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Hi All,
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I am a twenty three year old from the United Kingdom. I am and have been an active role-player for around three-four years now.
I've done regular "slice of life" Role-plays, Fantasy Role-plays and Fandom Role-plays, but now I am looking for someone to do "The Walking Dead" esque apocalypse role-play.
A few things I'd want to say off the bat is, I don't want OP charters I want the RP and the threat to the characters to feel as real as possible, I don't take control of what happens to someone else's character so I would expect that same courtesy in return. I'm not against things happening to my character but I'd want to discuss it before hand just so we can share ideas and maybe/hopefully make the role-play better.
Other than that I'm pretty easy when it comes to playing I normally match my Rp partners detail and response length, I also don't expect constant replies either I know a we all have stuff in our personal lives that will always take precedence over some silly zombie apocalypse role play.
I do Rp in first person but I can try third but just a warning I often have found myself slipping into first person whenever I've tried third person and people have got annoyed/mad with me so just a warning lol.
I am open to including romance if that's something you are looking for as well.
Everyone is welcome Male,Female,Nonbinary
Other than that I think I have covered everything so if you are interested drop me a private message and lets discuss details, what we want/expect from the RP and how long we'd like it to go.
Thank you for reading and I look forward to hearing from you [hopefully lol]

I have 2 job offers and am very torn.. I was laid off a few weeks ago and promised myself I wouldn’t take a job just to take a job.
Job A pays $4 a hour more than job B. Is a 35 minute drive, but after 6 months I can work remote 2x a week. It is taking a slight step back, but they are willing to cross train me and support where I want to move up to - lots of growth potential. Vacation and sick time suck though - 3 days sick and 5 vacation that I can’t touch for a year.
Job B is 100% in office, but is a 12 minute drive. It’s closer to what I’ve wanted to be doing, but pays $4/hour less than job A. Sick and vacation time are better - 5 days sick and 8 days vacation. Not sure how much growth potential there is.
Both have 401k and similar health benefits.
If it makes any difference, job A is a smaller company owned by a friend of a friend, who has been spoken highly of, so I know what I’m getting into as far a culture etc. I have no kids or any obligations that the longer drive would affect.

Welp decided to start writing these journals weekly instead of daily other wise it would get boring and probably annoy some people lol.
Not much to say really for this week I can only repeat what I said on day one but I suppose I could talk about yesterday and plans for today.
Yesterday I continued my exercise journey with push ups, i'm getting better muscles were tad sore though but that usually a good sign meaning muscles are growing in size. I decided to treat myself first time in long time and saw that new John Wick 4 film and wow what film, don't worry i won't spoil but what i will say is, if you are a fan of John Wick series definately go see it in cinemas now while you can. Trust me be thankful you did.
Now then today, I suppose I'll rest from exercise and let the muscles heal probably ready for next week. I'm slowly getting my thoughts together with what I wanna do in life, you may have been nosy enough on my profile to get an idea but if not don't worry nothing too glamorus. It'll be difficult to learn anyways but if I can pull it off, then I can have a healthy sleep scheduele for life and a job I'll enjoy.
Well thats all for this week, I suppose, I'll keep you informed next week if you guys enjoy these little post. Anyways have a nice day, afternoon, evening wereever and what ever the time might be take care.

Whilst I (20M) usually just ask myself these questions and get over with it, this time it feels different. This time I feel like everything I've been insecure about, everything I've asked myself the past years, everything is getting condensed into a big knot around my heart and keeps getting tighter..
One of it's catalyser might be a crush I have on a girl (20F) in my class, we're both 20 and things seem to go fine as friends, whilst I want more I know she can't stand long distance relationships, we're both 500+kms apart. I'm just getting super anxious of how I talk to her and how I act while with her. Asking her out on a date is so weird and I really don't have any idea of how it'll go, letting things be the way they're meant to happen isn't my strong point.
There's also the friends I hang out with, for who I really I'm a boulder on their feet, always around, always there being annoying, saying silly jokes and acting all confident, I haven't felt vulnerable in a while and it scares the living shit out of me. Sometimes I ask myself if they're not better off without me and if they're evening may be better. The girl I was refering to just before is apart of the group.
My studies, I went downhill last year with chemistry studies, attending university was a proudness I can't foret, not will my parents, tho I failed and had to sort things out, find something new, find a new life goal, upholstery came in time but after 7 months I just can't get the thought out my head "is it truly what I want to do the rest of my life?", watchmaking seems like something that can please me but I don't know.
I think I want to feel cared primarily..

