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I’m not looking to be judged. Just want to vent. I’m 4 months postpartum and just miserable all the time. I recently got on anti depressants and I’ve been trying to readjust but it’s so hard. I’m jealous that my husband gets to enjoy his hobbies and get free time to himself. I by no means hate my baby, I just literally have no time for anything but everyone still expects a lot. Everyone has been pressuring me to work as soon as possible and I have a job at a hospital that I’m starting next month. I’m going to be working three 12 hour shifts back to back. My husband has never woken up to feed the baby so I lose sleep even on the days that he is off. His mom is always butting into our business and told me that the baby is fully my responsibility because he is working and I’m the woman. I’m going to work, clean/cook, care for the baby, etc. but she doesn’t care. Apparently women have to wear every single hat and STILL find the time/energy to care for their children 24/7. My husband gets stressed after an hour of watching the baby which is the only time I get to myself (when I go to the gym in the morning). I spend 10 of those 60 minutes, crying in my parked car. He tattoos for a living and is usually entirely free after his appointments. I’ve had to stay up until 3 am while the baby is sleeping just to paint my nails and my showers are even timed. If I take too long, he’ll come knock on the door with our crying baby.
My baby cries so much/kicks and screams despite spending the entire day with me. The baby scratches, yanks my hair, and kicks as hard as he can while he cries. It makes me furious and I feel really guilty about it. I feel stressed/angry all the time and I don’t know what to do. I want to be happy with my baby, but I think this feeling is one of the harsh realities of motherhood. It feels like I will never amount to anything anymore and that my future just involves raising children and being criticized by my mother in law.

Survived a week! Abdominal pain and nausea is still there but not nearly as bad. I actually don’t know if it’s CHS today or the fact that I got my period 2 days ago. I’m still sweating my ass off at night and peeing a million times a day, but I’ll take it over puking. The intense waves of suicidal thoughts and crying hysterically kinda just… stopped? Definitely not complaining, but I thought it was weird. Could have to do with my hormones + the withdrawals. Or it could come back with a vengeance in a few days, guess we’ll wait and see. Still don’t really have an appetite and sticking to bland foods and liquids, BUT last night I was able to eat a (small) bowl of pot roast and rice. Overall still getting better each day.
Also had a happy (?) surprise today - I completely forgot I had ordered some shroom chocolates before all this happened and they came in today 🤦‍♀️ I’m not about to fuck up my stomach even more so I’m keeping them in the freezer until further notice. Whole shrooms always make me super nauseous, but I know some people get it worse than others. I did want to ask if anyone here has tried taking shrooms after quitting smoking — how long did you wait before you took them? I’ve only ever eaten them whole which literally makes me gag, or made tea which goes a wayyy smoother. This would be my first time trying the chocolates, idc if they’ll have effects closer to the whole shrooms or the tea. I remember when I tried to quit vaping for the third time, doing shrooms made my nicotine cravings go away and I was finally able to stop. I was kinda hoping it would have a similar effect with the weed cravings I’m getting.
Hope you guys are all doing well 💗

I got put on 20mg of paroxetine daily, this bc of severe anxiety and panic attcks but also bc of benzo addiction. I started about 4 days ago, i feel like i’m less anxious in public , feel less stressed but i get very agitated at the same time. I’m supposed to take this and taper my benzo use (3mg alprazolam every day). But the paroxetine makes me feel like i’m on xtc and it feels like i’m having an xtc comedown every day. Is this normal? Thanks

