Hello dear ones! Just note to say YAY! I'm just over a week into HRT, and I had a pretty good day today. I went out for groceries in my usual mostly "boy mode," and while there were a few stares and double-takes because of my nail polish, mascara and Pride bracelet...oh, and maybe the Mickey Mouse sneakers 😊, I came home pretty happy and feeling more like myself than I have in a long time. As I started settling in for the evening, I was thinking about all that's transpired in what has been a pretty challenging period in my life. I started crying. Really crying! It felt soooo good and cleansing. I haven't had a good cry in more than a year. I feel better, and ready for the changes ahead! Thank you all for being here!
Stacy 🏳️‍⚧️🧚‍♀️💖

Panama clung to our bodies—Probably cut—Anything made this dream—It has consumed the customers of fossil orgasm—Ran into my old friend Jones—So badly off, forgotten, coughing in 1920 movie—Vaudeville voices hustle sick dawn breath on bed service—Idiot Mambo spattered backwards—I nearly suffocated trying on the boy’s breath—That’s Panama—Nitrous flesh swept out by your voice and end of receiving set—Brain eating birds patrol the low frequency brain waves—Post card waiting forgotten civilians ‘and they are all on jelly fish, Meester—Panama photo town—Dead post card of junk.’ Sad hand down backward time track—Genital pawn ticket peeled his stale underwear—Brief boy on screen laughing my skivvies all the way down—Whispers of dark street in Puerto Assis—Meester smiles through the village wastrel—Orgasm siphoned back telegram: ‘Johnny pants down.’—(That stale summer dawn smell in the garage—Vines twisting through steel—Bare feet in dog’s excrement.) Panama clung to our bodies from Las Palmas to David on camphor sweet smells of cooking paregoric—Burned down the republic—The druggist no glot clom Fliday—Panama mirrors of 1910 under seal in any drug store—He threw in the towel, morning light on cold coffee— Junk kept nagging me: ‘Lushed in East St. Louis, I knew you’d come scraping bone—Once a junky always spongy and rotten—I knew your life—Junk sick four days there.’ Stale breakfast table—Little cat smile—Pain and death smell of his sickness in the room with me—Three souvenir shots of Panama city—Old friend came and stayed all day—Face eaten by ‘I need more’—I have noticed this in the New World—‘You come with me, Meester?’ And Joselito moved in at Las Playas during the essentials—Stuck in this place—Iridescent lagoons, swamp delta, gas flares—Bubbles of coal gas still be saying ‘A ver, Luckees!’ a hundred years from now—A rotting teak wood balcony propped up by Ecuador. ‘The brujo began crooning a special case—It was like going under ether into the eyes of a shrunken head—Numb, covered with layers of cotton—Don’t know if you got my last hints trying to break out of this numb dizziness with Chinese characters—All I want is out of here—Hurry up please—Took possession of me—How many plots have made a botanical expedition like this before they could take place?—Scenic railways—I am dying cross wine dizziness—I was saying over and over “shifted commissions where the awning flaps” Flashes in front of my eyes your voice and end of the line.’ That whining Panama clung to our bodies—I went into Chico’s Bar on mouldy pawn ticket, waiting in 1920 movie for a rum coke—Nitrous flesh under this honky tonk swept out by your voice: ‘Driving Nails In My Coffin’—Brain eating birds patrol ‘Your Cheating Heart’—Dead post card waiting a place forgotten—Light concussion of 1920 movie—Casual adolescent had undergone special G.I. processing—Evening on the boy’s flesh naked—Kept trying to touch in sleep—‘Old photographer trick wait for Johnny—Here goes Mexican cemetery.’ On the sea wall met a boy with red and white striped T shirt—P.G. town in the purple twilight—The boy peeled off his stale underwear scraping erection—Warm rain on the iron roof—Under the ceiling fan stood naked on bed service—Bodies touched electric film, contact sparks tingled—Fan whiffs of young hard on washing adolescent T shirt—The blood smells drowned voices and end of the line—That’s Panama—Sad movie drifting in islands of rubbish, black lagoons and fish people waiting a place forgotten—Fossil honky tonk swept out by a ceiling fan—Old photographer trick tuned them out. ‘I am dying, Meester?’ Flashes in front of my eyes naked and sullen—Rotten dawn wind in sleep—Death rot on Panama photo where the awning flaps.

Corpse party is the first horror game I ever encountered and holds a special place in my heart. But despite how much I love CP it's got a few parts that I despise. I won't be talking much about the sequels because I haven't played them (and I've heard nothing good about them).
Best in atmosphere
CP absolutely nails it's atmosphere. Heavenly Host is such a bleak and hopeless location, and that hopelessness is amplified by all the notes left by other people who died there before you. I cant describe the area as another other than a hopeless hell.
Worst in annoying punishments
You can get punished for enjoying the atmosphere. Reading too many of these notes can net you a wrong end. I personally despise when games punish you for engaging with a core mechanic.
Best in terrifying endings
The wrong ends often encapsulate the best part of horror. What you cannot see. Many of them are only text and sound effects on a pitch black screen, forcing your imagination to fill in the blanks. And your mind can always make things far scarier than they are. The wrong end where you're buried alive gave me many a sleepless nights. I would always feel so bad for the characters too. The VAs did an amazing job.
Worst in making smart characters
The characters act brain dead way too often. The dumbest ones are Satoshi and Mayu. Mayu and her giga brain decided that she should stay with the ghosts of murdered children in a horrifying looking school. There's kindness and then there's stupidity. Satoshi is far worse in my opinion. Yuka (his sister) needs to use the bathroom but since they're in a haunted school nothing works. Instead of making her go in a corner while he looks away, this GENIUS decides to let her go in a separate room. For those who don't know, the school exists in a multiversal plane and the rooms change as you exit and enter. As a result his kid sister is sent off to a random location and possibly gets killed by another student trapped in HH. But the most foolish thing he does comes in the time loop ending (which seems to be the canon one according to the sequels).
In the time loop ending the cast escapes the school but are sent into a time loop which would force them to relive it over and over again. Satoshi is the only one who keeps his memories. So when his friends are getting ready to do the ritual does Satoshi:
A. Smack the paper to the floor and act like a maniac until they decide not to do the ritual
B. Warn his friends and if they ignore, leave the room and save yourself and your sister
C. Do the ritual with them to "save" them
He went with C. I understand that if everyone in horror was Einstein junior a lot would be avoided. But here just having a basic sense of self-preservation and common sense would avoid a lot.
Its pretty good 👍
CP isn't the pinnacle of horror despite me calling it the best in some parts, but I think that the game does an incredible job at what it gets right. It does stumble quite a bit in some areas. But despite the longest section being negative I have nothing but love for the first game. I can't say the same about the others though...