I’ve (f24) been talking to this guy (m23) for about a month. We would talk on the phone daily and have intense contact everyday. We didnt meet until after about 2.5 weeks which I thought was a bit strange, even though I initiated meeting before that aswell.
Our first date was a bit strange, he said we would go have dinner but we just got ice cream. After that we went to his place and he tried to have sex with me. I was clear with that I wasnt going to do that on the first date. He said he would never force anything.
When I came home I just felt like something was off. But he texted me asking if I was okay and I reassured him, but also saying that I like him and im looking for something serious, if he’s not doing the same maybe we shouldn’t continue talking. He made it very clear that having sex soon is absolutely not something that changes his views on the girl, he still wants to get to know me and continue talking and would never pressure me to do anything and encouraged me to always speak up if I felt some type of way. Our contact remained the same and he was very loving very day, it almost started to feel like a relationship. We went on 2 more dates and on the third one we ended up having sex. I still felt like it was to early for me personally but it just happened and I felt right in the moment.
Immediately after I could feel the shift. He was cold and started hinting that its time to go home. The next day texting was minimal and no call, even though we used to everyday. I called him later in the evening asking if hes alright and he got annoyed that I asked, saying he just got a lot with work and ended the call quickly. The day after that was the same and I called again, know being more honest saying that I felt something has been off since we had sex.
He didnt answer my question, just asking what I needed to stop feeling this way. I told him I dont want to force him to do anything but I would appreciate if he told me when he was feeling off bc work or other stuff, so I know its not me. He became angry, asking why I was so insecure and needing so much from him. He said that he needs to remind me that hes not my man. And that he dont want to go through stuff like this again and that he never has had any issues before in a talking stage. He said that me being in 2 relationships before, I should know better. After that he didnt want to talk and ended the call quick.
The next day (this was yesterday) he called me and I got hopeful. But he acted like nothing happened and we had a awkward call, I was asking all the questions and he eneded he call quickly aswell.
I feel heartbroken, this man really reassured me that he wouldn’t do something like this. I feel really naive but also angry, since I made it very clear about what I want. But I don’t understand why he doesn’t end contact with me? Is he just stringing me along to make me be the one that ends it?

I went out with a work friend Friday night. We’ve had plenty of drinks and took some drugs too idk what exactly.
I don’t really drink and I don’t take drugs. I was fading in and out of consciousness but I remember her trying to take me back to her house. I fought her off and ran into traffic hoping she wouldn’t follow.
I ended up in the hospital for most of Saturday and talked to police twice. They weren’t really helpful tbh.
I just don’t know what to feel rn. I don’t blame my coworker but I for sure wouldn’t feel safe alone with her.

