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[We stopped robbing humans and started an orc-themed restaurant] - Chapter 12 - Fantasy

2023.06.01 04:36 Nosajhpled [We stopped robbing humans and started an orc-themed restaurant] - Chapter 12 - Fantasy


Previous Chapter 1
Richard heard his name. He swung his gaze towards the source, catching sight of a formidable man rapidly striding in his direction. This behemoth of a man towered approximately six-and-a-half feet tall, had a breadth akin to an orc, and showcased bulging muscles that flexed with each purposeful step. His complexion was peculiar, almost like a pink orc if one dared to envision such a creature. Unsettled and uncertain, Richard remained rooted, eyes glued to the advancing figure.
The colossal figure slumped without grace into the chair opposite Richard. The chair beneath him groaned audibly, protesting against his massive weight. Leaning over the table, his wild, unnerving gaze bored into Richard. Tangled beard and hair strained against the confines of a hair net, a requirement for all the cooks. “Richard, you old dog!” The man sneered, his mismatched eyes widening unevenly. Richard couldn’t help but notice the gaps in his teeth.
“Wait a minute. Where’s your scar?” The man’s voice boomed, echoes of a forgotten battlefield lingering in his tone. He squinted, his eyes narrowing into slits as they studied Richard. His pinkie, large and rough like the rest of him, traced a path down his face, starting from the furrowed forehead, crossing his left eye, and down to the weather-beaten cheek. “Don’t tell me you got rid of it. I worked hard, giving you that scar,” he growled, his voice filled with a hint of both pride and accusation.
Richard’s eyes went wide with surprise. This enormous man was the legendary Barbarian Battleax of the Battleax clan from the region of Battleax (not a bastion of creativity, those barbarians). Richard’s father, Richard (orcs, dear reader, aren’t particularly creative either), fought this man in the Orc Wars. They were mortal enemies.
A hush fell over the tavern, a silence so profound it could rival a crypt’s. The elf bard was watching with a mischievous grin. She was going to write an epic ballad about this fight.
Straightening his posture, Richard locked his gaze with the barbarian’s, his voice steady as he said, “You must be Battleax of the Battleax clan from the region of Battleax. I am Chief Richard, son of Chief Richard.”
Old Battleax cast his crazed eyes down to the table, “Oh, the old orc is gone?” Richard stayed silent. The old barbarian looked up, “He was a good orc. The best with a spear.” Battleax shook his head, “I hope I get to battle with him again in the afterlife. He was,” Battleax paused with a frown, “He was the best mortal enemy a guy could ever have.” His sudden pounding on the table startled everyone, “We’ll battle in the afterlife! It’ll be grand!” His eyes gleamed wild with a ragged, toothy grin.
Taken aback, a flicker of confusion clouded Richard’s eyes, “Do barbarians,” he started, his voice hesitant as he navigated this unexpected topic, “go to Orc Heaven?”
“No!” Battleax laughed, “It’s west of Orc Heaven, in the mountains. Ah, one day.” The crazy eyes went unfocused, and the old barbarian began to sing, “Rocky roads take me there, to a heaven so fair.” The barbarian took a big inhale and screamed out, “Wystginia! Free to roam, my heavenly home!”
“Dad!” shouted the woman who had taken Richard’s order, “Stop singing. You’ll scare the customers away!”
Battleax looked at her, his eye darting wildly, but then calmed. “Ah, Batty, you’re right.” He turned to the tavern and shouted, “Sorry!” He waved to the elf on stage, who, with some disappointment, began to strum her instrument.
“So, you are old Richard’s pup.” He pointed to the frowning woman beside him, “This is my daughter, Battleax. Behind the bar is my son Battleax. The one in the kitchen is my other son Battleax. By the door is my youngest, Battleax.” Battleax senior looked at a confused face of Richard and shrugged, “Uh, it’s an old family name. We stick with what works.”
Richard laughed, “Tradition is important. Is the bar cat’s name Battleax too.” He pointed to the cat sleeping on the bar.
Battleax’s eyes went wide, “No! That’s Cuddles.” The old barbarian leaned over the table towards Richard, “I’d be careful, pup. That ain’t no cat.” Before Richard could say anything, Battleax hollered, “Bat, another round of ale. Hey Ax,” He shouted into the kitchen, “Fix me some hot wings; I’m eating with my new buddy.”