I'm currently facing a toxic situation in my workplace and could use some guidance. I'm pursuing a 4-year computational PhD course in the UK and initially worked on campus for the first 2 years, although my workspace wasn't in an actual lab. I had a small desk at the end of an empty bio lab, devoid of any interaction with others. My supervisor has been really unhelpful and unsupportive throughout this period. Due to personal reasons and bad mental health, I decided to work remotely from home. While my supervisors didn't object, I can't shake off the guilt of working from home, despite maintaining the same level of productivity as when I was on campus. Every meeting is conducted virtually, and I only visit campus for events. Interestingly, most of my cohort also works from home.
One of my family members has been ill, and my supervisor is unaware of the full extent of the situation, which is why I relocated home for my third year and will also be home in the fourth. All of my work I can carry out remotely, but despite having to deal with afamily situation in which my supervisor knew a little about, not the total ins and out but despite this, my supervisor didn't say I should take any time off or support during this difficult time. I am not asking for a therapist but he could have at least suggested for me to take time off. I managed to keep working diligently throughout the period although I felt overwhelmed and guilty if I took time off although I really needed it . Additionally, due to the COVID-19 pandemic during the first 2 years of my PhD, I haven't utilised the research budget allocated for my PhD, resulting in surplus funds for attending conferences. I have attended modest local conferences within the country, but whenever I go with my supervisors, they make sarcastic remarks about my accommodation or available funds. I want to clarify that I stay at reasonably nice hotels (3-4 stars) because it fits within my budget, and my supervisors themselves opt for better accommodations. It feels as though they expect me to settle for less like a 1 star hotel with no toilet in a rough place , perhaps based on their own experiences during their PhD. Like they make bitter remarks about my available funds, hotel choices and conference visits etc..
Currently, I've attended two consecutive conferences in the same city, spanning just over a week. Strangely, my supervisor seemed uncomfortable with this arrangement, implying that I'll be staying in the city for a whole month. I didn't to see the issue since I worked alongside attending the conferences, kept up with emails etc... During the first conference, my supervisor approached me while I was chatting with a fellow PhD student and referred to my results as "rubbish." Initially, I didn't catch what he said and brushed it off, but later the student informed me of his comment. This student who I have never met before and was chatting for the first time. I tried to rationalise it as a joke, but even if that were the case, it was inappropriate, considering our professional relationship.
I appreciate any advice or suggestions on how to handle this toxic work environment and navigate these challenging interactions. Since it's my third year, I plan to just to the bare minimum of what's expected of me and gtfo. I don't want to push and do more than I have to - as I don't even care for thriving for perfection because I just want my PhD and leave academia for good. I have not had a great experience with it.

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With how many times characters have been resurrected or faked their deaths, does anyone actually buy it when a major person kicks the bucket. Hell, Jean Grey’s near dozen fake outs alone would make me doubt it.

Hey,
I (mid-20s) met a partnered man (late 50s) 4 months ago when I was in his area (I'm only there a few months at a time). We didn't meet through apps, it was work-related. We started seeing one another several times per week, he disclosed only a couple weeks in he's been partenered for almost 10 years (they don't live together, but she lives very close). He stressed that he really, really wants to keep seeing me and have it be a "long term thing", whatever that means. I'm obviously really new to affair lingo, etiquette and whatnot, I was just happy to have what we have - despite it being jarring and difficult at first. I felt like a monster, a homewrecker, a really terrible person. Our bond got pretty deep pretty quick. It's like he can escape, be himself, act like who he really is when it's just us. I'm back in my country now and we still text regularly, facetime once a week, and he confessed a couple weeks back that I'm probably the one who "knows him best right now".
I'm just confused at how terrible his opsec is. He's somebody with a very public career, a lot of activities in his community that make him a sort of "local great guy" - he'd probably risk a lot getting caught but the thing is he really doesn't seem to care that much. I saw his girlfriend at one of his events and when he came up to me (we had agreed I'd come over right after) she could've absolutely seen how he looked at me or overheard our conversation! He doesn't hide our texts (and checks his phone in bed or when I'm right by, I've seen him casually text the gf so I assume he does the same), doesn't set his nudes to disappear automatically, it would take her one glance at his phone (even a text notification from me popping up) for her to be suspicious and yet, nothing. I feel awful because he's her only partner after the death of her husband, and online she talks about how great he is all the time. I feel for her and I feel she probably deserves someone who is fully honest with her, given her past. We never bring her up, I've said her name once and he looked uncomfortable. He's only mentioned menopause and alluded to a pretty dead beadroom.
My hypothesis is that he needs escapism from his stressful work situation and unhappy partnership. I don't find he looks as happy in pics with her as I've seen him in person. I don't know what it's like to be his age, I can only assume that breaking off another LTR after one failed marriage and another LTR (w. the mother of his adult child) at this point would be a lot to bear, would have repercussions on his life and image beyond the relationship, etc.
Then I wonder why he puts so much effort into seeing me, keeping in touch, the like; why before I left he specifically made time out of his busy schedule to take me out to dinner and spend time together. And even now, every time we call, he mentions the next time I'll be staying in the area, hoping it'll be possible to see each other as much as/more than last time. He also very often says "we're friends" and "we're lovers". What does that mean? I know he often evokes that what we have is special and can't be compared to one night stands, but "lovers" is vague to me (maybe because I'm ESL) and I'm not sure if it's a way to lowkey express a certain degree of affection to me.
Also, when we were talking about my considering motherhood at some point, he half-jokingly said when I'm oldefinancially settled he wouldn't mind having a kid with me, which was kind of a weird thing to say, but he said it and I... have no idea how to feel about it?
Anyway, I find his opsec concerning and believe it may be more of a matter of when and not if she finds out, I'm scared of what will happen when she does, and I wonder why he is seemingly so into this and into me. How can a "long term thing" as he says work like this, is it possible that a man can develop feelings for someone in our situation, especially when he's been with someone else for so long? Forgive how wet behind the ears I am with all this.
Thanks for reading me anyway, I suppose I mainly just needed to vent with how confused I am.