Originally posted by u/feisty-art9149 in TrueOffMyChest on March 19th, updated as an edit undated.
Trigger Warning: Child neglect, mentions of mental health struggles and self harm
Original post
My mother hates me for telling my sister the truth.
I want to preface this with an apology if it’s all over the place. There’s so much information to sort through and decide what does or doesn’t have a place here. I will reply to what I can and make edits for any common questions/ remarks.
So a little (or a lot) of background is required for this to make any sense. Many years ago my mother had an affair that completely blew up our family. I suppose the affair was the lesser issue, but rather all her other actions that screwed many of us over. For context I was 10, my younger sister was 7/8 and my older sister almost 14- all female.
To start with, in the years prior, my mother had taken out tens of thousands of dollars in loans and credit cards in my dads name, of which he was never aware of. Ignorant, absolutely, but she had always managed all finances while a SAHM. She also managed to make 5 years of GST payments disappear from the business account, for which dad was then charged with two charges (around 100K in fines) of tax evasion on top of the missed payments.
All three of us kids had a bank account set up from young, which our dad had added to so that we would be in a positive position when we were older- for University, or a house deposit, whatever it was that we desired. Being saving orientated even as a kid, I had chosen to put 100% of any money earnt through chores or gifted for birthdays into the account. At 14 when I began working and gained access to net banking I realised mum had drained my account, less $50… only my account.
If that wasn’t enough, her own mother had stored a sum of money in my parents safe that was intended for her funeral. My mother took every last dollar and refused to pay it back- my dad paid it back with interest when he found out.
Due to the tricky financial situation, dad had to travel for work, wherever the trade was needed in that moment. Typically he would leave in the early hours of Monday morning and return on Saturday afternoon. In this time my mother felt it appropriate to leave us at home so that she could visit the affair partner, usually not coming home for days at a time. Nobody knew- we had no carers or access to resource as we lived a 20 minute drive to the nearest town/stores.
This went on for a few weeks before my mum (sometimes) contacted our cousin to come stay with us while she was out… To this day I believe that only happened because the other guy figure out what was going on. Due to timing of people coming and going our dad didn’t know any of this happened to until months later. I kept quiet because I knew he couldn’t afford to stay home.
All this said- I stepped into the parent role. My little sister was kept in the dark as much as possible, I did my best to maintain her same routine so that she felt as little impact as possible. Obviously she suffered, to the point of requesting to sleep in my bed every night for a year, but it seems that she doesn’t remember any of the shitty things that happened back then.
My older sister was very mentally ill, where I had to medicate her each morning and conduct daily body and room checks. Those who know will get what I’m suggesting… To the best of my knowledge our little sister never saw any of this- I didn’t and don’t believe those are subject such little eyes should have to witness. The older sister was also really ashamed and has asked to keep this situation away from the youngest as she had a habit of speaking without realising or knowing the potential damage.
As much as I hated the responsibility, cooking, cleaning, hiding the families dirty laundry; I was also very aware that what was happening wasn’t okay. That if I couldn’t keep it together and matters hidden, that authorities would become involved. Those times were scary but the idea of not having access to and control over what happened to me or my siblings felt like it would be worse.
These are only the first things that come to mind but the details aren’t exactly the point of this post.
Anyway, I guess my younger sister’s soon to be in laws have asked some questions, of which my sister doesn’t have the ability to answer. I would suggest she asked our mother first but the queries would have been shut down. I know she feels guilty, knows that she screwed up, and frankly I hope she never forgives herself for it.
So, little sister came to me and for the first time in 15 years I was willing to give her the answers she was looking for. I’ve always been vague, not wanting to cause her pain, but I’ve started feeling guilty in recent years for not treating her as enough of an adult to make her own decisions. After a loooot of therapy, I have realised that I don’t have to be their parent anymore. My sister cried, I cried, and she apologised for assumption made and words said because she didn’t know any better in the past. She needs and wants time to process a whole lot of information that’s entirely new to her, that has quite literally flipped the way she has perceived many people over the years.
Anywho… she isn’t speaking to our mother right now and that’s where it becomes my problem, I guess. She called me, blowing up, claiming I’ve ruined her relationship with her daughter. That I’m out to get her, resentful without cause and need to stop living in the past. But I don’t see how me being honest about her actions is my fault? Could I have filtered details? Maybe. But I don’t understand why I should have to hold onto the pressure of keeping her shortcomings secret. Maybe it’s time to grow up and pay for the consequences of your actions….
Edit: to add genders.
In the comments:
She’s never taken any responsibility, only made excuses. My favourite was the one for her leaving us to care for ourselves- “you all made it clear you didn’t want to spend time with me”.
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I feel like she thought she’d gotten away with it at this point and that’s why she’s mad. To be honest I only told my sister for selfish reasons… we’ve only in recent years developed a close relationship and I didn’t want to lose that if she became mad at me for not telling her anything. I know there was always a layer of resentment towards me for “thinking I was the boss of her”. She needed somebody to be mad at and at the time I was okay with that person being me.
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Children (and young adults) get mad at the people it is safe to be mad at. It sounds like you took that anger to give her a safe space and a safe person. Now that she's of an age where she is old enough to hear the truth, where it's safe for her to be angry at your mom without risking breaking your family apart, you've given her the truth. That's quite heroic. I hope you find the peace and space to have a life of your own free from your mother's negligent abuse. You've certainly more than earned it.

OP: I never considered the aspect of somebody needing to be safe to be mad at them. That puts a lot into perspective… thank you. Tbh my mother has no influence over my life or feelings. I stopped regarding her as a parental figure long ago so her opinion of me, someone she really had no part in moulding, means nothing. Don’t get me wrong, I do not place the blame for all wrong doings exclusively on her, but she was certainly the catalyst for most of the difficult seasons. Every action or inaction I’ve ever made has been a decision to protect the other people she hurt which only served to protect her from backlash and I think it’s time she faced up.
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In some ways I think caring for them was all that kept me sane. I was so busy and exhausted by the day to day motions that I didn’t have time to reflect on my own feelings or the situation as a whole. Full survival mode I suppose. I appreciate that, a lot. I tried my best… in hindsight doing for them what I probably needed myself.
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She was cut out for a very long time. The stolen money (from myself) was the absolute last straw which resulted in me going no contact for about 5 years. Part of me thinks she was glad for that, too, because I’d threatened to press charges against the mystery thief if she didn’t fess up. But because of my sisters age, and her eventually choosing to live with mum, I felt compelled to be civil because I missed my sister. I live 4 hours from my hometown now, so maintaining a healthy distance is really quite easy.
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Curious about your dad, how is he doing rn? After knowing the truth, did your younger sister go living with your dad? And did he divorce your mother? And all that money she stole, what was she doing with that money? Did you get any of your money back?

