X,Y, or Z, Surname is a landform
School Dog: M/F, Black Labrador, very friendly. Name is a common nickname of a popular 80s name.
Boy 1: Short black hair, dark eyes. Loves playing hairdressers and is quite sensitive. Very sweet. First name is a virtue name, often considered a girl's name. Middle name reflects his strength of character. Surname starts with A, B, or C and means protectoguardian.
Boy 2: Neat brown hair, blue eyes, and red glasses. Laughs a lot, and loves cars. First name is an old man name, and middle name is the name of a president. Surname ends in 'Stone' and starts with D, E, or F
Girl 1: Curly blonde hair always done in intricate styles, and blue eyes. Very loud and chatty, and enjoys playing in the roleplay area. First name is in the top ten UK girl names. Middle name is also the name of a Disney character. Surname is a type of bird.
Girl 2: Long straight brown hair and brown eyes. Very energetic and loves drawing. Will constantly ask teachers to colour with her. First name begins with H. Middle name is a type of mineral/gem. Surname is one syllable and starts with H.
Boy 3: Messy brown hair, and green eyes. Best friends with Girl 2 and loves dressing up in princess dresses. First name is a common boy's name. Middle name has a Welsh connection. Surname is also the surname of a celebrity and starts with I, J, K or L.
Boy 4: Curly blonde hair, and blue eyes. Very sweet, but has a tendency to wander off. Frequently picks flowers to give to his teachers. First name is German, and middle name is French. Surname starts with Mc.
Girl 3: Long dark brown hair and dark eyes. Very quiet, but can be quite cheeky when she wants to. Loves playing with dolls. First name is a colour, and middle name is a common flower. Surname is Indian and starts with S.
Girl 4: Short brown hair, with a choppy fringe. Very popular, and sometimes bossy. She loves telling stories and putting on shows. First name means 'Noble'. Middle name and surname have Sanskrit roots. Surname starts with S.
Boy 5: Brother of Girl 4. Long curly brown hair and brown eyes. Loves building and discovering how things work. First name is a mashup of two common boy names, and middle name relates to an animal. Surname is the same as Girl 4.
Boy 6: Light brown hair, and blue eyes. Very curious, and always asking questions. Loves Marvel and comics. First name is a name you might also give a dog. Middle name happens to be the name of a Marvel character.. Surname starts with T.
Girl 5: Long blonde hair, always slightly tangled. Pink glasses. Very introverted but clever. Often carries a stuffed toy with her. First name is the same as Girl 1, but with a different nickname. Middle name is very sweet. Surname is a verb and starts with T
Girl 6: Black braided hair with purple highlights. Energetic and friendly with a love for music. First name is African and starts with Z. Middle name refers to when she was born. Surname is Ugandan and starts with any of the last 6 letters of the alphabet.

This may be a little immature but bear with me. All my life my sister and I would always match as that was what my mother and father liked, they think I enjoy it but no, I am so tired of having the same thing, buying the exact same thing and whenever I have something she has to have it too. I don't exactly hate my sister to grave though, we get along most of the time but what I don't like is how she constantly has to do things I do, follow and copy what I do, sometimes unintentional but it just infuriates me for some reason. She goes to the same school as me and now for college, I chose this specific track (she already decided on something and told me what so I told her what I wanted) and she just looked at me and told my dad "Oh I'm still thinking" and obviously will go pick that same major. Maybe I'm just being selfish and petty but I just really want to try being by myself, I'm a very shy person and I think having her around makes it even more awkward to try and have friends. I get it though she doesn't know what to do so she follows me but whenever I urge her to do something and look for a way, for example get something specific from classmates or teachers, she just looks at me and sits around until I do it.