i am really really really indecisive when it comes to my future education and career and i don’t know what to do. i have a lot of career anxiety and i find myself constantly switching from career to career.
i’ve been on a phd career path since i started college and i’m a rising senior now. i’ve changed my plans from phd to md back to phd to pa back to phd and now mdphd. i think part of the reason why i’m so anxious and indecisive is because i don’t wanna waste my time doing the wrong thing and then regretting it later.
i know i like research, especially medical research. i’m gonna start clinical volunteering and shadowing this summer but i used to volunteer in a hospital for a few years and i really liked it so i’m sure i’m gonna like the health professional lifestyle the more familiar i become with it.
but since i’m deciding last minute and i haven’t taken all of the pre reqs yet, it’s gonna take me at least two years to prepare to start applying which gives me a lot of anxiety because it just feels like i’m wasting time. and entry isn’t even guaranteed. i currently have a 3.7 gpa and 3.4 science gpa. will have done research for 3 years by the end of college, will have a couple of papers published (1 first author, and a couple third author), am currently doing an reu.
i have a really good application to get into a phd program but idk about md phd. i definitely want to stay close to home so i’m gonna be applying to my closest state school which i think is doable (3.7 avg gpa and 510 avg mcat). but it’s like why would i prolong my studies when i already found something i like doing and i can complete its higher education in less time. but on the other hand, if i don’t do an md phd, is it gonna be a missed opportunity, maybe an md-phd is actually the right path for me?
but the risks i’ve mentioned above are honestly the least of my problems. yes they give me anxiety but my anxiety can be overcome. the real problem is that i expect myself to get married and have kids before 30 (due to cultural norms and personal choice) and i want to be present to raise my own kids. so choosing to do an mdphd seems so illogical to me, i have no idea why i’m even considering it. my mom keeps encouraging me and telling me it’ll be fine but she’s downplaying the work and effort required so hard.
i know people who’ve gotten their phd and then gone for an md afterwards but that just seems stupid to me because i have the chance to get an md debt free (or at a significantly less cost).
someone give me advice please :(