OP: He’s doing really good, but of course had had a long time to pick up the pieces. In his 50s and still working 6 days a week- not because he needs to but because he’s never known anything else. His parents were immigrants so it was quite literally bred into him.
She’s 22 now and living with her partner. She and dad never had a strained relationship but after years of living exclusively with him, decided to spend the next few years with mum. Never any bad blood on either end where she’s concerned. They did divorce long ago, and as much as I find it strange, they still have a relatively positive relationship.
The money…. Literally who knows. Never saw a cent returned though! Dad didn’t know she stole from me until 6 ish years ago. Early on he was struggling and I knew he’d try to put the money back if I told him. He knew something had happened for me not to talk to my mother all those years but I hadn’t told him and she sure wasn’t going to.
Recently my husband and I built our first home and he was insistent on cutting “trade swaps” to save money which I strongly feel was his way of repaying her debt to me. He’s a great dad… has his flaws as every human does, but every step he’s taken has been with the intention of his kids not having to want for things as he and his siblings did.
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I only tolerated her in the past to keep my sister close- I don’t trust our mother to not hurt her in the process of getting what she wants. The partners family aren’t stupid and while they will hand out finance they will never relinquish control of it. If they suspect somebody of having ill intent, they’re cut out of all their lives. Mums husband does pretty well for himself and pays all their living expenses, but knowing her past will not give her unbridled access so she has to work to support her spending habit which is probably where the jealousy comes in.
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I used to tell my sister that I “don’t really know”, “can’t remember”, or “have only heard snippets of the story”, so not necessarily a lie but definitely deceit by omission.
1st Update:
Aaaand now she’s resorted to posting on Facebook, claiming that one of her “ingrates are spreading rumours to ruin her” JFC 🤦🏼‍♀️ I don’t even have Facebook, so not really sure what she’s trying to achieve in doing this, but an old family friend called my dad to ask what’s going on. Also, I’m speaking to nobody about the situation? I don’t even live in our hometown!!! If nothing else- she has nothing for me to ruin. No way I’m engaging or sinking to her level but seriously… what a waste of a person. Now the parents are fighting, she’s fighting with her current husband and shit is all around just getting messy. She thinks she’s making people feel sorry for her but mostly she just looks pathetic, if you ask me.
Update 2:
Turns out I REALLY don’t need to sink to her level, that’s been taken care of while I sleep. I guess mums privacy settings aren’t great and that’s working against her. The vague ‘woe is me’ post has been shared by three family members/ friends with a single, but far less cryptic, one liner. I’m told: “oh you mean the ingrate that raised your kids?”, “Should she be more grateful for your affair or the complete and utter abandonment of your three kids” and my absolute favourite (from my granny) “rot in hell you lying thieving bitch”
Reminder, DO NOT comment on the original posts or contact the original poster. I am not the original poster. This is a repost.

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My mum created an email for me in 2017 on family link, I have had everything on that email ever since, I got my new email in around 2020 and stopped using the old one, I asked my mum about that email and she said she will try to take it off of family link so I can use it on multiply devices. She accidently deleted the email without realising and now I cant recover it, What do I do?