Richard watched the Battleaxes go to work. “Batty, Bat, Ax,” Richard said, “Good way to tell them apart” He looked towards the door, “Uh, BA?”
Battleax roared with laughter, “Good guess, and it was. But the boy is going through a phase. Gave himself a silly nickname.” The old man turned to look at his son, “Isn’t that right, Greg!”
Greg rolled his eyes and looked away. Richard noticed that, unlike the other Battleaxs, Greg wore all black. His outfit looked like a robe or something a monk would wear.
“The boy don’t even want to carry a battleax,” The old barbarian grumbled, “He’s too good for it. Wants to carry something called nunchucks. Swing sticks on a rope. And that silly outfit. Bah!”
Richard laughed; he didn’t know what a nunchuck was, but from the bulging muscles of Greg, no matter what, it would hurt.
Batty returned with three plates and two new pints of ale. She slid two plates in front of Richard and one in front of Battleax, their contents causing wafts of mouth-watering aroma to float up and dance around their nostrils. One bore what looked like a perfectly round pieces of bread, its surface darkened to a crisp and speckled with grains of salt. The other matched the plate in front of Battleax. It was a mound of meat, its glistening surface seared to a perfect brown, and it had a smoky, spicy scent that tickled the senses.
Batty winked and said, “Good luck, and enjoy.”
Battleax grabbed a piece of meat off his plate and slurped the meat off the bones. He chewed, swallowed, and grunted before he grabbed the next piece. Richard followed the barbarian’s lead. He grabbed a piece of meat and sucked off the meat as best he could, leaving two bones.
Richard enjoyed the rich, spicy flavor. A faint burn began to register as he reached for the next piece. Abruptly, it transformed into a blazing inferno, searing the inside of his mouth. He seized his pint of ale, gulping it down in a desperate attempt to douse the burning. He wiped away the sweat beading on his brow.
Battleax erupted into laughter, hammering the table. “It’s got a kick!” He grabbed another wing, eating it without hesitation.
Richard liked it. Noticing the old barbarian was ahead of him, he picked up another wing. They matched each other wing for wing. Each taking long draws from their pint of ale, eyeing the other as they ate.
“Try the pretzel. It’s a tavern favorite.” Battleax suggested.
Following his lead, Richard took a bite of the round, salted bread - the pretzel. It lacked the spice of the wings but had its own unique appeal. He savored the added flavor of the salt.
Once they finished the wings, Battleax belched and rubbed this stomach. Richard nibbled on the pretzels.
“So, what brings you to my tavern?” Battle Ax asked.
“I wanted to see the elf sing; I heard he was good,” Richard said.
“She’s the best,” Battleax said, “Her dad was one of the generals during the Orc Wars.”
Richard thought for a moment. “Oh, uh, she’s good. That song was, it, was, like home.”
Battleax gives him a wink, “Don’t worry. I get those pronouns mixed up too. My old eyes don’t do so well anymore. Thought she was a boy for about a month until Batty took me aside and corrected me. She didn’t mind; she knew I didn’t mean no harm.”
Richard smiled, thinking of the twins. They didn’t mind their names and no one cared. They were who they were.
“So you just wanted to hear pretty music?” Batttleax asked.
“Well, I wanted to see what this tavern was like. I was looking for ideas.” Richard said.
“What? You starting a tavern?” Battleax started to get crazy eyes.
“No!” Richard held up his hands, “We are making bacon and eggs.”
“What!” Battleax shouted, “That’s you!” He laughed, “I’ve been meaning to get out there. Heard it’s the best breakfast around. You doing any barbeque?”
“No. Eggs, bacon, toast, BLT, coffee, and vanilla latte.” Richard said.
“BLT? Vanilla latte? I’ve never heard of those.” Battleax said.
“Dad!” Batty interrupted them as she sat down more ale, “We have to get vanilla lattes. I heard they are the best.”
Battleax waved his hand, “Sure, sure. We can go one morning.” He looked back at Richard, “Really, no barbecue? I remember your dad’s was the best.”
Caught off guard, Richard asked, “How do you know?”