TLDR: My father was cold and neglectful when I was younger. We were never close and he was never really supportive or advising. Now that I’m older he is more supportive and warmer than he has ever been. I don’t know how to feel. Why the change?
So I’m trying to understand how to feel about my relationship with my parents, especially my father. Both of them were very toxic when I was younger, but I think my father was worse.
He would often act like I didn’t exist when I would try to talk to him or ask him for help. Like one of my early memories was when I was learning how to read and asking him for help with homework and he just ignored me repeatedly lol. His punishments were really harsh. Like he’d chase me around the house to beat me with a slipper or wooden spoon (for what, I don’t remember); when I accidentally spilt my dinner on the floor, he made me eat it but I wasn’t allowed to use any utensils or even my hands, I remember having an accident and waking up crying, so he made me wash my pajama pants with my hands at like 2am. There are many more examples I won’t get into. And other non-punishment things I won’t get into either. He also has put me in harms way. I’m still not sure if it was naivety or intentional. All I know is that if I were his wife and I found out, I would divorce him.
I’m really confused because outside of that he was a pretty good dad. He liked to cook (sometimes)and buy us things. He was very present.
After age 12, we no longer lived with him but he’d visit once every 1-2 months. He still ignored me a lot but his creative punishments stopped (I think because I was more obedient and reasonable).
I’m studying abroad now and when I initially told that I wanted to, he said that I shouldn’t(but in a non serious way). I never take anything he says at face value because he either lies or is sarcastic a lot so I never know if he means what he says or will follow through on a commitment. This angered him but I didn’t realise until a few months went by and I realised he was giving me the cold shoulder. That was when he told me he had disowned me and I should never ask him for anything. It was hurtful, but I almost felt free in a way.
A few months after he changed his mind though and has been really supportive ever since. He gives me his full support financially so that I can focus on my studies and not need a job. He’s much nicer than I remember him ever being. Yes, most of our communication is through text once or twice every other week. But when I do see him he is nice. And when we text, I can tell that he is trying to be warm. He is very sweet sometimes and it makes me sick.
The problem is that I still resent him. Our relationship feels completely fake. I do not enjoy interacting with him (or my mother). I have to pretend to be happy and smiley with him even though I am very unhappy with him. With my mother, I can at the very least be 20% honest with her (she will deny everything or play the victim but that’s better than nothing). I can never be honest with my dad about how he makes me feel.
I am just confused. Why not be supportive when I needed it? Why didn’t he give me any advice or guidance with anything (he still doesn’t)? I recently found out that’s apparently something fathers do.
I don’t care about having any sort of relationship with him anymore. I just want to become financially independent so I can reimburse him and move on with my life.
I have grown to be a very cynical person so naturally I feel he is just biding his time until he needs to be taken care of in old age. Or maybe he has just matured (he was in his 30s when I was born) . What do you guys think?
Edit: reading this over, I’ve made him sound really horrible. He is much better than I’ve made him sound and not the awful monster I’ve made him out to be. I do like him lol. We’ve had many good moments. But my question still stands.

I don’t really know how to tag this, but just so yknow MDSA is Mother Daughter Sexual Assault. So intense topics ahead. It’s like a combo between a rant and some kind of vague questions.
When I was younger I had a lot of habits that suggested being sexually abused like being hyper sexual, being inappropriate, etc, I don’t wanna detail it too much because it’s so shameful and a whole other can of worms I might never share.
Earlier last year I got a psych eval and they also said that I had some flags of having sexual trauma. But the thing is I was never raped or like “outright” abused like that so I don’t know if it’s really possible to consider MDSA??
My mother was a really young parent, she was like 21/22 when I was born and I don’t think she really meant to do me any harm but I think she didn’t know how to take care of a kid and inadvertently gave me sexual trauma. I feel so stupid writing it like this but I can’t imagine she’d do this on purpose but I can imagine it as a byproduct of her negligence.
She would watch films with some sexually explicit scenes with me around (I was as young as three) and sometimes with sexual violence. I feel silly saying I got traumatized by a movie since it’s not like she was showing me straight up porn but I remember these kinds of things really REALLY warped my sense of how interpersonal relationships went. I remember I had almost constant sexual fantasies when I was a child and I had no concept of how to interact with adult men (my father was not in my life) outside of romance and especially sexual contexts.
I feel like she also taught me about sexual stuff too early. I’m not pro-lying to kids but I really think that she should have not been telling me how sex worked before I was even in school. I also think she didn’t emphasize “private” stuff enough, and for me it was never in a sexual way but she would just not even bat an eye at her daughter inspecting herself fully undressed while she just sat there like nothing was happening. I don’t know if that is acruallt bad but when i think about it in hindsight I just feel gross and weird about it.
When I got a little bit older (still in elementary school age though) she and her newish boyfriend made a few weird oedipus jokes about how attached to my mother I was and EXPLAINED to me the joke and how he had sex with his mother. I remember feeling uncomfortable but also (disgustingly and shamefully) sort of intrigued??? This as you can imagine skewed my conception of how relationships should work and led to so many gross feelings and impulses i don’t want to detail here. And this is just some specific stuff I can remember off the top of my head. There’s more but I don’t think I can stomach dredging up those memories and writing them down right now. I guess I just want someone to tell me something.
She never made like sexual moves on me but she had very loud sex very close to where I slept too often and she KNEW i was there nearby but I don’t think she was trying to get me to listen in. I don’t even know. Can you even experience negligent mdsa?? I don’t think any of this was her intention but I can’t deny that this hasn’t destroyed how i form connections and relationships with people. I think I just want someone to read this and respond so I know i’m not the only one who knows.