Emotional neglect as child (as well as psychological/verbal/financial abuse from my older brother) led me to develop complex post-traumatic stress disorder (C-PTSD) and borderline traits. Being neglected by my parents during my upbringing has made me develop a disorganised attachment style. I have extreme abandonment issues, am confused about connections with others, push and pull in relationships, have such low self-esteem, excessively people-please and possess a chronic sense of defectiveness and loneliness. All I want is closeness but I push people away. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
With my extreme fear of abandonment and struggles with emotional regulation, I "split", have anger issues, self-harm, dissociate and have in the past, manipulated (not schemingly, but out of genuine fear a person will leave me indefinitely. I would do anything I could to make them stay). Whilst so self-aware, accountable, in therapy and on medication, I cannot engage in such toxic behaviours ever again around somebody I love. When dysregulated or triggered, I become someone I'm not. I really, really treated my ex-partner badly (albeit, he directly triggered me with shouting, lying and name-calling), and it's something I regret more than anything on this planet. The guilt I feel for hurting someone when I was hurt and abused so much as a child... I wish I could turn back time. How can I repair this? How can I make it up to this person? How can he trust that I won't do this again? How can we heal? How can I never repeat such behaviours when they feel engrained into who I am? How can I stop myself being so vulnerable around men? I recognise what I do wrong but when I become attached to someone, I regress into this monster who is perpetually terrified they'll leave me. Leave me like my parents did.
I have such hatred towards my family for doing this to me. I did nothing wrong. Why did they ignore me? Why wasn't I nurtured? Why wasn't I noticed? I know they did not do this intentionally as they are good people. But they weren't good parents. Now I feel like I've developed into a horrible person, an abuser. I know it's my responsibility to change, but they did this to me and I did nothing to deserve this. Hurt people hurt people. I don't want to hurt anyone ever again.

I recently found a discord channel organized to play commander using spelltable and it's been an awesome place for me to play online but also being able to smack some cardboard on my table (spelltable is based on camera usage so you can actually play paper magic). And this community supports proxy which is a dealbreaker for me.
But is there any similar organized place to play limited formats (sealeds/drafts)? I do realise that it's not really possible to play limited using camera... but maybe there is some good 3rd party online tool for those formats that lets you play without buying cards like on mtgo? And some discord channel or something where people actually gather to play.
Please don't judge me, it's not like I like piracy and stuff, it's just I'm nowhere near enough financially to be able afford real cards, especially for limited formats, so proxy is the only option for me to play unfortunately...

F/41, M/39.. I didn't connect with my boyfriend of 7 months straight away when we started dating. When I did, 2 months in, it was a shock to see just how close he was to his last ex. They are still very close friends. Basically, she went from being the love of his life adventure partner for 3.5- 4 years to "roommates" as he called it. They continued to sleep in the same bed together for another year and a half during the pandemic because he hoped it would work out (but he says they never touched each other haha). From that situation, they went to being best buddies who started co-producing whitewater kayaking events together. They put on 2 races every Summer in another state far from where I live.
He has been swearing for months it's only platonic. Says he has no feelings for her and I should trust him. For me, it's not about trust, but I see it as disrespectful to force a new partner into experiencing this dynamic. I mean... Who would want this? geez
They share a super tight bond with kayaking. Something he and I don't have in common. I keep feeling like this is the most ridiculous situation. I would like some advice from people who aren't my friends or family. Has anyone gone through anything similar to this? Does my partner seem immature and clueless to expect me to be cool sharing space with her?