Hello. This is a repost.
It is hard to describe the urges, my body feels like exploding and I feel extreme emotional pain constantly and I know I would feel the ultimate relief if I would hurt someone.
Before I describe the fantasies I have to say that I know that this is very immoral and I really don't want to act on it.
I can't describe it in detail cause I don't want to get suspended again but it is mostly about violently killing and raping innocents.
I think it is mostly about confronting people with things that they find disgusting is what gets me off.
My main problem aren't the fantasies itself, it helped me to feel good at first but after some time they became urges in real life, this is what really hurts, how my body and mind feels when I have those urges.
My Life was disgusting way before those urges but this made everything 100x worse.
Those urges began when I was 13 or so, I had the urge to hurt my dog, I remember my first sadistic urge, my dog was sleeping and I cuddled with him and then I had the urge to crush him, it felt extremely weird but I didn't mind. The first fantasies were when I realized how I got abused, I fantasized about murdering others constantly after that.
As I said I am pretty sure why I have those urges, I got abused massively in my childhood and my childhood generally was very bad.
In the Kindergarten I was very feared of social contact and didn't talk with anyone.
In the elementary school it got really bad, out of nowhere a "friend" forced me to show my penis, he said he would beat me up if I wouldn't show him so I did even though I didn't want to, another "friend" always touched my nipples and he didn't care that I said that it hurts. In this time I saw sexuality as something disgusting that only works if one person is hurt and I am pretty sure this is why I have rape fantasies cause my subconscious still thinks that even though I am against sexual violence. As far as I know is that they did it cause they were abused by pedophiles.
After Elementary school I thought everything has gotten better but it got worse when I visited my father, he had aggression problems so he had beaten me up multiple times and had to hide in a room and was extremely scared to go out. He also had a disease so he would puke a lot of blood, it was normal for me to see liters of human blood. He also showed me how to hang myself. The worst thing he did was when I visited my grandma and she was sleeping, everything was fine but then he grabbed a knife and threatened me and laughed at me when I was scared, the inner terror I felt. I also saw his corpse when he died and I cried cause I haven't seen a corpse and I was only 12.
After that I came in a new class and everything there was ok but then I got a crush on a girl and I told a "friend" and he said that he tells her if I didn't tell her myself so I did and she was scared and told everyone and then I got bullied, this has hurt really bad cause I trusted her and deeply loved her and constantly fantasized about being with her.
It was a really bad time but I could still feel love back then.
Then my grandma died and the last bit of love in me, I cried so much.
After that it was too much for me, I looked up videos of corpses and people dying to ease the pain and to normalize it for me and it worked but a bit too good, I began to watch gore excessively.
It became even worse when I realized how I got abused, then I fantasized about doing those things in real life and then the urges follow.
In that time I saw the old "friend" and hoped that he is better now but the first thing he does is sexually assault me, I asked him why he did this and he said because he had the urge to, this was very creepy for me cause he probably feels like myself except that he acts on it cause he can't endure the disgusting feeling of that urge.
I tried to break the contact with him and said I didn't like him cause he assaults me and this hurts me even more and he said he would better himself but then some weeks later his friend who forced me to show my penis in elementary school texted me that he would beat me up if I don't give them money, this made me feel an extreme amount of anger.
I told my other friends that he sexually assaulted me but they don't care.
I can't go out alone cause he has many strong people and I don't want to get beaten up my him, last helloween he searched for me to kill me.
I do the same thing I did when I got bullied in the past, not going out and just sitting in front of my pc after school, in the past it works but now I constantly feel the urge to hurt others.
It is kinda ironic how it hasn't changed a bit, in the past I distanced myself from others cause I was scared that they would hurt me and now I do the same thing but cause I am scared of myself.
I am also constantly scared that others will hurt me.
What is also bad is that I am really bad at impulse control, I was extremely angry in the past and destroyed every object in my room but this wasn't that bad cause it was only objects and not humans.
I think the best example of how I feel for this urges is how a person who is mentally addicted to a drug feels when they don't take it for long, they can stop it but will always have the urge to take it and they will also do that if they don't monitor themself but the difference is that while they would just get the drug issues if they don't watch themself I would rape or kill someone.
It is mental torture this pressure that I feel, it is probably one of the worst mental conditions.
I also can't feel love anymore.
I tried many psychologists but it just made it worse. The first and second one said that my problems are too big for them. The third one said that my urges scare him and that I don't have to wonder that no one likes me if I fantasize about others in that way which hurt me.
Cause I tried to kill myself I now have to go to a psychiatry everyday and there a therapist talks with me, but what I find weird is that everytime she asks if I can assure that I don't kill myself or others, for the first point I believe that it is my choice to die alone and for the second question I always feel like a monster.
And besides that I am really scared to talk about this with other people.
And also I am pretty sure this isn't ocd, I enjoy these fantasies sometimes and now they are also urges not only thoughts.
I tried anypsychotics but it just makes the urges worse.
And also in the psychiatry a 10 year old said weird things about murder and cause of that they thought that I told him this cause it matches my fantasies even though I would never tell a child those things, this is what I get I get suspected for weird things just because I am honest with my thoughts to my therapist, this also hurt me, after that I got more scared to talk about my thoughts.
I think another big problem is that I have always lived in my fantasy world instead of socializing but it was all ok until the fantasies became so dark.
My plan is to try therapy until I am 18 (I am 16 right now), then get an apartment, buy the things necessary for inert gas and end my life without pain, I am to scared to hang myself or whatever.
My life is just nothing that I would've called "fun" anymore, in the past I loved it to play with my friends or play games, now all I do is fantasize about killing others or masturbating while thinking about rape, this is just disgusting if I think about it.
I can never cuddle with a future girlfriend without having the urge to hurt her or be with friends without having the urge to hurt them, it just just mental torture for me.
Castration wouldn't work cause many urges are non sexual, the masturbation is just a bit of relief for it.

I know AI is often confidently incorrect about many things, but I had a positive experience just talking to it about a book I read. It's almost like talking to a smart friend (or a friend who pretends to be smart) about a book you both read, and helping each other analyze and think about the themes and meanings and riffing off each other's interpretations.
I asked it questions that I still had about the book, and asked it to give me examples from the book to support its explanations, and it did, I also gave it my own thoughts and theories and asked it to help me support them with the text. Some of the characters and chapters were wrong but since I read the book, I understood what it was trying to say anyway, and it really cleared up things I was confused about.
I know students are using AI to write essays, which is bad, but I'm not a student, I just read books for fun, so I feel like I unlocked a tool that makes processing books, especially harder literature, much more accessible and enjoyable.
Anyone do this? what has your experience been like?