This is a long one, and I've been struggling with it for a while now. So I'll start at the beginning and try to remain as consistent as possible 'cause I feel like it's a little bit of a big one lol. (I also wanna say please don't screenshot or share this)
So it all started about a year and a half ago, my friend, who I'll refer to as Bella, had started becoming interested in this guy, who I'll call Dick. The issue to begin with was that Bella was married to her wife, who I'll refer to as Amy. Bella had told me about her having a crush on Dick, and I tried to sway her as much as I could at the beginning, saying things like "I really feel like he's not going to treat you right", "girl, you're married" and "he looks and acts like your uncle". Bella's interest in looking for a man started with looking for a suitable candidate for a sperms donor for her and her wife. She asked me originally, but I explained to her that I didn't want to and why and told her I was sorry. Bella looked for other people but Dick stood out to her because of her underlying crush. So what began as looking for a sperms donor ended up being her splitting from her wife for about a year and pursuing a relationship with dick. Even while she was in it I consistently told her it wasn't good for her. Eventually, while this was going on my other friend Lori found herself reconnected with an old boyfriend from high school who treated her really badly. She called to ask my feelings on it cause she had called Bella before she called me and said Bella was extremely upset at her for it. I told her I wasn't gonna stop being her friend but it was disappointing and that I just hope he does better this time and all that. Anyway, eventually I got a job at a country club in the kitchen and was reconnected with 3 old friends, who I'll name emma, Becky, and Sara. So by this point I'd become hurt by a lot of mine Bella's plans being overridden by her plans with Dick. So I'd talk to my old friends at work about it. Of course, I'd make sure to not, like, victimize myself and so I'd tell them the bad things I'd done too, just to keep it real. Anyway, regardless my old friends at work decided they didn't really like her. Which made me start questioning some things in our friendship.
To clarify, the issues that me and Bella had ,pertaining to dick, were I had made plans to talk about a very traumatic event that we'd all been through because we never really talked about it, which was overridden by Dick drunkenly calling her for over an hour. I had made plans do drink with Bella and Amy on Christmas, which was overridden by her and Dick having a movie night, after which I had to drive home drunk. There were more but I feel like these examples are enough. These were some of the things that I had told my old friends at work. Which I even told to begin with cause I was upset and Bella wouldn't listen to me when I would talk to her about them. Anyways, I ended up getting closer to my old friends and would hang out with them sometimes after work. Around this time I was still hanging out with Bella and Amy. Eventually, me and all of my old friends quit the country club, and we had become close enough we would hang out regularly. This was around July and by July me and Bella had already had some arguments(over things I can't remember) and had gone on and off no contact.
This is kind of where the majority of it started. On July 5th I was in a pretty severe car accident with my grandparents. While we were on the way back home from the funeral home(looking for a headstone for my mom's grave) We were hit head on. Really hard. My grandpa broke both his legs and his back. My grandma broke her chest plate and her foot, I broke my back and 2 ribs. Which typing it out sounds less severe but me and my grandpa were lifeflighted and i was kept in the hospital for 2 days, so it was fairly bad. Anyways, in the accident I lost my phone and had to use Instagram to get a hold of anyone after the accident. I was practically crippled for about 2 months, and while Bella and Amy had been out to see us after we got back from the hospital, they only came once. This was an issue to me then cause me and Bella have been really good friends for 7 years to the point we had lived with each other. She was also really close with my grandparents. She would message me once every(maybe) couple of weeks. By this point I was upset with Lori as well because she hadn't texted or been out to see me at all, so I wasn't talking to her whatsoever. I eventually stopped talking to Bella because I assumed she had been so up Dick's ass that me getting an a car accident was less important. By this point Lori had finally reached out and we began talking again, and I would talk to her about how I felt Bella wasn't treating me right as a friend. Eventually Amy reached out and this is where it all started to go downhill. Amy would constantly talk to me about Bella and Dick which made me even more upset at Bella. So I would talk to Lori about it, as well. By the time I was able to be up and around I was mainly hanging out with emma, Becky, and Sara. We had all become kind of close, so I would talk to them about my issues with Bella, Lori, and Amy. A couple months after this Amy had told Bella all that had been talked about. Between me, her and Lori. The issue here was that most of the stuff that was ever talked about between me and any of them besides Bella was stuff I had already had arguments with Bella about. Anyways, when Bella found out she sent me some messages on Instagram telling me that she knew and how I was being fake and talking shit behind her back, so I stopped talking to both Bella and Amy entirely until January of this year. From September to February my main friend group was my old friends that I met at work. When me and Bella and Amy finally started talking again, not long after that emma messaged me saying that I had been talking shit behind her back to Becky. I can admit now that I was talking shit about Bella to emma and my other old friends from work. The issue with emma is that I had literally never talked about her to Becky besides about what to do for Becky's birthday. Since then, I've stopped talking to emma. Skipping to present day, me, Bella, Amy, and Lori are friends again and I still am friends with Becky. After me and Bella got back in contact we've had loads of long conversations about our issues and I've been trying hard to be a better friend. I admitted to Bella that I was talking shit and told her what I would talk about. And since then I've talked to Bella about how I feel done wrong by Emma. But now, for some reason, emma has sent Bella a friend request on Facebook which I've been sorta worried about.
TL;DR: I talked about my friends relationship and all of our issues to my other group of friends and was called fake by her, a friend from my other friend group also said I was being fake when I legitimately wasn't. Had I actually been fake? How do I know if I'm being fake, and how do I acknowledge it and change my behavior? Is this just because I'm a guy with mostly friends who are girls and there's like a difference in dynamic that I don't understand or something?