I feel as though a lot of people might disagree with this, but I’ve been extremely concerned with naz behavior for awhile now, and It’s not for the fact that she wants a piercing or acrylic nails but it’s about her getting influenced way to easily, well of course I don’t think it’s appropriate for a 12 year old too get a piercing but I honestly think its because she sees other kids on the internet doing it. (kids with irresponsible parents). and another thing is Sabre is right about her growing up to fast and how naz is allowed a lot more privileges that Sabre got when she was her age, but it’s also not even that naz acts way less appropriate than any of the Norris nuts do even right now, I feel like if Sabre even mentioned a piercing at 12 the parents would go into a state of shock or something, I know she’s the youngest and all and might look up too people older than her but at the same time she needs too acknowledge that fact that she’s only 12 years old and doesn’t have to do everything her idols do. My point is that I hope that this is just a phase, because if Naz is this easily influenced by something someone else is doing who knows what that could lead to in real life, I’ve had ex-friends try to get me to do something I didn’t want to do, but I recognized what they were doing and left that situation, I’m afraid if something similar happend too naz she wouldn’t be able to recognize it like I did and it scares me.

It’s been 6 weeks since the breakup.
He blindsided me over text, and refused to talk about it. He’s blocked and unblocked me. He’s barely responded to my texts.
I’ve tried to do no contact for 3 weeks straight, but I broke it recently. He “liked” some of my recent iMessages but didn’t respond.
I’ve probably annoyed him, since I also realized he’s on vacation with his friends when I broke NC. I wish I kept no contact during this time. I definitely fucked up.
Does vacation help a dumper get over you faster?
And if I plan a vacation, will this help me?

Even with how slow the days have been feeling, I can't believe that it's been a week since we last talked. I'm so incredibly proud of myself for how I've been handling things and just my overall mindset about things. Obviously, I'm not fully healed, however, I feel like I've progressed so far already. I thought it would've at least taken a month to get to where I'm at right now, but it's only been a week.
To start off, here's the good: I don't want my ex anymore. I don't want her to contact me, I don't want her to tell me she regrets things, and I don't want to give it a second try once we've both healed. I don't want a cheater, and I would be disrespecting myself if I did have her back in my life. But that's not to say that I hate her. At the end of the day, I know that I am the mature one from the both of us, and I forgive her for what she did. I still want the best for her and wish her nothing but happiness in her life. But even though I forgive her, I can't trust her anymore, and I'm not going to force myself to trust her again. I'm 100% trying to move on from her now, and there's not a single part of me that wants her back.
Now, onto the bad: I still think about her. Most nights, I've slept fine, but these last 2 nights have been hard for me for whatever reason. When I put my phone down and I try to sleep, so many thoughts keep me awake. I wonder what she did today, if she's pursuing a relationship with the coworker she cheated on me with, if she regrets cheating or not, and things of that nature. Even when I do sleep, I've been having dreams about her, especially of us having sex. I don't know how I should feel about this, but one of the things I think about the most is the sex we used to have. I really am going to miss it a lot but it's just one of those things I'm going to have to live without. I'm not going to hook up with people or things like that because it's a waste of time in my opinion. But back to what I was saying, when I do think about her and raise these questions, I just tell myself that there's no point in worrying about these things anymore because she isn't mine anymore and she's the one who made that mistake, and it works.
The thing that sucks the worst about this is how I am. I absolutely love giving all of my love to a partner, and even though I know that breakups can happen, I still pursue relationships. I guess I'm just a lover by heart lol. But right now, I can't do that for someone. Not only am I not mentally ready for that yet, but I literally can't find anyone to give my love to. I'm in college on summer break, and it's pretty much a guarantee that I won't find someone because I'm just going to be at home. But I mean I understand that I shouldn't hop into something romantic right away, I know that I need to fully move on first. Even when I do move on, now isn't the right time to try to pursue romance, because of the point of my life that I'm in right now, which I won't get into.
But yeah. I know there is so much more that I have in my mind but I honestly didn't organize my thoughts beforehand, and I feel like I got the most important bits out anyways. At the end of the day, I'm proud that I've gotten to the point I'm at now. I'm proud of how I stayed loyal the whole relationship. I'm proud that I'm the mature one in this situation. I really do love myself, and I can say that without a doubt. But this is just something that I have to get through. I know what I have to do, and all I can do is take it one day at a time. By one month of NC, I should be even better than how I feel now, and I know that for a fact.
Thank you for reading, it means a lot to me. To those who are in NC and not taking it well: YOU WILL GET THROUGH IT. YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH TO. I BELIEVE IN YOU. REMEMBER TO TAKE IT ONE DAY AT A TIME. We'll make it through this :)

Long Time reader First Time Poster.
I recently removed my deck in preparation for a patio to be poured next weekend. I’m unsure of what to do with the ledger board at this point as my patio sliding door is installed on top of it so I don’t think removing it is an option.
Could I just fill any gaps with gap filler from old nails, sand and paint it?
Any help would be appreciated.
https://imgur.com/a/A7Du96j