“Well, we took turns cooking at night after the battle. The orcs made the best barbecue I’ve ever had. The only good thing about Wednesday was it was the orc’s turn to cook.”
“You ate dinner together,” Richard asked.
“Sure, just because we were at war didn’t mean we couldn’t be friends and eat and drink together. Hell, boy, when I gave your dad that scar, he made me a double helping of brisket.”
Before Richard could ask any more questions, a large plate of wings was sat down in the middle of the table. “You ready for round two, pup,” Battleax said with wild eyes.
“Hell yeah!” Richard shouted.
The ale flowed freely. The elven bard started to play an epic tune as the crowd in the tavern began to cheer the two on. Richard met wing for wing, the old barbarian. Plate after plate was devoured until the barbarian threw his hands up.
“I’m done!” He shouted. The crowd cheered. Battleax stood up and addressed the crowd, ”To my new nemesis Chief Richard, son of Chief Richard!” More cheering. Battleax held his hands up for silence, “I want everyone to try out Chief Richard’s new restaurant, uh,” He looked back at the orc, “What’s the name?”
Richard’s eyes went wide, “We haven’t named it yet.”
Battleax turned back to the crowd, “Try out the new unnamed restaurant on the edge of town! To Chief Richard!” The crowd chanted along. Richard waved. They were going to make stupid amounts of gold.
“Time for me to get back to work,” Battleax said to Richard, “I’ll be round to try that, uh, BLT and vanilla latte.” With a final wave, Battleax retreated back into the bustle of the kitchen.
Batty started to collect the dishes, “Need anything else, Chief?”
“No, what do I owe?” Richard asked.
“No, no. When you eat with Dad, you eat for free. Besides, you are his new nemesis. You’re family now!” Batty gave him a wink and a smile as she left.
Richard started to understand the stories his dad used to tell of the Orc Wars. He got up from his table to leave; he waved to Batty and Greg as he left the tavern. The daylight and fresh air felt good. His stomach not so much, but he enjoyed the food and his “battle.”
“Chief Richard,” Upon hearing his name, Richard turned around. A sense of comfort washed over him at the sight of Rose, Bob, and the imps. He was looking forward to the walk back to camp. He had learned so much, and they had much to discuss.
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2023.06.01 04:35 bellchenst Present-Day Wonder in Dual-Era Worldview in Our Upcoming Adventure Game, Spatial Terminal: Riftwalkers

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2023.06.01 04:34 viktor72 Advice on filling pits before copper and then nickel plating?

This is a piece I plan to copper plate and then nickel plate at home once I get it all taken apart. This is post sanding and as you can see there are tons of pits and many quite deep. Do you have any advice on how to fill these before plating in a way which will allow the copper and nickel plate finish to come out well? If possible I’d like to fully hide any evidence of what rust did to this piece. Thank you.
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2023.06.01 04:28 REVERSEZOOM2 Is it even worth it to buy an ICE vehicle in California at the moment?

For reference i live in Southern California and am in the market for potentially buying a new car. I dont make much money since I'm a recent graduate (3500/month after taxes, grad last June), though I have roughly 5k to put as down payment so I was looking for advice regarding this topic. Now, I know that the Dave Ramsey folks will be telling me that I cant afford anything new, and that I dont deserve any fun because I'm not rich but I like cars and would love something that would be fun to drive but also won't kill me with maintenence and repair costs. The way to look at it is that I would be willing to replace a hobby with a car expense for example because it is kind of a hobby to me.
Now here's my dilemma, I dont know if I should just wait it out a couple of years, as the EV infrastructure in California is getting better and with the outlawing of gas powered engines in the near future, the case for EVs just get better and better here. Now the only problem is that the only EV that catches my eye stylistically is the model 3, which is way out of my price range.
I'm also moving into an apartment that doesn't have at home charging and will require me to commute an hour to work, therefore even if I get an EV the gas savings won't be that much as ill have to rely on superchargers here that charge 30 cents per kwh.
I currently am driving a 2022 prius prime thats in my fathers name and I have been making payments on it, and its a great car no doubt and very economical, I'm just looking for something a little more spirited and exciting to drive in and hopefully not as slow. I've been looking at the Mazda 3 turbo, the corolla se, and similar cars, but no real commitment to any of them thusfar, especially bc they'll all likely have higher maintenence and gas costs than my current vehicle.