Hey fellow employees and Pizza Hut fans. (This is mainly a rant post about today since it was a total shitshow)
So my Pizza Hut I work at, is already really understaffed and we really need as most help as we can get, 3 cooks total, me and two other people know what they’re doing, and a new hire who started today (Saturday)
I’m not sure who’s idea it was, either the assistant manager or the general manager, but someone decided it would be an amazing idea to start and have one of our two shift leads train the new hire to do morning prep on a Saturday. I got to work at 3pm and he was working on dinnerbox pizzas. This went totally south way too fast. I mostly do cut table, so naturally I checked and seen if everything was stocked for the shift. Nothing. No marinara ready, dipping sauce shelves not filled at all, nearly no boxes stocked, a few dessert boxes and no Cinnabon.
Natural reaction, I was already pretty upset, then I checked the retarder (whatever it’s called) no prepped BNYs, very few prepped stuffed crust (7 to be exact) only medium HTT and medium thin was the only thing we had the proper amount of prepped. Apparently no one worked the proofer either because we had so few breadstick dough we ran out within 2 hours.
My shift was from 3pm-11:30pm, long story short, I was overwhelmed, it was me and the other shift lead (in training) practically running the store while super crowded, I had pizzas start to burn because of how many pizzas were in the oven while going as fast as possible running from cut to wingstreet. The assistant manager was in but she’s sick and still forced to come in, and suffer I guess because she can barely walk (recovering from Covid) everyone was upset, drivers were upset because their orders were taking a while, customers were upset because of the same reason, absolute clusterfuck. On top of all of this, today was the 7th day in a row I’ve worked 8 hours. I was so tired and overwhelmed with all of the stress, I told the shift lead and walked out around 8pm. I can handle a lot when it comes to Pizza Hut, I’ve been here for 4 months. I couldn’t handle it and needed a break, my next day off since last Saturday would’ve been Monday so I’m already being overworked.
If I’m not allowed to come back to work, I’ll just find another job, I’m not doing that again
Oh yeah also all of that stress for $10/hour, not worth it.

Would people usually refund in these situations? The photos before show the zip done up / hanging up new with tags & the buyer claims the zip has come off but the photo shows the dress undone. Can you send photos to vinted of proof of the item’s condition before to investigate? She’s asked for a return and for me to cover return postage. I don’t want to confront the buyer yet until I know what is best really/ would rather go through vinted

I apologize for the lengthy post. My ex wife cheated on me many years ago, about 12 years ago to be specific (this was about 5 years into our marriage at the time). Anyway, she cheated on me and only told me because she got pregnant. We were still having sex regularly at that time so there was a chance that the child was mine. She was certain that the other dude was the father so her way of handling this was to abort the pregnancy and try to tell me that she had miscarried. I found this out and we separated for about 3 weeks. I was obviously very hurt. I was also a coward and terrified to be alone so I took her back, even though I had fallen out of love with her and was never able to rekindle that love. We were married for 10 more years and have 2 amazing children together.
Eventually my mental health began to deteriorate and my anxiety was through the roof. I told her that I had not loved her for some time and we divorced. This was nearly 2 years ago and I currently have an amazing girlfriend. Because I never seemed to have directly addressed the issues stemming from my wife's betrayal and the abortion of what may have been my child, my insecurity threatens to ruin what I believe is a great relationship with a woman who genuinely loves me. I seem to pick at things to find reasons to hurt my own feelings and unfairly turn these around on her. My intrusive thoughts constantly tell me that I can never trust another woman and I find myself sabatoging myself and any chance I have at being happy with her.
Thank you all for reading. I would appreciate any advice, particularly if anyone has a similar experience. Even if you don't have advice, thank you for any encouragement, I hope that maybe just the act of writing or my concerns might help me finally address my own issues.

I let this rattle around in my head since the middle of last week, deciding if I wanted to share it here.
So, had to do the typical meet and greet one on one with the new Director of IT operations. He didn’t ask me “do I have kids”, oh no….he asked “how many kids do you have?” When I said, none, he seemed genuinely surprised, just because I am 45, married and live in the suburbs doesn’t mean kids are a requirement, don’t jump to conclusions.
After that little exchange, he tried to ask more, like if I wanted kids and I shut the conversation down with, “I prefer to keep my work life and personal life separate from each other.” Thankfully, he took that and dropped it, but it was just annoying that it was like a forgone conclusion I must have kids.

Here the background So I know I’m a bit of an attention hog but i true heartedly feel that that you should compete for the attention as a child and as my younger sister my youngest sister (after my first born after the first born sister) she has always been an asshole, she disrespects and cussed at my parents(is the only one who does this having two older and one younger sibling) I do nothing but show love because I am her older brother and try to do what I would want an older brother to do because I never had one. So today I made a joke to our younger brother that I’ve been tell him all day (what are you doing in her!The party is outside?) this was the third time tell him in a joking manner. Then at this third time youngest sisters’ upset and she decides to tell me off. After she replied she moved in and punches me in the face. This made me bleed at first from my nose but just a drop or two but i became so mad that I decide to punch my own wall twice, this was out of pure anger. After cooling down I came out to the party and my sister was taken home after punching me in the face. Here the problem Am I at fault for not knowing her friends left and I was going to tickher off Or is she at fault for punching me for no reason My uncles and parents and gf did come up to me that I need to control myself even if she did something wrong