One of my biggest fears since I've (23 AMAB) started questioning some 3-4 months ago is that I've somehow "convinced" myself that I could be trans, conditioned myself to want to be a girl or something...and that short of waiting literal years in what feels like purgatory to me any step taken towards transition would be a literal disaster or something.
I say this because gender wasn't really something that I thought about too much. I certainly didn't dream about being a girl every day (and didn't dream at all at night), or have recurrent questioning episodes, or stole my mom/sister's clothes...let alone thought *I* was a girl.
I did fantasize about being a girl from time to time for sure, and was jealous of women's bodies in general. I kind of felt shafted that life had given me a penis instead of a vagina, and did have recurring crossdressing fantasies that I rarely indued (and forced fem stuff that I *never* indulged or mentionned). I was a bit sad that I'd never get to experience life as a girl or be a lesbian...but all that stuff was kind of in the background, never too distressing or frequent, so I always thought of it as either a kink, or normal curiosity. And while I wasn't a massive fan of my body (disliked my facial hair and always had this background feeling that my chest was wrong somehow), that's stuff I just dealt with and figured was a normal part of not liking your body (something which tbf I had made massive strides in by exercising). There was other small stuff (dislike for facial hair, hating/being unable to use urinals, hating being shirtless, wanting to be able to lactate, mostly female avatars in games, hating clothes shopping...) but nothing that can't be explained away as something else.In any case, my teens are mostly just one bluvoid in my mind, as I've been dealing with varying degrees of depression since I was like 13.
I didn't exactly hate being a man, and I guess I liked my physical strength and being able to not worry about my personal safety. I'm not exactly the manliest of man out there...but frankly I kinda despise the "bro"-y types and was always more of the quiet introverted type anyway. A nerd, for lack of a better term. I stayed in the shadows, did my own thing.
Had you asked me last year who I was last year what I identified as, I would have told you I was a cis man. Had you dug a little deeper I would probably just have told you I was secure in my masculinity. Mostly, explicit thoughts of me being a girl didn't really enter my conscious mind much.
But now I'm really not sure if that's true anymore. I moved out for college last September, and by the time the semester's end approached I got this urge to buy a dress...which I did, figuring that I lived alone and could do what I wanted. Getting that dress and trying it on awoke something in me, not quite sure what, and I started thinking about cross-dressing more, or becoming a femboy in private. A few weeks later I started wondering (for what reason I don't know) if I could be trans and found online resources such as this subreddit, the GDB, Nightlingbug's twitter thread, turn-me-into-a-girl.com, and all the other usual stuff that gets passed around.
To put it bluntly, that's when it all went to sh*t.
I didn't resonate with everything I was reading, but I certainly did feel very seen by some of the stuff I was reading (exactly what I don't remember). I remember spending about 5-10 minutes with my head between my hands, feeling like suddenly I had "figured out what was wrong with me", like my life suddenly made sense somehow, and feeling the weight of it all come crashing down.It was fascinating really. I knew that trans people existed, but beyond the usual stuff thrown around by popular media and what can be seen in porn that was just about all I knew. When the topic came up the the family dinner table every so often, trans people were either painted as deeply broken that deserved nothing but pity, or as the usual "crossdressing old man with beard" cliché that my mom in particular seemed to adhere to.
But the idea that I could be trans, that I could be a woman if I wanted to seemed too powerful to ignore somehow. I saw what HRT could do to people, and I wanted it. I didn't want to stop thinking about it. I wasn't entirely sure if I *really* wanted to be a woman, but there was at least some part of me that wanted it, even if its exact motivations were unclear. I got obsessive. My depression worsened considerably, as did my anxiety. For a time my libido and appetite were almost non existent. When I started feeling suicidal I pumped the breaks and got medical help, which certainly helped a lot.
I would have originally told you I didn't have dysphoria. However, since then I've started to feel increasingly uncomfortable with various aspects of my body (facial/body hair, hairline, chest, feet, genitals). Having my body be seen makes me feel uncomfortable. I've gotten to the point of crying about not being a girl several times, and spent many a days feeling melancholy about not being a girl. I even prayed to wake up as one one evening, despite not being religious or anything...I just felt compelled to and figured it couldn't hurt. I keep feeling jealous when I see women outside, wanting their body, clothes, hair... I find myself dissociating more frequently too.
But to be honest, I didn't use to feel this way before. I have no idea what response I would have given you if you had asked me about the button test, or the reverse button test. I didn't feel any dysphoria, and even now it's hardly a constant thing. I didn't see myself as separate from other men, just not very masculine. Even my actual desire to be a woman fluctuates a bit, and while I would definitely press the button now and like the idea of being called she/her... I don't want people to treat me differently either, and I don't necessarily feel super feminine either. I like to imagine myself as a full woman in a decade and kinda feel dread at the idea of being a man forever, but also feel anxious/uncertain about boobs. I get worried that reading about all this has put ideas into my head that aren't really mine and that I've somehow made myself feel or want things that I don't really feel or want, that the "internet made me trans", for lack of a better term. That I only so desperately want to be a woman because I've painted myself an idealized, escapist version of what life as one would look like.
I've started experimenting a bit (earrings, nail polish, dressing fem in private, shaving my legs/arms/body) and loved all of it (kinda feel bad when I can't), but that's gender expression, not ID. I've started seeing a supportive therapist since March (altho I kinda feel fake and undeserving going by a fem name/pronouns in such a setting). I'm going to see an IRL support group in a few weeks, but one of my worries is that I'll see a bunch of people who have clearly suffered with this all their lives while I just toy around with the idea. I worry I'm not trans, but I also worry that these thoughts aren't mine...and that I'll either figure that out somewhere down the line (potentially with a lot of pain and/or embarrassment and needing to tell everyone i was wrong) and just have to find a way to live with myself and how empty it all seems. I don't know if I can do that.