So for the money I have right now, ICE vehicles seem to be the only viable option, but with the way prices are it may not even be realistic for me since I'll be spending 46 percent of my paycheck on rent and necessities, or even realistic in the longer term as EVs get pushed more and more by the government.
Feel free to absolutely fire roast me if I'm being an idiot as well. I love cars, but that doesn't exclude me from being a dummy given my situation. Thanks!
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2023.06.01 04:24 Some-Fudge499 My Narc Mom got her karma today

I’ll try not to make this long, and honestly it may sound sick, although I don’t intend it to. I feel like it is a gust of karmic Justice though
Throughout my almost 30 years of living my Narc Mom has just never been there. She is just your typical Narc Mom: does not care, selfish, gaslights. I don’t view her as a mom merely as a birth giver. Throughout the years I wasted time with counseling sessions with her, begging, pleading, crying, even asking a pastor if he could “heal” our relationship.
I soon came to realize that there was nothing I could do.
So I went a few years just pretty much pretending she was dead, it was like a ghosting breakup: no final say, just simply stopped speaking and drifted apart. No updates.
Fast forward from those years I am now a mom, to a boy I will admit I absolutely worship and is the center of my world. I made it a point to not be my mom - I would be empathetic, compassionate, and listen to my son.
Life seemed good. Until last week, she called, asked if we could speak. I thought about it. At this point I felt I had no attachment or emotions so I actually agreed. I thought honestly what else can she do.
She comes to my home and acts like we have been best friends for years. Says hello all chipper, I just say hello monotone.
We sit down. She says “I’d like to talk about mending our relationship”
I’ve heard this before. This time I have no emotion. I listen and let her speak. After a while, I actually see her starting to get upset.
“Don’t you want a relationship? Why don’t you want a relationship? What can be done to mend this? I think it’s best to mend this”
Her questions become frantic. Then it happens. The tables have turned. The little girl I once was, with tears in my eyes begging for love, she is now in her place, 67 years old and bad health, begging me, for the same thing.
I am an emotional person. I didn’t say anything. Nothing. I didn’t shed a tear. I seriously felt like it was freaky Friday and we switched places.
She left, again it was like it was like time: no closure, no compromise. Just ending at that.
I feel as heartless as this sounds, it gives me a sense of final closure. I went from begging, to now her begging me.
But it’s too late.
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2023.06.01 04:20 DraKxa Whoa! Mam I think your daughter is evil.

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2023.06.01 04:15 Ok-Bad7444 Landlord Ignored Lease and Allowed Secondhand Smoke

TL;DR
MI resident, $4700 buyout fee for apt (I'd like the lease broken for free instead because...health)
-I was exposed to secondhand smoke for months in my apartment and despite explaining in written documentation to the landlord that I had a condition that made it hard to breathe with this smoke. Haven't claimed disability for it ever since I manage well OUTSIDE OF MY APARTMENT, but am diagnosed and would be able to prove it.
-My lease states NO SMOKING ALLOWED
-I am a non-smoker and have always been. I don't think that I will need to prove this, but how would I do so if I did have to? I am thinking of ways to test myself and the air, I might go to urgent care tomorrow to gather more evidence since it will likely be in my hair and pee. Probably swabs as well
-All communication was ignored by landlord and I am filing a home insurance claim to recuperate the clothing and items that are damaged and unusable from the secondhand smoke.
-All smoke detectors were illegally removed from inside the main entry. I have documented this and notified the landlord months ago with proof that I did my due diligence. I was met with zero response. I don't know if the landlord removed it to prevent whistleblowers or if other residents are taking advantage of the lack of health and safety concern of our con artist landlord. There are literally 3 year olds on the floor of the smoker and I have lungs that hate extra carcinogens lmao
-I have a free 30 minute consultation with a lawyer, but am interested in hearing what thoughts are. I am thinking that this is also a Fair Housing Act Issue? Since I have a demonstrated medical issue, and signed a non-smoking lease...
Thoughts welcome! I have air purifiers and feel like shit. I have had to open all windows and turn off AC, close vents despite the heat just to live somewhat normally.