Darkness covered the funeral as those black clouds rained onto black umbrellas. Most of the policemen were gathered to put Sergeant Ventura into the ground. Detective Winters turned from the man's family, Police, and with a scowling cigarette, he headed back towards his car.
"Did it go well?" I asked him from where I had waited in the back seat.
"You know I told them exactly what happened?" He asked me, after a moment of silent conversation. The rain was making a soothing noise on the roof and windshield, repetitive, insistent and natural. I listened to that, instead of the rest of his monologue: about filling out a report, and then talking about the report to his superiors, and now telling me the whole story. I looked out the window as he went on and on, and watched the various policemen and their wives filing away. I noticed only half of them had wives and only one had a male partner. I wasn't sure if he was to be referred to as a 'wife'. Can't be a 'spouse' in this state. "And for all that they just made me write that I had accidentally shot the corpse-shaped booby trap that killed Sergeant Ventura."
"You finished?" I asked while he stopped to catch his breath.
"Yes. Thank you. I feel better." He claimed. He started his car and we drove back to the hotel.
"You just gonna stay here with me?" I asked him as I headed past the beds for the bathroom. I intended to have a shower, thinking: "I admit I don't get them very often, living outdoors."
"I wouldn't dream of leaving you. You are the love of my life. I can't sleep when you aren't in that bed over there, in the same room as me. Meals just don't taste as good without you." Detective Winters had an odd tone of voice as he said all of that. I decided to just leave it alone.
While I was showering, I realized I was afraid of him. I was harmless compared to him, and I could kill someone to protect something I couldn't even explain. What would he do if I tried to escape? I decided it was best to accept this path. I wanted to make recompense for taking a life. It meant something to me, even if I avoided Earthly justice.
I shaved off my beard and tied my hair back with my bandanna. I looked like a human-being. I finally put on the clothes Detective Winters had bought for me at the thrift store. I looked like a decent person. Cory tilted his head at me.
"Looks like you could find a mate." Cory complimented me.
"Think so?" I asked, blushing.
"Amen." Cory squawked supreme affirmation. I presented myself to Detective Winters.
"Thank you." He muttered, with a cigarette towering ash atop a filter on his mouth, as he lay on his back with a towel over his eyes. He was thanking me for cleaning up.
I too got some rest. It seemed like all we did was sit at the policestation and fill out paperwork. I had started pacing and found I was not allowed out of his sight. Being confined was strangely exhausting.
I laid there and started to fall asleep. It was strange, sleeping indoors again. It had taken me so many nights in that bed to get used to it. My dreams were of distant times and places. Sometimes I saw Khurl and primitive humans in my dreams. Those were strange nights. The hotel window was open, and the sounds of people softly shuffling by, or arguing in the distance, or watching an infomercial all night on full volume, drifted in with the cool breeze. The world was outside and I had learned to sleep in a new place. A strange kind of sleep.
The phone rang and I awoke and sat up. Cory was watching me in the darkness. He asked:
"What is that?"
"It's Detective Winters's phone." I told him.
After it stopped ringing he woke up and got it and called back. He was laying there half asleep.
"You called?" He sounded quiet and spoke slowly. "I was asleep. I saw that you just called. I want to talk to you. Are you okay? I miss you. Hello?"
Someone might be talking to him. He was listening, there in the darkness. Then he looked at the phone, acknowledging that the call was ended. He gently set the phone down and rolled back over. I could only presume he was trying to fall back asleep.
Then his phone rang again and he answered it and asked in a voice I only heard him use there, at night:
"Please tell me what it is. I want to hear it." And there was a pause as he waited for a response. But it was his boss instead, and after chuckling: he told Detective Winters that he was needed at the scene of a murder. I could hear it.
"Let's go." He looked over and saw I was awake. We dressed and went to the car. The cool night air greeted us and Cory outstretched his wings, loving the breeze.
We got out of the car, at those last moments of night, at a hiking trail that led up Grandfather Hill, after crossing Sunberry Creek. I've tasted the legendary sunberries. They aren't meant for human consumption. I wouldn't recommend them.
Forensics had a van near the head of the trail. The body was about to get removed. They had waited for Detective Winters.
"There is the trail they made to get to her." Detective Winters had his last cigarette and lit it with his 'little red riding hood and wolf eyes' lighter. He took a death-sucking drag from it and pointed with it while he exhaled unhealthy air. "I want us to go the long way. I want to know the rest of her story."
I stood quietly and shivered. Cory clicked that there was a path if I turned around. It was a click that meant it was only the first step. There were three or four to find the path. He'd not tell me there were a series of steps, because crows don't think of numbers in the same pattern as humans. Numbers are magical, in their symbolism, to crows. Crows can count to a degree, but they will often stop counting if the number matches the same meaning they identify with the bushels they are counting. Thus the number three, to a crow, is also essentially female, as a symbol. Therefore when counting a group of females, there would necessarily be three. Every number had such a meaning.