I (33F) am the middle sibling of 5 children, two of which are sisters 8 and 11 years older than me and brothers 2 and 3 years younger than me. Our mother is schizoaffective bipolar and as a result we have all experienced varying degrees of trauma and varying ways of coping. My coping mechanism, for as long as I can remember, has been to create a life outside of the family unit. One filled with creativity, exploration, and friendship (although I do have my own struggles within relationships).
I haven't been in contact with my 2nd oldest sister since last year. But I've spoken to several times this week, for hours on end because our mother had another psychotic break and is now in the hospital. Now, I stopped talking to my 2nd oldest sister for many reasons. One of which is because during lockdown she was struggling, like many ppl...and she called me expressing that her internet went out while my nephew was doing his schoolwork and she needed almost $300 for the bill. Now she is very prideful and does not ask for help or money, and because it was impeding on my nephew's ability to excel in school I gave her the money without hesitation and never told her she had to pay me back. I said don't worry about it, it is a gift.
When it was time for him to graduate, she shared that he needed to make up a lot of work or else he would not graduate and was blaming it on the fact that the teacher was racist and was out to keep my nephew back. She asked me to come over to their place in Jersey (I live in Brooklyn and do not drive) to "help" him with the work. I told her that I was sure the teacher was not out to get him, and that if he did not do the work he did not do the work and it's her responsibility as the teacher to hold him accountable for not doing his work. Also, I'm not doing a 17/18yo homework! I will help you...but you are going to do your work on your own. And we can connect on Zoom. I don't need to travel 4hrs round trip to offer up my help. Also, so much was expected of teachers during the lockdown and I expressed that it was unfair to this teacher who could very well have her own difficulties and children to tend to.
Well, my sister did not like that. And she did not invite me to my nephew's graduation. But also, I realized that I did not feel good talking to my sister. I would always get off the phone with her feeling very drained and just negative vibes. She is very negative at times. And is a bit of a bully - she is 8yrs older and continue to try to talk to me as if I am a child and know nothing about life. I could never get a word in edgewise. Anytime I disagree with anything she says, she flips. It's like I cannot have my own opinion. And oftentimes she would start yelling and hang up.
So now we're in contact because of my mom and I feel like this is a way for her to weasel herself back into my life without addressing the issues we have. Now, I was trying to focus on my mother because I really did not want to go into anything deep with any of my siblings without a third party (i.e. therapist present). But we have been talking and I regret sharing things with her. For instance, I recently got a paternity test with the man I have know to be my father - still waiting on the results. And she went back to tell my older sister about this and is speculating that someone said something to me or did something to me for me to question who my father is and my place in the family. And I shared that no, this is something I have always wanted to do and according to him they never did one (but my sister who was 8 at the time seems to remember that they did). But also, that yes I have not felt very welcome in the family or like I could trust any of them if I was truly being honest - especially my mother and my oldest sister. Big mistake!
So, she calls me today accusing me of recording the conversation we had last night - apparently she's got some app on her phone that alerts you when someone is recording you (paranoid much??!). I assured her that I did not. And then she goes on to tell me that she thinks I need to go back to therapy because I'm still harboring about things that happened in the past and that I should really just get over it. I even brought up the time her and my mom jumped me in an elevator when I was in high school and she said she never did that to me. And is just telling me that I need to go to therapy - mind you this is from someone who has never gone to therapy and boasts about how she never needed to go that route...that she has God, etc. But, before hanging up I expressed how it was highly inappropriate for her to tell me that I need to go back to therapy because she does not agree how I feel and most likely feels uncomfortable with my feelings.
This is super long, so if you've made it this long bless your heart. I have stopped sharing this stuff with friends because I haven't met many people, outside of therapists, who have the capacity to hold space for me as I navigate the fuckery that is my family. But I hung up the phone because I needed to put up a boundary, even if it was in an immature way. My conversations with my sister this week have only confirmed WHY I have been toying with this idea of estrangement and trying it out. My family will never do the work that is needed to heal themselves enough so that we can have a healthy relationship. I also cannot trust that any conversations I have with any of them will stay between us. I just do not trust them or feel safe around them (emotionally, mentally, and physically as it pertains to my mom)...safe enough to be my authentic self and speak my truth.
So, outside of the conversations about the treatment plan with my mom - I have to stay firm on not discussing any other issues with them because they will always try to manipulate me and deny things that have happened in the past. I am not crazy I know what I experienced - I have also been an avid journaler since 5th grade so I have a hefty account of my life written down so no one can tell me about my life and how I experienced it. So yeah....just needed to reaffirm that my decision to distance myself is actually necessary for not only my survival, but for the betterment of my mental health because these bitches tryna make me feel like I'm crazy!!!
Any supportive comments would be greatly appreciated during this time.
Much love!
TLDR: After a year of NC, I got back into contact with my older sister because my mom is in the psych ward. I am regretting it deeply because she told me I need to go to therapy so I could get over the stuff and is trying to make me question my own perception of my life growing up.

Hello! I thought I'd lay out a smorgasbord of ideas. Hopefully some of them pique your fancy! I'm also open to other ones, of course.
^{[PS: asterisks indicate what I'm particularly interested in at the moment.]}

• *** Urban Fantasy - This can involve vampires, werewolves, fairies, witches, warlocks, and more. I like telling stories about a hidden world and how one might get sucked into it. I'm more than happy to do something with two supernatural beings; or with one of us playing a human who may not have previously known about the truth just beneath the surface of the everyday world.
  
• *** Tomb Raider - I've been roleplaying as Lara for a VERY long time. She's my favorite character - ever. <33 There's many, many adventures that our darling tomb raider can go on. We can do something with her opposite an OC -- maybe a spy or a handsome socialite? I'm also super into crossing over my main girl, Lara Croft, into the MCU. She fits in a shockingly well there. I really enjoyed 'The Batman,' and I think she'd work opposite that version of Bruce, too. However, I definitely prefer the MCU over DC stuff. Anyone who shows interest in this will be bumped to the front of the line, haha. Click for further details and ideas.
  
• *** Superheroes - I love superheroes! But I love villains more, haha. If we're doing something original, I think it'd be fun if we did something with a hero/villain who interact with one another in their everyday lives not knowing that their acquaintance is the person trying to kill them with a freeze ray at night. However, I have a preference for playing in established universes with canon characters -- particularly the MCU.
  
• Three's More Fun - Let's tell a story about a poly relationship. Not cuckolding - an actual triad. MMF would be preferred. Feel free to mix this idea with any of the other prompts in here.
  
• The End of the World - "Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice." Isn't that how the old poem goes? I love to explore post-apocalyptic scenarios. I have a slight preference for something ala 'Fallout,' but I've always done fun scenarios involving zombies. One thing I'd really love to do is an outbreak scenario that begins just before shit hits the fan. I think the best zombie stories are always the ones that have emotional core. I want to follow this couple from the start of the disaster into the dangerous new world that emerges after.
  
• A Real Bodice Ripper - Give me tall, handsome strangers with scandalous secrets. Breathless ladies cinched up in their corsets. The romance and the glamour all on the backdrop of dreary London. Something lurking in the shadows - stalking the elegant upper class. Or perhaps there's no hidden monsters at all. Perhaps we can craft a story about an arranged marriage or forbidden love. Think along the lines of "Crimson Peak" or "Penny Dreadful."
  
• A Song of Ice and Fire - "House of the Dragon" has me back on my Westerosi bullshit. I'm totally down to figure out stories in this universe!
  

YOU MUST BE:

• Polite
• Creative.
• Enthusiastic.
• Able to write in 3rd person.
• Available on Discord.
• Over the age of 21.