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2023.06.01 04:10 cheeseburger279 F/18 need help with social anxiety

hi, please let me know if you guys have experienced this and have any solutions for this issue. my social anxiety has worsened since i move to another country for college. i used to be able to handle my social anxiety cause im basically live with it my entire life, but recently its just too much. everytime i go out from my apartment and be in the crowd, i feel this insane dizziness and nauseous feeling, and i feel like everyone is looking at me and judging me from the way i look, walk, etc. i also walk funny when im outside but i walk normal when im at home, its started since i move abroad, ive never done this before. i cant even sit in a restaurant (especially the crowded ones) because i feel like everyone is looking at me and i feel that i sit weirdly and i’ll feel this dizzy feeling again, thats why i always eat at home. its also hard for me to make friends in class, i cant start a conversation with anyone, i feel that everyones is judging me and im afraid that they think that i look ugly or weird. everytime i try to talk to people i ended up feeling awkward and i will think about these embarrassing moments every single day.
i think my insecurity is kinda related to my social anxitey. i always feel insecure about my body. i know that im not that ugly or fat, i look decent and i also dress well. but idk why i still feel like this. i feel like i need to be skinny and pretty in order for people to like me you know. i starve myself and workout a lot just to stay skinny so people want to be with me and not embarrassed by me. sorry i know its kind of out of topic.
i really want to be confident and just to be an extrovert person, i want to be able to talk to people and make friends cause i feel so lonely and sad every day. i want to experience “college life”. i also want to stop overthink about everything and just live in the moment you know. i also want to increase my self esteem and stop caring about my appearance. if anyone can help or just relate to this post i would really appreciate it haha :)
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2023.06.01 04:09 Otherwise-Radish-211 Update: See Previous Posts To Catch Up

I’ve been busy these last few weeks and haven’t had time to post more developments. I started a new job, am still separated from my husband so still solo parenting three kids under two, and my husband has been out of state for the last month visiting his family. Yes, MIL included. I really don’t know where else to take this other than here. I don’t feel comfortable talking to anyone I know in my real life about this.
My MIL never apologized to me for how she’s treated me or for spewing nothing but hate about me for the last few years. She just started texting me once she knew my husband was coming to visit asking about what things my kids would want. Like nothing ever happened. My husband did say he talked to her and, “it wasn’t as bad as it sounded” and that his brothers made mountains out of mole hills. I don’t know how much I believe that. My MIL is a huge conspiracy theorist Trumpy that still thinks I’m the worst for vaccinating my kids and wants my husband to use essential oils to heal their broken bones. He spent two weeks at her house and I’m already dealing with the fallout of her influence on him. I’m already drained from working, taking care of kids that are teething and getting sick with no help, and now I have to deal with the headache debates that end up no where good.
This is the closest I’ve come to full on telling my husband to not bother coming home. He hasn’t seen the kids since the day after Christmas of last year (explained in previous part) so I’m used to dealing with the household chaos of babies and dogs and chores on my own. If we weren’t drowning in debt from our last military move, I really don’t know if I’d be staying with him. My job is good but for having a college degree I’m only making $17/hour. That’s not enough to support myself and my three kids, especially without having Tricare. My parents barely make enough to support themselves and live in tiny apartments so I don’t have help there. I’m just so tired of running myself ragged and feeling like I’m fighting a losing battle. If I won the lottery tomorrow, I’d take my kids and move on with my life without really looking back. But instead I feel stuck thanks to our debt.
I definitely get this is less of a MIL rant but she’s definitely playing a part in how I’m feeling towards my husband. Part of me wants to stay angry at her and not let her back into my life, especially since she won’t apologize to me. She also is pushing me heavily to watch her church’s live streams and see a Christian couples counselor with my husband. I’ve got a lot of church hurt and really don’t know where I stand with my religion right now. But I personally feel like that’s only going to push me further away right now. At this point I’m rambling. I’m just incredibly burnt out and just needed an abyss to vent into.
Again, sorry for the lack of MIL content in this post. I promise I’ve got more. Just right now, I’m sad and I’m going to cuddle my golden retriever until I feel better or until he crushes my sternum with his love. Whatever comes first
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2023.06.01 04:08 MindofaProstitute A man who teaches marriage courses within the Catholic church solicited me for prostitution

I am a prostitute. A married man reached out to me wanting an appointment, and I had to turn him down. I really could have used that $1000 he was going to give me to spend time with him. But I just can't. This is too much.