Over last semester I had several mental health “crisis” where I wasn’t able to regulate my emotions which lead to breakdowns. With this, my counselor would respond sometimes late at night having to help calm me down. I just got a letter from my college stating that I would need to agree to several conditions to be allowed to return. This including but not limited to seeing a psychiatrist for medication, and then allowing a release of information for the college to speak with my psychiatrist. Speaking with my therapist regularly, and allowing them to speak with her as well on an ongoing basis. My main question being is the school allowed to force me to see a psychiatrist to get on medication in order to allow me to go back on campus? I must speak these terms and conditions for being back on August. I’m entirely confused. None of these issues were communicated during the school year and now I’m getting this letter two months before going back, is this legal?

Soul, they must be enlightened
Line, hyphen, negative
Take away this type'a crime writing(Righting)
Is this a testament(Prophet)?
I done sat(SAT) in class for too long doing
SATs(Non Profit)
I'm like bless, they sneeze
Cause I'm at you(Atchu) to be clean
next(Kleenex)
Man this book got our kind dumb(Condom) like
clean sex
Jimmy Neutron, but what about the soul?
Soul tell 'em, no hella, shit is golden dog, Old
Yeller
Cold fella, I'm thinkin' King James was a
snowman
Slave ship Peddled(Pedal) and fucked, we
seen romance(Rome)
Man, they do our minds wrong, sin a mental
They GMO'd everything, cinnamon too
Descend a min too, it's in a men to be sinful
We lackin' information, I guess this is what I'm
in for(Info)
Mentos, fresh air, men told us we totaled(Toto)
Who's the Wizard of Oz dog? God, I need a
photo
Boss how(Howl), Rothschild, LeCoff(Albert
LeCoff) proud
They could rock(Carock Wizard, Korock
Forest) any shirt in the world, it's y'all style
Like we done did somethin' lazy
Sheep led to the deep web, them kids(Baby
Goat) fuckin' crazy
Dominos(Petting Farm) at my fence, it's the
pizzagate
You can keep the cake, y'all kids rap easy
Spell cursive, lane(Blair witch)
which(Language) craft(Witchcraft) to use?
Half you dudes after school candy
offering(Drugs)
I may be off topic, shit is gothic
Say to make Holy Water just pray over regular
water
Why the fuck did we take all them water
bottles to Flint?
We was lead(Led) to do the plan
We don't understand why mo(Big Mo) died
We was drinkin magic carpets(Lean)
We was happy with the fluoride
Stollen stories, robbery on this floor
It's a Mary in the Hebrew people
Y'all can see the script's tore(scripture)
Prophecy, this is all for a profit see the block
gettin' spammed
I'm tellin' you one thing, you should rock with
the man
I see stones, who boulder than I?
Told 'em(Totem) it's chai or teas(Ch’ortis’) in
us
With more(Moor, Moore) lies that tire(Moore
tires) people
The higher people makin' all the jobs to hire
people to keep 'em sleep
Follow your dreams, member? Your dream
house
Your dream life, your dream car, your dream