Also, please do not reach out to me via Reddit Chat. I don't read them. To DM me, click here! I only check DM's. Please make the subject line your current favorite song, just so I know you've read this post from top to bottom. Also, if you cannot DM me, it's because your account is too new or there's some other issue on your end. My DM's are very much open. Thanks! 💖
WRITING SAMPLE:
Lara hated these functions.
No. 'Hate' wasn't the right word. She loathed them. This one in particular was a charity gala with the profits going to build a new childrens' ward in Surrey Parkside Hospital -- the very hospital she herself had been born in. That helped make the event a tad more palatable; but not enough to make it feel like anything other than a chore.
The estate of the Earl of Brixton was filled with socialites and nobility from all over Europe. They had all put on their best finery and their well-practiced courtesies. They made navigating these things look so effortless ... And, in a way, Lara was jealous of them for that. This had never come easy to her. Even now, she found herself wishing she had dirt under her nails rather than a French manicure.
At least she knew how to look the part. For all her perceived faults, no one could deny that the young woman cleaned up beautifully when she cared to put in the effort. Her petite figure was wrapped in a one-of-a-kind, crimson-colored dress designed for her by one of Paris's trendiest fashion houses. The bustline was particularly dramatic -- showing off more cleavage than most noblewomen would ever dare to. The back was also open, though the fabric had been draped across it in the semblance of a capelet -- making her seem more like a goddess of old rather than a modern Countess. She had overheard several women whispering about her choice to wear something so revealing; but she couldn't bring herself to care all that much.
"You're conflating the Maya with the Aztecs," she drolled in that elocution-trained accent as she finished what was her third glass of champagne thus far. A portly, older man had been bending her ear for the past twenty minutes attempting to impress her with tales of his private collection. Having claimed to be an expert on South American indigenous peoples, the correction made his face turn almost as red as her dress. He opened his mouth to say something; but before he had the chance, she gave a little shake of her now-empty glass.
"I need a refill. Pardon me, Sir." Before he had a chance to object, she made a hasty retreat from him. Along the way, she dropped the crystal flute onto the tray of a passing waiter and collected another. While her small stature did little to hold her back in the field -- if anything, it was an advantage -- but when it came to alcohol, it left her as something of a lightweight. She made a mental note to slow down; or else she risked the very real possibility of her already sharp tongue slicing a few more socialites to ribbons. That would truly defeat the purpose of her showing up to these things to preserve her reputation. Or, at least, preserve it as much as she could. Between herself and her late father, the name Croft had carried a dubious notoriety for quite some time. Some admired her for her ambition, intelligence, and bravery in the field. Others saw it as uncouth, at best -- destructive, at worst.
Lara took a moment to survey the room, noting how the majority of guests were preoccupied with the band that had begun to play a waltz. Perfect. She took the opportunity to sneak out of the ballroom and through the winding corridors of the estate. Before long, she found the door that led out to the rose garden. It was a chilly, damp English night; but she couldn't find herself to mind. If anything, it exhilarated her.
And it also kept the others from wandering out this way.
She tilted her head back to peer up at the full moon and stars above. She sipped her drink and took in the night air. She had needed this breather. She hadn't realized just how tightly coiled her muscles had become until she was away from the oppressive stuffiness of the party.

I thought it would be good for me to share my thoughts as a farewell to the Cradle series. It's a rather critical review, and I'm aware that this is not going to be very popular here, so let me preface this by saying that I think Cradle is undeniably a solid series, which I would wholeheartedly recommend. That said, I didn't enjoy the ending as much as I had hoped. In my opinion, the series started to feel off with Bloodline, and I've only recently been able to pinpoint why.
In short, everything felt too safe, somewhat focused on fan service, and rushed.
Remember the intense fights earlier in the series, like Lindon/Orthos vs. Harmony, where they only made it through with Dross' first combat report? Or Lindon's desperate struggle against Kiro, where he had to use every ounce of his strength just to survive and barely flee for his life? Even further back, there was Lindon's defeat in the duel against Jai Long, where he lost an arm due to being completely outmatched. These fights had a sense of real danger and tension.
Since Wintersteel, though, I can't recall a single fight that made me genuinely fear for the characters or think that they might actually lose and face consequences. The closest was the team Lindon vs. Monarch Shen fight, but even that ended without any significant repercussions. They certainly always appear to fight on the verge of death, confronting unfavorable odds and barely surviving, but they also almost always emerge unscathed (or unscathed in the grand scheme of things), and that's my biggest complaint. There can only be so many times when a character comes close to death but ultimately triumphs against all odds before readers start to perceive the "danger" as nothing more than artificial trickery employed by the author.
At some point, it felt like the books were written as if they were video game levels: defeat enemy #1434, loot corpse, advance, repeat. There was no doubt that team Lindon would overcome all the Monarchs, defeat the Dreadgods, and ascend. I kept waiting for a twist, a major loss, or something unexpected to grab my interest, rather than another drawn-out battle where Lindon inevitably prevails.
The Monarchs and even the Dreadgods felt incredibly weak in Waybound. Lindon easily defeats Northstrider, a centuries-old Monarch with a baby presence of his own. I was actually interested when Northstirder appeared to be easily thrashing Lindon with his centuries of experience. But of course, no. It was all just a ploy, and Lindon actually had absolute control from the start. The other Monarch fights weren't much better- Malice escapes from Lindon with her tail between her legs, Shen is overwhelmed by penance arrows and is forced to flee almost immediately. Three other Monarchs—Sha Miara, Emeriss, and the Eight-man Empire—end up siding with Lindon, further diminishing the challenge for the team. The Dreadgods couldn't compare to Lindon- he could match two of them plus a Monarch.
The best way to put it is that there was no gravity to any of those fights. It's like they were written solely to elicit a "hell yeah!" response rather than to put readers on the edge of their seats.
I understand that this is a matter of personal taste, but I genuinely wish the series as a whole had been less light-hearted and safe. I wish Will had been bolder, willing to deceive and surprise us. What if the Monarchs ended up being right in maintaining the status quo, and Lindon, as a result, had a crisis of motives in the middle of Waybound? What if Mercy sided with her mother, forcing Lindon to reevaluate their friendship? Or perhaps, upon ascending to one of the Vroshir worlds, Lindon discovers that the Abidan were not as noble as they seemed, setting up a rivalry between him and Ozriel in a future series? I know none of these ideas necessarily align with the spirit of the books, but I can't help but feel that Will played it too safe, too straightforward, without offering anything that had the slightest chance of dividing the fanbase.
But even disregarding everything I mentioned above, I still don't think the wrap-up was that good. First of all, part of Eithan's purpose for returning to Cradle was to find exceptional sacred artists who could go with him to the 'end,' whatever that may be. The thing is, though, as Ozriel, he has already supposedly reached the 'end,' being the strongest known entity in the universe (according to Suriel's Presence). So where does that put him in relation to the team? Where is the struggle if he can demolish anything that truly threatens them at any point? Is he part of the Executioner program, leading the team to save dying worlds?
The final chapter doesn't make any of that clear because everything is rushed. If Eithan is part of the Executioner program, is he veiling his true powers to avoid disrupting the flow of faith or whatever? But then, how much power is he allowed to bring on those missions? I assume there's a threshold of power beyond which one's interference with fate becomes too disastrous. But doesn't that mean the team has to stop growing at some point, never reaching the power level of a Judge so they can keep functioning as Executioners?
Yet, that seems to contradict the entire point of the series, which is eternal self-improvement. It appears that Lindon and Yerin have settled down and had a child. So is that the end of their path? I suppose "We will never stop" was only meant for Cradle, not beyond.
Another minor gripe: As much as it was satisfying getting to see Lindon trouncing Li Markuth, I couldn't help but cringe at the blatant fan service. It had a certain poetic charm, with Lindon concluding his journey in Cradle the way it all began, but the logic behind it was questionable. Why would the Mad King concern himself with someone as weak as Li Markuth? And why would he send him back to Sacred Valley? The showdown between them was undeniably cool, but it felt jarring that there was no mention of Lindon's family's reaction.
Shortly after, Lindon ascends without saying his goodbyes to anyone, only to find himself in an enemy world, promptly rescued by Fury. I couldn't help but wonder what the purpose of it all was, considering it led to nothing. I was sure he would fight the Silverlord, to show us how he compares to strong enemies beyond Cradle. That was such a missed opportunity. Also, was he fighting a class two fiend shortly after ascending or was that after a time skip?
I reckon a good fix for most of those problems would've been to add another book. It'd give enough screen time to properly wrap up the characters' stories and delve into the Abidan plot in a more satisfying way.
Anyway, this is getting pretty long, so I'll stop my rambling here. It kinda sounds like I hate the series, but that's really far from the truth. I absolutely love those books. I just feel like they didn't quite nail the landing.