He had 5+ kids with his wife. He and his wife taught marriage courses for the church. He had pictures of himself visiting some known faces in the church. I am sure they married in the church.
Sex with married men just comes with the job and it's a huge income loss if you only stick with unmarried men. I've seen pictures of them with their wives and their "perfect families" during background checks I do on my clients before seeing them (with their consent). Their wives are respectable people. Women with well respected careers. Educated. Some of them even very beautiful. None of them were practicing Catholics or married in the church for all I know. I try not to judge because I don't know what's really going on between my clients and their partners. Sometimes I do wonder why married men are with me when they have a wife at home, for free. Why are they spending $3000 on me when they could have taken their wife out with that money? (maybe they already do)
People get married for all sorts of reasons, both good and bad. Both genuine and selfish. Maybe some of these marriages are based off social prestige, what they can get out of the marriage, to have that white picket fence and children enrolled in private school. "My wife the tenured professor at a prestigious university, and I am the type of man who can land a wife like that."
Maybe they really did marry out of love, and there was a disconnect somewhere down the road. Maybe he disappointed the wife and it killed her desire to be intimate with him, and there is a lack of communication and they began drifting apart until there was a dead bedroom situation.
Maybe he realized the wife never genuinely loved him at all, and just married him for the social aspect, the financial support, or to have a responsible and "acceptable" father for her children and once she got what she wanted, she stopped caring about his needs. Or he resents her for marrying him out of what he can offer, even though he will never admit how much he really pines for her genuine love and admiration.
Maybe she did love him, but he felt she knew him too well and not the idea of him that he wanted to portray to her. He feels he blundered too much in front of her or disappointed her too much, and now he needs a new person who doesn't know him, with fresh set of eyes, who he can pretend to be the type of man he wishes he was. He can't love the woman who can still love the man he really is, because not even he loves the man he really is.
Maybe the husband never really loved or respected the wife at all in the first place, and married her as a way of just possessing her like a car model while he cheats behind her back with a younger and tighter model, "as long as she doesn't know, nothing is wrong". He views women (and people in general) as possessions or fillers for roles in the movie he is playing in his head (where he is the main character), and not as individuals he needs to get along with or be accountable to.
Maybe the husband is pining for something that has nothing to do with his wife, like the desire to feel young again, and he only feels as young as the woman he is sleeping with.
It's one thing to be some random noncatholic guy who doesn't view marriage as a sacrament and neither does your wife, and you married your wife out of social expectations or secular desires and has no second thoughts about cheating on her. It's another to be the Catholic guy who is teaching marriage courses with his wife and calling marriage a sacrament in front of god, and then cheating on her.
I wondered if the wife knew. Maybe she got so tired and put off sex after having so many kids, or has medical issues that make it difficult to have sex. Maybe she had an agreement with the husband that he could see other women - even if this is against church teaching. Similar to how a lot of catholics still use condoms and birth control, and have premarital sex. Maybe she even prefers him to see other women for sex. Maybe she neglects him and there is a lack of communication on how to solve this. Maybe she's willing and pining for him but he's put off by her, for whatever reason, and never tried to resolve this with her. I would never know their situation. But I did find out she probably doesn't know and probably never agreed to him seeing prostitutes, and this isn't the first time he saw prostitutes either.
I don't believe that men cheat simply because of something like their wife having medical issues that make intimacy difficult or impossible, or that she is too old or fat - there is always something else going on. I also don't believe the cynical but popular claim that "men are only as faithful as their options". You always have options for sex, and you can always pay for more options. But I realized it's not sex that men are really looking for, it's something else and sex is just a proxy.
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2023.06.01 04:06 JoeAceJR20 I asked this in career guidance but I want to hear what you guys have to say. Leave lower paying job with car-lite living for a much higher paying job that is an hour away by car?

Copy pasted from careerguidance with some minor edits here and there.
Leave job for another job?
I am 22M single, rent a $600 a month apartment. I have a car with low ish miles but a little old (11 years old). No college education or trade school. I almost never drive currently just for recreation just to keep the car going for winter since I live in upstate NYS. I ride my ebike to work by choice. No dependents. Its very easy to live on my current checks even with increased grocery costs among other things. I admit I was very lucky getting my apartment in a location I wanted for the price im paying with the amenities I care about.