spouse
System Of A Down, wake up!
You ain't never read Jacob, but you went and
bought a Jacob
Speakin' of "J", that's a new letter
Who let it inside the alphabet?
Who led us(Letters) to the alphabet?
All these alphas done bit our Letters(Lettuce)
Swallowed all our vegetables, next to you like
it's cool
America stollen, theft(Death) is a crime, these
type a rules
Girl texting her new boyfriend, these type a
dudes
College grad and now you in debt, these type a
schools
School blockin' your B12, all day in the class
And on top of that you don't eat well(Whale)
Am I free will he(Free Willy, Willy Falcon)
understand?
The pitch is a bitch, we get the underhand
My dad wife fallin', it's all due to the
motherland
Some other God smotherin' us, this Hell is it?
Chem trail visit, line(Lying) up the sky
God is real then the sky a chill
It got us ill like something nasty
Ew like my cousin asscheeks
Will like when cousin Ashley
We don't actually see why we athletes
Players trollin' the world, they do all this for a
trophy
Oh, English done fucked us
Then to top it off we drinkin' that Olde English
like it's nothin'
Stuck in a maze, fuck it's amazin'
Fuckers who pray get stuck in Amazing Grace
song
Macy Gray in a grey thong, this shit don't make
no sense(Scents)
How can we smell truth? Alchemy on the
balcony with ACL tears
Church, who the Hell cares? What about
healthcare?
No, what about welfare? What about
werewolfs?
How could it be a full moon when the Earth is
flat?

Was Miquella trying to grow his Great Rune into a rival to the Elden Ring?
This is a theory I've had ever since the DLC was announced. I think there are some things that point towards it, but it is mostly speculation based on a few descriptions.
One of the most important roles of the Erdtree seems to be to hold the Elden Ring. While this may not have always been the case (in Crumbling Farum Azula there is a depiction of the ancient Elden Ring that is likely to predate the Erdtree), I think it's likely that the reason Miquella placed himself inside the Erdtree was to grow his Great Rune into a rival to the Elden Ring.
It is generally accepted that Miquella is a great craftsman, having made Miquella's needle, Malenia's prosthetics and a lot of other things, but I also believe that the incantations attributed to Miquella are indicators that Miquella has an interest in creating a rival to the Elden Ring. Miquella's Ring of Light Ash of War, Triple Rings of Light, and potentially even Discus of Light are all examples of Miquella creating rings of some sort.
I think that Miquella's intention was to create a ring that is free from the influence of Outer Gods, as a potential solution to Malenia's Rot.
I'm interested to hear what others have to say about this, as I've been sitting on this theory for a while, so please let me know if I'm crazy, if there are other details you think might give evidence towards it, or anything that might disprove it. I know it's not much to go by, but it just makes sense to me, so I thought I'd get it out on this subreddit.