I'm a 28F currently dealing with a revenge obsessed ex-boyfriend (36M) who has been stalking me online for at least 2 years now and is hell bent on destroying my life. Basically I was his first GF in 7 years at the time and prior to the girl before me who cheated on him he claimed he never had a GF except girls who thought he looked like Harry Potter in middle school. He is 36 and doesn't have a lot of experience with women so the break up is apparently still difficult for him to process even though its 3 years later and we have not spoken except me asking him profusely to stop doing this stuff.
At the time we were dating a few years ago I was dealing with some identity issues during our relationship which I was honest with him about, (identified as bisexual at the time, but was questioning my sexuality). We had some disagreements about it and he would always ask why he couldn't stay over early on in the relationship (~1 month into it). I ended up breaking things off with him after roughly 4 months because I felt like we weren't compatible and also because I had lost my job at the time and was dealing with personal issues on the side (severely depressed, was in therapy for it).
We were friends for a short time after the breakup until things started getting VERY weird. He began circling the road next to my apartment several times per hour EVERY DAY. At the time I considered it strange but had a limited knowledge of technology other than basic CS classes I had taken in the past. The internet would randomly shut off for 30 mins - 1 hour for no reason. I would later find out in the logs the router was being hit with DOS attacks several times per day.
I would also see my documents on Google Drive opened by strange usernames of fake accounts, and eventually had a remote access trojan on my laptop after he sent me photos of us through Google Photos which I suspect he used to infect my computer. He would backspace while I typed, open and close windows, click random things on the screen, and straight up mess with me for several hours per day every day for MONTHS.
Then eventually the computer crashed and would never start again. It was a $1500 Macbook Pro. My new car also mysteriously got something poured in the fuel tank and after a few weeks and several hundreds of dollars of new parts no mechanic could fix the car. My apartment was broken into repeatedly with subtle signs of forced entry but nothing stolen. Examples: Pry marks on the inside of the front door, side door and back door, personal care items like body wash, underwear or bras stolen or moved, coming home to find personal documents like medical records, tax records, and bank info layed out on my bedroom floor shuffled around. I filed police reports each time it happened but couldn't prove it was him.
My car has also been broken into a few times now with my dashcam broken off the mount, hidden under the passenger seat, stick figures taking a dump drawn on my windshield, and nails in my back tire and spare tire. I believe he put a GPS tracker on the car because I have heard someone outside opening and closing the car door but nothing was stolen. So far no mechanic has been able to find a tracker and I couldn't either.
I had to stop using the wifi at my apartment because every device I use on that network gets hacked (multiple different laptops, 2 kindles, and 3 cell phones). I found a keylogger on my M1 Macbook Pro (~$2000) which he also placed persistent malware on and I can not get rid of despite wiping the hard drive 8 times since this January. He defaced my professional website I was trying to use to get a job twice (first time put a pic of nude child and set his hacker username as my bank account number, added a redirect link which I stupidly clicked on and then it downloaded some sort of spyware or RAT onto my device, 2nd time he put up 2 women doing the deed also nude).
He has had remote access to this computer for an unknown amount of time and I can not afford to replace it. My cell phone also booted up into safe mode the next morning and the background was changed on my work/school email account. I tried taking my computer to a repair shop and they claimed if he does have a RAT on it, it is likely hidden on the recovery partition and they weren't able to find it or get it off my computer. This is a $2000 M1 Mac and he already destroyed my previous Macbook Pro which cost me $1500.
I also had to buy a new cell phone after I kept getting creepy phone calls and phishing texts from unknown numbers. When he put the new keylogger on my computer recently I saw where he made a folder which he named the digits of my new phone number. I had just bought a brand new Samsung Galaxy and he already got the new phone number for it and hacked it. He kept enabled the camera and microphone and while I was eating turned on the camera and started recorded me while I was eating. I factory reset the phone and he was still able to control the camera and mic on it.
I have reported him to the FBI IC3 unit 6 times now in the last year and now he is getting cocky about it and knows he will get away with it so he keeps doing it. He knows I am broke with no money and can't afford a new computer, to move away, or to keep buying a new cell phone every month and he seems to get off on trying to destroy my whole life. I have not spoken to him in 3 years now and we do not talk at all. I sent him a FB message telling him to stop explaining to him I have been going through a lot since my sister died a few years ago and just want to be left alone. He keeps doing it and won't stop.
He also recruited my crush who I never mentioned to him to help him with the hacking (my crush is a system admin) and now my crush won't speak to me at all and hates my guts. I have no idea what he said to my crush or how he got them to come after me but they have been going full on nuclear and won't stop. I caught him staking me out a few days ago at the gas station across from a wifi hotspot I was using where he was just sitting there for an extended period of time watching me. Then when I started drive near him he inched his truck like he was thinking about if he was going to follow me or not. He also knows when I come and go at night and drives by my apartment minutes after I get home at different times.
This guy seems to think I owe him something and has a serious problem. I also find it creepy that he knows about my crush and is actively getting the crush to help him do this stuff just to hurt me. He just keeps doing all this and will not stop. While I am not the type of person to do anything crazy back, the police have done nothing and in terms of the hacking there is not a lot they can do. This is pushing me to the brink of self destructive thoughts because every time I turn my computer on I can't do anything without him snooping. He has access to my computer, my phone, possibly my apartment and car. What can I do to at least expose this guy. I don't think he is ever going to stop until he kills me and this has got to stop.

hi there everyone,
i am f/29 and my hobbies are pc gaming, watching korean dramas and tlc shows, arts and crafts, and skin care
for pc games: i play ow2, survival games like 7dtd, raft, ark.... also cute games dinkum, dreamlight valley, cozy grove. lets play together!
im also down to watch stuff online with you. i love cute feel good romantic korean dramas. i also like trashy tlc reality tv. i like watching cartoons and documentaries
i am politically very woke and progressive
we can talk about skin care or nail art. i do all sorts of crafts, maybe you do too?
i can text chat, voice chat. i will try to be a good friend to you :)
please be in your late 20's and have discord. i prefer women but am open to befriending everyone with similar interests
also, if u have a lot of other friends already and dont have time to get to know someone, then please... dont bother
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I've been trying to nail a couple of pesky moles for a couple of weeks. They've gotten into the front beds and have been killing new plants and got mounds of dirt all over the place. The worst I've seen in years. It's been a MOAM, mother of all moles. Tried plunger and scissor traps. I discovered every time tamping down a tunnel or a portion of it they go deeper rendering the traps useless not that they were useful to begin with. I decided screw the traps. New approach. Lawn chair, shovel, beer and time. Stomped down the tunnels, sat down, cracked a beer or two and waited. Waited for them to reopen the tunnels. watched for the ground to move then slowly and quietly sneaked up and jammed the shovel deep into the ground. One down and 30 minutes later 2nd one down. several hours later, so far so good. we'll see what tomorrow morning brings. Got plenty of beer.