I am 21 with social anxiety disorder. It’s gotten really severe in the past year. Alright this is kind of embarrassing but:
I started seeing a new therapist like 2 months ago bc my last one no longer worked for the organization.
it’s been okay but a few things have irked me. One being that she seems to not believe me when I say I don’t have friends.
One of our first convos went like this:
“Do you have any friends”
“No unfortunately”
“Really?🧐”
“yeah, I definitely want some though and want to work on that”
“You don’t have any friends?” (In a “you can’t be serious” tone)
“Uh yeah I don’t have any friends. I know some people say they don’t but they’ll actually have a lot but I really don’t have any haha” (I felt weird by this pointt but dismissed this)
I can tell she didn’t believe me even after that last comment.
Since then I’ve noticed little comments like “(words) since you say you don’t have any friends”. Her saying “say” specifically made me question if she was still doubting me- but since I don’t want to look too deep into something that was probably in my head I totally brushed these off.
But at our last session there was one point in which she said “well (words) since you claim to have no friends”.
Tf? Why would I lie about having no friends? Like it’s embarrassing to admit. The use of the word “claim” and the fact that she seemed to doubt my statements again seriously bothered me - I didn’t say anything though, I don’t want to make something out of nothing if I’m just looking to deep into it.
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Another thing to mention, I sometimes see her giggle as our sessions end. At first I found it funny cuz in my head I was like lol im awkward, but it’s happened other times and she did it again our last session but more than usual - like, once we said “bye” she started quietly giggling to herself multiple times before she could end the zoom call. But again, I don’t want to make something out of nothing so I’ve tried to brush this aside.
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One of my issues is that I can’t tell when people are being rude to me, even when they have been in the past (I know bc I’d get confirmation from others or they eventually became rude to an obvious extent), so I tell myself it’s nothing if I ever feel like this. But I’m getting weird vibes.
Here was another convo, I think this one is just me overthinking though, tell me what you think:
We were talking about me getting nervous in a group at school that asked me to join their study group and the grocery store.
I had already talked about how I didn’t know how to greet the group last semester so I’d say hi to one of them and then stay silent, cause i didn’t know if I should say hi to each one,
And in reference to the grocery store I said: “Yeah when I go to the register at the grocery store with my parent I just stay silent the whole time and my parent will greet them. Since they already said hi to each other I don’t know what to do and I get super nervous”.
So she thought for a few seconds and said “Hmm, how do you think you’d feel as the cashier if a group didn’t speak to you”.
I thought about my answer and replied “To be honest I doubt I’d mind as the cashier, but I think in the school-group setting it might make them uncomfortable, since I see them everyday and there’s more of an expectation.”
So she said in a fast / seemingly annoyed tone “ Hm, yeah, that makes sense, cashiers are used to people treating them like they’re invisible (words)”
By the way - my last two jobs were as a cashier lmfao.
So then I said, “Well I was a cashier and I preferred when only one person from the group would say hi, it made me less nervous, which why I said that”
She replied “Ohhhh yeah that changes things.”
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Can you tell me what you think? Am I looking too much into it? I feel like I’m getting pent up resentment / annoyance but not saying anything in case it’s all in my head. Need some outside opinions and i don’t have the friends to ask (lol).

This is my very first reddit account ever, im an aethiest with spiritual beliefs but i openly take any and all interpretations- religious or not <3
Recently, about maybe 4-5 days ago, I had a dream where I died, was reincarnated, found myself alive again(somewhat), and given a date of my death.
In the beginning of the dream, im "dreaming" within it, it was like my normal dreams that averagely dont make sense- traveling with a think a couple of video characters in a jumble of version of a area I used to live. We climb a hill with a cliff edge, and eat mushrooms, and then i "woke up". It was a sudden change but u was suddenly a deer, large anltlers at the edge of a forest, day time, light down on me, a lake. I was eating grass on this small land unattached from the forest besides me by a stream of water before a 2 more deer — who i remembered to be family members — came to get me.
Like the first half, it was quickly done, and it suddenly came to me that I had died, but I was in my body again rather than a deer's. I could go through my phone, and see what had happened, posts and comments on my death from about a year ago- stuff from my grandma, my ex, and im sure others, but thats the most I remembered. My partner suddenly walks inti my room, able to see me(Throughout the dream, who is actually able to interact with me varies which why i said i was somewhat alive bc at the same time i definitely wasnt). They got angry, saying id faked my death in the middle of me writing a note to different family members(including s/o) about how much i loved them and i was sorry. I tried to hug them but they pushed me away and suddenly was gone the next second. I skip to a part where im talking to my mom, obviously confused but we're both sat in the living room. She told me i died May 5th, 2023 meaning the dream was set in 2024(a yr later), i asked how, she told me i walked off a cliff while asleep(I dont actually sleep walk irl but it nods to the very very beginning of this long dream).
The dream ended around there after I spoke with my mom, waking up pretty pyched out because id never dreamed about death nor have I ever dreamed of being an animal or getting a specific date. I don't really know if there's much of a meaning behind it but id really like to know if anyone had any like, ideas of what it could mean?