Current job: $19.26 hourly but I work 60 hours a week by choice so I make just over $70k gross or just over 50k net. 4 miles away from home so I bike there most days. Its that 2 2 3 schedule so I just work 5 12 hour days a week. 3 on 1 off 3 on 1 off 4 on 2 off. Very easy to keep up with.
Another job: $31.77 to $35.73 dollars hourly with $2 shift differential (so I'm assuming 33.77 hourly) for the specific shift. An hour commute by car so im never biking there unless I move out that way. I assume its Monday to Friday because it says 3 pm to 11 pm. It does say there is required overtime which is a plus for me. That could mean well over 100k a year gross (actually its just under 123k gross if I get 33.77 hourly) assuming same hours worked.
Would you trade a lower paying job for a higher paying job if it meant at least a 1 hour commute by car? Would you give up the $600 apartment to be closer to your new job if it meant not having to own a car? But the rent might be a little more? But my landlords are known good. Or would you just suck up the lower pay and live a car-lite lifestyle? I take the bus to the store and back for $1 per direction so $2 round trip.
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2023.06.01 04:05 QueenCat_Anne Family is not grateful for what I give

I just want to share something. This is kinda long, I'm sorry if this will bore you. English is not my first language, so please bear with me. So for context, I live in a country where children are a retirement plan for parents who weren't able to pursue their careers because they lack the means to do so.
I'm the first born, and here if you're the first born, you have the obligation to serve your family for as long as you can. Setting aside your needs and your future. You have no choice but to do so, cause "family". If you buy things for yourself with the money you've worked hard with, you're selfish. Cause you should've given the money to your family instead.
I don't live with them anymore, cause I can't bear to listen to the family drama every day while I'm working my ass off. Shouting and quarrelling almost every day takes a toll on my mental health. But I live like 10-15 minutes away from them. My father is retired already, and I'm the one who gives them their allowance twice a month. I have a brother and a sister who lives with them. My brother also supports the family.
It is the time of the month that I give them their monthly allowance, I called my mother to tell them that I've already sent the money. I always give them $70 (dollar conversion is a huge amount here in our country) every time, but sometimes I add more if I earn more than I used to. My mother liked it when I gave more, she's happy and she'll thank me. But when she's not satisfied there are a lot of side comments that aren't necessary. I always explain when I can't give them more money cause I live on my own, and I have bills to pay with. If they have no groceries left, I would tell them to come to my apartment and I'll give them what I can. Leaving myself food that I can make through the next payday. Most of the time I only have eggs left to eat. Hahaha. I also have some loans so that I can buy my things or if I want to eat delicious food when I have nothing to eat, cause I already gave them my money or the food that's left on my pantry.
During the call, when I said I only transferred $70 on their account, my mother went complaining, saying that it isn't enough blah blah blah. Mind you that they will still have some more cause my brother will also contribute to their finances at home. I hung up the call, and started bawling my eyes out. I've worked hard to earn the money, and all I hear are complaints. I'm trying hard to make the ends meet. I'm living from paycheck to paycheck, so it's hard for me to hear those kind of things, where I do my best to provide for them.
I messaged her with what I felt, and she replied back that she always says she's thankful for what I give, but it's not true. She always complains to me when she's not satisfied, but is always kind and sweet when she's telling me that she has errands and she needed money. My father had cried because they think that I'm keeping the score with what I gave to them. Which is not true, because I just wanna let them know how I feel. They're the ones who always tell us that, "we brought you to this world, we fed you, put a roof above your head, so you should do this for us with what we've done for you." Stuff like that.
I messaged them and they haven't viewed any of my messages. They're giving me cold treatment again as they always do when they're mad at us. Being the first born here is a pressure. My boyfriend is already planning for us to buy our own house, but I can't give him a solid answer cause I need to buy my parents their house first. Please, I do know what I should do, I can cut them off completely but I can't cause I have no choice. My other sister is still studying. They have no one to turn to, it's just us. I just want this to get out of my chest. I just want someone to share this thing that is bothering me. It means a lot to me that you've read this. Thank you so much. I hope you have a good day! I just want to share something. English is not my first language, so please bear with me. So for context, I live in a country where children are a retirement plan for parents who weren't able to pursue their careers because they lack the means to do so.