((Could be a trigger)) We had my youngest sons party today. It was just my husband, my 4 kids, my husband's grandma and aunt, as well as myself clearly .Half way through the party, my mom walks in as one of my kids is running out to the car. I hear her voice and frozen. I went to the door unsure of if i heard what I just heard. It was her. I dont even remember what was said. I just know i asked her how she found me and to leave. I am literally overwhelmed with emotions right now
We waited until she left the parking lot then left. I am home but i dont know how to start, what to say, how to say it, where to start. I want to puke still She announced to everyone that she is calling CPS on me as she left too
I said that my kids didnt deserve to have a person like her as a grandma
Thats when she left yelling she was calling cps because "my kids dont deserve to be with me" I know she tried to say "youre not even crying!" "LOOK AT HOW YOU ARE BEHAVING!" "COME OUTSIDE AND ILL TALK TO YOU ABOUT THE THINGS YOU DID!"
I am home and talking with my husband and trying to recount more information about what just happened but its so silently vivid in my head. Like I see the scene but the audio is gone.
My mom has spent years emotionally harming me as well as physically when i was in her grasp. I have started to a list and have been digging for proof because she has also DESTROYED me in the eyes of everyone see knows in my town.
Here are some that are in list form:
✔️It's my fault my little brothers finger got ran over, I was in the baby swing and I was stuck so my mother had to get me out and thats when my little 2 year old brother tripped and got his fingers ran over
✔️ "Why the hell would you dye your hair at your dads? ONLY WHORES DYE THEIR HAIR!"
✔️ "Youre not bisexual, youve NEVER ATE PUSSY!!!" (13 year old me)
✔️ (To I believe 6 year old me who was being touched inappropriately by a slightly older cousin) "WHY ARE YOU PLAYING DIRTY WITH YOUR COUSIN? I TOLD YOU BOTH TO STOP!" *as we both take our "spankings"
✔️ She claims I was talking to all these old men on skype, sending them dirty messages." *it was my boyfriend who is younger and heard all my mom had to say about me before i closed my laptop
✔️ "She ran away from home because she didnt like my rules"
I was at my grandma's with her and my dad.
✔️ I also has a document in the mail that proves I was sent for an emergency MENTAL evaluation BY THE SCHOOL because I posted "Suicide Suicide Maybe tonight" As my google chat liner this was 2011.
✔️ "She used to like me but then she only cared about her dad" (me at the time 6 moths old written in my baby book)
✔️ "I bet she gets pregnant in high school and drops out at 16!" "I say 17!" "I say 15!" *group laugh*
✔️ me- my bf raped me
my mom- IMPOSSIBLE YOU ALREADY HAD SEX WITH HIM SO HOW COULD HE
✔️ me- my ex bf i stalked me, threatened my grandmas life, expressed in detail how he'd murder me and dispose of me if i disobeyed while digging his finger nails into my genitals.
my mom for years after- "Remember that guy? Your kids look like him! they like magic? wow they really are his arent they?"
✔️ *me in trouble for being provocative through text* Mom hits me so hard i fall off the arm of the couch and whack my head on the wheels of a skateboard.
✔️ *like 7 year old me on a toy outside little brother wants it punches me in the nose bloodying it* Mom and step dad laughing saying i should have just gave him the tractor.
✔️ We are out front. My brother hits me with a golf club in the temple. Mom laughing says I need to watch it because he was swinging it around.
✔️ Brother punching out my front teeth, still a told story about how funny it was that he did that because i didnt give him something i had so it was all my fault
✔️ on fb i post about my virginity being given away at 17, my mom comments, FALSE. Nothing further. I was a virgin to my knowledge at least. Unless you count my same sex cousin sexual touching me as she was being touched by our "family". Which I dont. Sexual abuse shouldnt count. If you count it, please do me the solid of never speaking to me again.
✔️ lets a cousin 17 year old thats done the paperwork move in the apartment upstairs, instantly became an unsafe person in my moms words.
✔️ tell my mom Im upset her "best friend" stole my dead grandmas raised flower bed from next to my garage, She is still besties with said lady.
✔️ gifted a car on my 16th birthday. when I left I never got the car back, they sold it.
✔️ was told I could have my stuff from my moms house. I never received more than half. They kept anything they could sell even my christmas presents.
✔️ None of my siblings would talk to me then, explicitly was told by one of them that unless I am on good terms with my mom he wanted nothing to do with me.
✔️ Ask my mom to stop believing everything she hears about me and to just ask me in a slightly defensive way yes.
✔️ Tell my mom my mental health is gettin very dark again. Get told I am being dramatic.
✔️ Tell my mom I need space because it literally feels like everyone was against me as my step dad was in the hospital. She stops outside my homes unannounced to “drop” presents by, inlcuding the day I asked for space and MOTHERS DAY!
I just want peace. I just want clarity. I just want to not have a mom like this. I have been no contact for at least 2 months. I feel like a train hit me straight on after her invading my babies birthday party.....