Hi everyone:) I’m an accounting major with a 3.7 GPA at SMC looking to transfer to university for fall 2025. I’m set to complete all my major related classes and I have completed the golden 4 already.
So here’s my question, do I have to complete every possible gen ed class to be able to transfer? I’m trying to escape a toxic household so I’m trying to transfer asap.
I would be missing I think 2-3 of them (random classes like life science for example) would this make me ineligible to transfer?
I can in theory complete all of them if I do 4 classes simultaneously but I’m worried that would drop my GPA.
Also is a 3.6/3.7 enough to transfer as an accounting/ finance major? CSULB is my favorite “safe school” incase I don’t make it to my top choice.
Thank you for any advice/ information :)

Job Description:
We are a small business looking for a dedicated Social Media Manager to help grow and manage our niche Facebook group dedicated to sports card openings. This role involves content creation, community engagement, and running social media ads. Our budget is $50-$100NZD per week. Estimated 2 hours of work per week. (A lot more hours in future if we grow in size)
An example of a weeks work might be - One short form video, One - Two Facebook advertisements, One - Two engaging Instagram posts.
Responsibilities: Create short form content from our live streams. Create and schedule engaging content for the channels group. Engage with group members and encourage participation. Run targeted Facebook ads to attract new members. Monitor and report on group growth and engagement metrics.
Requirements: Experience in social media management, particularly with Facebook groups. Knowledge of sports cards and the hobby community. Ability to work independently and meet deadlines. Creative and proactive approach to community engagement. Compensation: $50-$100NZD per week.
Location: Remote
To Apply: Please send your resume, examples of past social media work, and a brief cover letter outlining your experience and why you're interested in this role to oceaniabreaksnz@gmail.com.

Hello everyone,
I am currently residing in the UK and find myself in a bit of a predicament. My passport has recently expired and the earliest appointment I could secure for its renewal is scheduled after the expiration date of my current visa.
This situation has left me quite concerned and I am seeking advice on a specific matter: Is it possible to apply for a graduate visa in the UK with an expired passport as some people seems to have claimed on the internet?
I recent attempted a draft application, and got stucked at the point of passport expiration input.
Any guidance or experiences shared would be greatly appreciated. Thank you in advance for your time and assistance.

Hello everyone,
I've been cycling for years, both indoor and outdoor. For the past six months, I've also been running about 15-20 km per week. I'm a hobbyist athlete and don't participate in competitions; I just want to stay fit.
There are many options in the sports watch market, and I've come across the Huawei GT 4 and Huawei Watch Fit 3. Previously, I tried the Garmin FR 165 and FR 255 for 2-3 days. What bothered me the most was the intentional software limitations. I've read that Huawei frequently receives updates and is continuously improved. However, there were some features on the Garmin watches that I liked, and I have a few questions to help me make a better decision:

1. Is HRV measured nightly?
2. Are the features Training Load and Training Readiness available?
3. Can I create heart rate (Zone 2) based workouts for running and cycling (indoooutdoor)?
4. Is it possible to connect a cadence and speed sensor via Bluetooth?
5. Can you connect a heart rate chest strap?
6. Can the heart rate be sent to, for example, a bike computer or Zwift?
7. Is the MIPS display darker than the FR 255?
8. Does the watch continue to receive updates, or is a new model coming soon?
9. I found the Body Battery feature nice; is there something similar on Huawei?
10. Does the touchscreen interface respond smoothly?
11. With a budget of €200-300, would you choose the Huawei GT 4 or Watch Fit 3 again today?
12. Does the watch provide individual training recommendations?

I know these are a lot of questions, but I would really appreciate it if some of them could be answered.
Thank you in advance!