I found a stone and when I stepped upon it I knew the path across the roots. It appeared when we got to the top of the hill. It led down to where the creek was. I stopped to get Detective Winters and heard him behind me:
"I'm following." His voice sounded like he had his eyes on me and couldn't really see the path. Cory kept urging my steps and then told me:
"This is where it first found her." Cory hopped down and pointed with his beak. "I think it is like a man. See its funny footstep?"
"What happened?" I asked.
"How should I know, my Lord? You always task me so." Cory flitted up to my shoulder and trembled and whispered into my ear: "It killed her, I am guessing. What do you think?"
I listened then. I had heard the forest once before. I knew this place, it could whisper, in that same tone. For just a moment it was almost a glimmer of a feeling, a childish emotion, a very crude and simple feeling, like just one note of a song. I glanced up and smiled.
"Cory." I said softly, smiling. He drilled a long series of clicks that was his most hilarious laugh.
"My Lord?" Cory wanted to hear what I was thinking.
"It is like Beauty and the Beast. This footprint, that is like a man. It is a man that is like a beast. He wanted her, loved her, followed her."
"Killed her." Cory added.
"That wasn't the plan. See how carefully it hid." I pointed where the shafts of sunlight lit each footprint perfectly. Such a thing could not step out of the bounds that were set for it by nature. Each of its movements in the forest was perfectly synchronized. Until something on its trail changed. Its movement pattern changed. It was following her, although still very careful as it went.
"What godless beast saw this woman and looked so intently?" Cory sounded interested. I could not guess, while I studied its saddest footsteps.
"This is where it retreated." I pointed to the path of its egress from the kill site. The sunlight danced through the trees as though the light were floating through the forest. In those strange shadows I could imagine the rest:
Hunched and breathing in the moonlight it had watched her approach. She had seen its eyes and perhaps she had screamed, fled, panicked. On instinct the beast had forgotten its fascination and attacked. Her fragile body stood no chance and it left her there and fled this direction. I was walking its path.
"I am going to get dogs out here. Wait!" Detective Winters called after me. He sensed the terrible danger and wasn't driven to it as I was.
"Must go now." Cory was insisting. My crow was also afraid.
"I want to see for myself." I also insisted. I was afraid too, but the quality of my fear was merely a sail to the fears lurking upon my path. I could not turn back and face those darker gazes. They could see into my soul and ignore me, cosigning me to the void.
The full moon still stood overhead and shone down in the lighting sky. In the eerie green light of the forest I found a clearing. I had followed the trail, losing the policemen and the detective. They would eventually find me.
The clearing was ringed by mustard colored toadstools all around its edge. A man lay in the bloodied pelt of a wolf as it peeled from his body. His claws held the earth and were caked in gore. Now I only felt the terror of my action. I had ignored my fear, for fear of being ignored by my own lucky stars. Now I was terrified of the thing before me, the deadly and unnatural visage of it.
The beast was breathing a painful mist onto my hand. He was a little more man, than creature, as his stillness grew; from moment to moment. He looked up at me.
"Know we see you." Cory spoke in his most sincere and clearest English.
"Why have you come to see this?" The man-wolf asked in a voice, broken by remorse, tired by rage, shamed by murder and driven to isolation. Besides the inhuman growl that its voice was composed of. Its yellow eyes stared, bleeding tears across a face not yet human and no longer an animal.
"Did you love her?" I asked. "Before she saw you, nothing happened to her."
"Melody! Oh god no! She followed me!" He exclaimed. When he said 'me' he began to howl dismally. This broke into an unearthly and almost inhuman cry of agony, straight from his soul. Hearing it, and knowing the fruit of his lamentation, is what turned a streak of my beard and hair white, and the white feather on Cory drained of color at that same time.
We stood in the morning light and waited. The cursed creature in front of us sobbed miserably. He said:
"I should be dead, not her."
"Death will always happen." Cory told him.
"Not for me." He wept bitterly.
"He understood you." I noticed.
"Indeed. I think it shows he is not so bad. You listen well enough to understand an animal." Cory spoke to me and then to him. He just stared at my crow. Then he confessed:
"It is the beast that is evil."
"She loved you too." I was sure. "Twas the beast that killed her, for that love."
"She did love me." He told the truth and the hot tears washed some of the blood off of his face.
Dogs and policemen arrived. The moon was gone and the sunlight was warming the forest. They trampled the toadstools and put the decomposing wolf's skin into evidence bags. They put the cursed one in handcuffs. An irony that the cuffs could only hold him while he was relatively harmless, not when he was the beast, of course. I was sure of that too, as I looked at a tree he had struck in his bestial fury, cutting into it like the wood of oak were soft.
"What will happen?" I asked Detective Winters.
"You know as well as I do." He replied. "Crazy guy like that will get the best care of modern medicine."
"That's probably for the best." I surmised.
"Yeah?" Detective Winters complimented me, as he lit a smoke he had bummed off of someone. "I believe you. You know I do."
"Thanks."