I'm a 28F currently dealing with a revenge obsessed ex-boyfriend (36M) who has been stalking me online for at least 2 years now and is hell bent on destroying my life. Basically I was his first GF in 7 years at the time and prior to the girl before me who cheated on him he claimed he never had a GF except girls who thought he looked like Harry Potter in middle school. He is 36 and doesn't have a lot of experience with women so the break up is apparently still difficult for him to process even though its 3 years later and we have not spoken except me asking him profusely to stop doing this stuff.
At the time we were dating a few years ago I was dealing with some identity issues during our relationship which I was honest with him about, (identified as bisexual at the time, but was questioning my sexuality). We had some disagreements about it and he would always ask why he couldn't stay over early on in the relationship (~1 month into it). I ended up breaking things off with him after roughly 4 months because I felt like we weren't compatible and also because I had lost my job at the time and was dealing with personal issues on the side (severely depressed, was in therapy for it).
We were friends for a short time after the breakup until things started getting VERY weird. He began circling the road next to my apartment several times per hour EVERY DAY. At the time I considered it strange but had a limited knowledge of technology other than basic CS classes I had taken in the past. The internet would randomly shut off for 30 mins - 1 hour for no reason. I would later find out in the logs the router was being hit with DOS attacks several times per day.
I would also see my documents on Google Drive opened by strange usernames of fake accounts, and eventually had a remote access trojan on my laptop after he sent me photos of us through Google Photos which I suspect he used to infect my computer. He would backspace while I typed, open and close windows, click random things on the screen, and straight up mess with me for several hours per day every day for MONTHS.
Then eventually the computer crashed and would never start again. It was a $1500 Macbook Pro. My new car also mysteriously got something poured in the fuel tank and after a few weeks and several hundreds of dollars of new parts no mechanic could fix the car. My apartment was broken into repeatedly with subtle signs of forced entry but nothing stolen. Examples: Pry marks on the inside of the front door, side door and back door, personal care items like body wash, underwear or bras stolen or moved, coming home to find personal documents like medical records, tax records, and bank info layed out on my bedroom floor shuffled around. I filed police reports each time it happened but couldn't prove it was him.
My car has also been broken into a few times now with my dashcam broken off the mount, hidden under the passenger seat, stick figures taking a dump drawn on my windshield, and nails in my back tire and spare tire. I believe he put a GPS tracker on the car because I have heard someone outside opening and closing the car door but nothing was stolen. So far no mechanic has been able to find a tracker and I couldn't either.
I had to stop using the wifi at my apartment because every device I use on that network gets hacked (multiple different laptops, 2 kindles, and 3 cell phones). I found a keylogger on my M1 Macbook Pro (~$2000) which he also placed persistent malware on and I can not get rid of despite wiping the hard drive 8 times since this January. He defaced my professional website I was trying to use to get a job twice (first time put a pic of nude child and set his hacker username as my bank account number, added a redirect link which I stupidly clicked on and then it downloaded some sort of spyware or RAT onto my device, 2nd time he put up 2 women doing the deed also nude).
He has had remote access to this computer for an unknown amount of time and I can not afford to replace it. My cell phone also booted up into safe mode the next morning and the background was changed on my work/school email account. I tried taking my computer to a repair shop and they claimed if he does have a RAT on it, it is likely hidden on the recovery partition and they weren't able to find it or get it off my computer. This is a $2000 M1 Mac and he already destroyed my previous Macbook Pro which cost me $1500.
I also had to buy a new cell phone after I kept getting creepy phone calls and phishing texts from unknown numbers. When he put the new keylogger on my computer recently I saw where he made a folder which he named the digits of my new phone number. I had just bought a brand new Samsung Galaxy and he already got the new phone number for it and hacked it. He kept enabled the camera and microphone and while I was eating turned on the camera and started recorded me while I was eating. I factory reset the phone and he was still able to control the camera and mic on it.
I have reported him to the FBI IC3 unit 6 times now in the last year and now he is getting cocky about it and knows he will get away with it so he keeps doing it. He knows I am broke with no money and can't afford a new computer, to move away, or to keep buying a new cell phone every month and he seems to get off on trying to destroy my whole life. I have not spoken to him in 3 years now and we do not talk at all. I sent him a FB message telling him to stop explaining to him I have been going through a lot since my sister died a few years ago and just want to be left alone. He keeps doing it and won't stop.
He also recruited my crush who I never mentioned to him to help him with the hacking (my crush is a system admin) and now my crush won't speak to me at all and hates my guts. I have no idea what he said to my crush or how he got them to come after me but they have been going full on nuclear and won't stop. I caught him staking me out a few days ago at the gas station across from a wifi hotspot I was using where he was just sitting there for an extended period of time watching me. Then when I started drive near him he inched his truck like he was thinking about if he was going to follow me or not. He also knows when I come and go at night and drives by my apartment minutes after I get home at different times.
This guy seems to think I owe him something and has a serious problem. I also find it creepy that he knows about my crush and is actively getting the crush to help him do this stuff just to hurt me. He just keeps doing all this and will not stop. While I am not the type of person to do anything crazy back, the police have done nothing and in terms of the hacking there is not a lot they can do. This is pushing me to the brink of self destructive thoughts because every time I turn my computer on I can't do anything without him snooping. He has access to my computer, my phone, possibly my apartment and car. What can I do to at least expose this guy. I don't think he is ever going to stop until he kills me and this has got to stop.

UFC 289 start time -- Amanda Nunes vs. Irene Aldana: Live stream, PPV price, fight card, prelims, TV channel. Here's everything you need to know to catch the UFC 289 event on Saturday in Vancouver, Canada. Amanda Nunes makes her first Women’s Bantamweight title defense since reclaiming the belt, and Irene Aldana will be the challenger at UFC 289, which heads to Rogers Arena in Vancouver, British Columbia on Saturday, June 10 (6/10/2023).
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In the main event, “The Lioness” Amanda Nunes (22-5), double champion of the UFC’s Women’s Featherweight and Women’s Bantamweight divisions, will face a title challenge from Irene Aldana (14-6), the No. 5 ranked Bantamweight out of Mexico. It was originally slated to be a rematch with Julianna Pena, but was rescheduled due to Pena suffering a rib injury.
Aldana is on a two-fight win streak, most recently beating Macy Chiasson at UFC 279. Prior to her UFC 269 loss to Pena, Nunes was on 12-fight win streak a with wins over titans like Ronda Rousey, Cris Cyborg, Miesha Tate, Valentina Shevchenko, and Holly Holm.
The co-main event is also a huge draw for this fight card, featuring former Lightweight Champion Charles Oliveira (33-9, 1 NC) looking to keep his top spot against Beneil Dariush (22-4-1), who’s on a 8-fight win streak.

So i am sorta working on a pleasure project of mine, issue is, while i think of the fun of changing things, putting it to docs and releasing it to the public, i am not at all experienced enough to know how my changes would affect the game as a whole and i while i am no dev, we can all agree that the game needs some help especially in certain areas which i try to bring together, is there anyone willing to chat in here?
What i am mainly looking for is to find open minded vets, as my ideas would be changing factions and its mechanics drastically and while i get that some people do not want big changes, there is another group that really wants them and those are the ones i look for.
It does not matter if you are NC, TR or VS ore even NS it is actually encouraged for anyone that play any faction religiously or not and who has quiet some time in it on a decent skill level, to contact me if possible.I hope that our conversations can be fruitfull!