I am 21 with social anxiety disorder. It’s gotten really severe in the past year. Alright this is kind of embarrassing but:
I started seeing a new therapist like 2 months ago bc my last one no longer worked for the organization.
it’s been okay but a few things have irked me. One being that she seems to not believe me when I say I don’t have friends.
One of our first convos went like this:
“Do you have any friends”
“No unfortunately”
“Really?🧐”
“yeah, I definitely want some though and want to work on that”
“You don’t have any friends?” (In a “you can’t be serious” tone)
“Uh yeah I don’t have any friends. I know some people say they don’t but they’ll actually have a lot but I really don’t have any haha” (I felt weird by this pointt but dismissed this)
I can tell she didn’t believe me even after that last comment.
Since then I’ve noticed little comments like “(words) since you say you don’t have any friends”. Her saying “say” specifically made me question if she was still doubting me- but since I don’t want to look too deep into something that was probably in my head I totally brushed these off.
But at our last session there was one point in which she said “well (words) since you claim to have no friends”.
Tf? Why would I lie about having no friends? Like it’s embarrassing to admit. The use of the word “claim” and the fact that she seemed to doubt my statements again seriously bothered me - I didn’t say anything though, I don’t want to make something out of nothing if I’m just looking to deep into it.
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Another thing to mention, I sometimes see her giggle as our sessions end. At first I found it funny cuz in my head I was like lol im awkward, but it’s happened other times and she did it again our last session but more than usual - like, once we said “bye” she started quietly giggling to herself multiple times before she could end the zoom call. But again, I don’t want to make something out of nothing so I’ve tried to brush this aside.
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One of my issues is that I can’t tell when people are being rude to me, even when they have been in the past (I know bc I’d get confirmation from others or they eventually became rude to an obvious extent), so I tell myself it’s nothing if I ever feel like this. But I’m getting weird vibes.
Here was another convo, I think this one is just me overthinking though, tell me what you think:
We were talking about me getting nervous in a group at school that asked me to join their study group and the grocery store.
I had already talked about how I didn’t know how to greet the group last semester so I’d say hi to one of them and then stay silent, cause i didn’t know if I should say hi to each one,
And in reference to the grocery store I said: “Yeah when I go to the register at the grocery store with my parent I just stay silent the whole time and my parent will greet them. Since they already said hi to each other I don’t know what to do and I get super nervous”.
So she thought for a few seconds and said “Hmm, how do you think you’d feel as the cashier if a group didn’t speak to you”.
I thought about my answer and replied “To be honest I doubt I’d mind as the cashier, but I think in the school-group setting it might make them uncomfortable, since I see them everyday and there’s more of an expectation.”
So she said in a fast / seemingly annoyed tone “ Hm, yeah, that makes sense, cashiers are used to people treating them like they’re invisible (words)”
By the way - my last two jobs were as a cashier lmfao.
So then I said, “Well I was a cashier and I preferred when only one person from the group would say hi, it made me less nervous, which why I said that”
She replied “Ohhhh yeah that changes things.”
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Can you tell me what you think? Am I looking too much into it? I feel like I’m getting pent up resentment / annoyance but not saying anything in case it’s all in my head. Need some outside opinions and i don’t have the friends to ask (lol).

My gf was at the club for her friends birthday, I called when she was done because I was picking her up from the airbnb she was staying at. While I called her after the club to see how she was doing the music in the car was blaring and she kept screaming “you gotta go this is my song” and just telling me to leave the call. I got extremely angered by this because I just wanted to check up on her. I popped off over text and called her and told her I didn’t like being disrespected like that. She told me she was just saying she was going to pop off on the song for a video with her friends and that she didn’t actually want me to leave the call. So I got all mad at her for practically nothing but my anxiety and my ego colliding. She’s pretty mad at me about it. I feel like a complete asshat. Just venting here. Maybe I can’t handle having a girlfriend.

Hey there I hope you are enjoying your vacation after the boards exam. So maybe you are confused about what to do now, like what after 10th . And even if you know what you want to do then also you might have some questions related to it. i have been in a similar situation and since I didn't have proper guidance so i made some bad decision. But i have learned a lot of stuff in the past 3 yr (11th, 12th and drop) . And would like to tell you some stuff that will be hopefully beneficial to you. So i am planing to hold a zoom webinar where I will give you some advice and you can directly ask your question via chat or voice (anonymously) . In case you are interested you can dm me.