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He has been swearing for months it's only platonic. Says he has no feelings for her and I should trust him. For me, it's not about trust, but I see it as disrespectful to force a new partner into experiencing this dynamic. I mean... Who would want this? geez
They share a super tight bond with kayaking. Something he and I don't have in common. I keep feeling like this is the most ridiculous situation. I would like some advice from people who aren't my friends or family. Has anyone gone through anything similar to this? Does my partner seem immature and clueless to expect me to be cool sharing space with her?

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I have Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator.
Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator course is one of the best products on how to start a marketing agency.
Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator includes over 50 hours of step-by-step training covering EVERY aspect of building an agency from scratch. This is almost a plug & play system with enough success stories to back it up! Signing clients, running Facebook ads, building out your team, on-boarding clients, invoicing, sales... this course has everything covered for you.
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1. Agency Navigator course Core Curriculum
   
2. Custom E-Learning Platform For Agency Owners
   
3. Financial Planner, Revenue Calculator, Outreach Tracker & More Tools
   
4. Websites Templates, Funnels, Ads & More
   
5. Template Contracts, Sales Scripts, Agreements & More
   

The lessons in Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator will teach you how to:
- Starting Your Agency
- Finding Leads
- Signing Clients
- Getting Paid
- Onboarding Clients
- Managing Client Communication...
...and much, much more!
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Contact me to get Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator by chatting me on +44 759 388 2116 on Telegram/Whatsapp.
I have Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator.
Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator course is one of the best products on how to start a marketing agency.
Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator includes over 50 hours of step-by-step training covering EVERY aspect of building an agency from scratch. This is almost a plug & play system with enough success stories to back it up! Signing clients, running Facebook ads, building out your team, on-boarding clients, invoicing, sales... this course has everything covered for you.
The topics inside Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator course include:

1. Agency Navigator course Core Curriculum
   
2. Custom E-Learning Platform For Agency Owners
   
3. Financial Planner, Revenue Calculator, Outreach Tracker & More Tools
   
4. Websites Templates, Funnels, Ads & More
   
5. Template Contracts, Sales Scripts, Agreements & More
   

The lessons in Iman Gadzhi - Agency Navigator will teach you how to:
- Starting Your Agency
- Finding Leads
- Signing Clients
- Getting Paid
- Onboarding Clients
- Managing Client Communication...
...and much, much more!
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Hello everyone
I have a situation at work, well now I technically don’t work there anymore.
So, I talked to my schichtleiterin on 4.6.2023 and told her verbally I am going to quit ( just so she knows in advance, so I didn’t give no documents).
The next day(5.6.2023) I went to my work and gave the Kündigung in a paper form to the same schichtleiterin and stated that I want to quit ab sofort (although I didn’t name a reason, I’m not sure if that makes any complications).
The next day (6.6.2023) I came to the work place to pick up my left over things from the locker and I saw my kundigung in a paper form that I gave yesterday (5.5.2023) and it’s still there, not in the office( how the schichleiterin told me she’s gonna bring it the same day, so 5.5.2023).
I went to talk to the office management and took my kundigung and brought it in personally. When I asked the office worker if I still need to make kundigungsfrist, even though I have so many extra hours that are on a zeitkonto, she told me not to worry about, because the main boss ( not the schichtleiterin) fired me the day before, so 5.5.2023 without my knowledge of it and the chef knew I had given my kundigung and he also knew about me saying that I’m gonna quit on 4.6.2023
The reason that is stated in kundigung is a lie and a thing that never happened and there is no proof. I asked them to return the cameras to see the thing, because I know the thing isn’t possible to be seen, they told me that it’s illegal for them to “spy” their workers in their literally own shop.
A coworker called me saying that they did this to every person who quitted, because they don’t want to pay them the extra hours they did and that they always invent an excuse to give a kundigung right after someone submits their own kundigung, when they want to for example switch to another company or just don’t want to work anymore.
Is it legally possible that my ex arbeitgeber doesn’t pay for my 33 worked hours?
Thank you so much I’m hoping for your answers! :)