I'm the first born, and here if you're the first born, you have the obligation to serve your family for as long as you can. Setting aside your needs and your future. You have no choice but to do so, cause "family". If you buy things for yourself with the money you've worked hard with, you're selfish. Cause you should've given the money to your family instead.
I don't live with them anymore, cause I can't bear to listen to the family drama every day while I'm working my ass off. Shouting and quarrelling almost every day takes a toll on my mental health. But I live like 10-15 minutes away from them. My father is retired already, and I'm the one who gives them their allowance twice a month. I have a brother and a sister who lives with them. My brother also supports the family.
It is the time of the month that I give them their monthly allowance, I called my mother to tell them that I've already sent the money. I always give them $70 (dollar conversion is a huge amount here in our country) every time, but sometimes I add more if I earn more than I used to. My mother liked it when I gave more, she's happy and she'll thank me. But when she's not satisfied there are a lot of side comments that aren't necessary. I always explain when I can't give them more money cause I live on my own, and I have bills to pay with. If they have no groceries left, I would tell them to come to my apartment and I'll give them what I can. Leaving myself food that I can make through the next payday. Most of the time I only have eggs left to eat. Hahaha. I also have some loans so that I can buy my things or if I want to eat delicious food when I have nothing to eat, cause I already gave them my money or the food that's left on my pantry.
During the call, when I said I only transferred $70 on their account, my mother went complaining, saying that it isn't enough blah blah blah. Mind you that they will still have some more cause my brother will also contribute to their finances at home. I hung up the call, and started bawling my eyes out. I've worked hard to earn the money, and all I hear are complaints. I'm trying hard to make the ends meet. I'm living from paycheck to paycheck, so it's hard for me to hear those kind of things, where I do my best to provide for them.
I messaged her with what I felt, and she replied back that she always says she's thankful for what I give, but it's not true. She always complains to me when she's not satisfied, but is always kind and sweet when she's telling me that she has errands and she needed money. My father had cried because they think that I'm keeping the score with what I gave to them. Which is not true, because I just wanna let them know how I feel. They're the ones who always tell us that, "we brought you to this world, we fed you, put a roof above your head, so you should do this for us with what we've done for you." Stuff like that.
I messaged them again and they haven't viewed any of my messages. They're giving me cold treatment again as they always do when they're mad at us. Being the first born here is a pressure. My boyfriend is already planning for us to buy our own house, but I can't give him a solid answer cause I need to buy my parents their house first. Please, I do know what I should do, I can cut them off completely but I can't cause I have no choice. My other sister is still studying. They have no one to turn to, it's just us. I just want this to get out of my chest. I just want someone to share this thing that is bothering me. It means a lot to me that you've read this, and if you pray for me (if you're religious) I'll appreciate it as well. Thank you so much. I hope you have a good day!
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2023.06.01 04:03 Scared-Coyote4010 can anything be done about a neighbours dog excessively barking?

First things first, I’m a pet owner. Used to have many dogs, horses, cats, every animal you can name. I’m a huge animal lover and I do love dogs, however I live in a very old apartment building which has very small units so now I have one cat. I understand that sometimes we can’t control our pets and what they choose to do, however I almost happen to wonder if this is happening when the owners aren’t home and they don’t realize?
Anyways, onto the point.
I live on the 2nd floor of a 3 story apartment complex. I’m not 100% sure where the barking is coming from whether its directly upstairs or upstairs and down the hall, but someone up there has a dog that barks excessively around 3pm-8pm every night. I know that technically this doesn’t count for noise bylaws, but my main concern is the dog if that makes sense. It can’t be happy barking consistently without interruption for 5 hours straight, and I mean it does not stop. Every 3-5 seconds it barks. If the owner is home, well then more power to them for being able to handle it. But if the owners not, I’m concerned this dog is really stressed out and in turn its creating a noise problem. I’m sure my neighbour (who is autistic and has a care aide) is put off by it too, as I myself am autistic and it’s very unnerving.
Can anything be done, and if so, how should I approach it? I don’t want to accidentally come off like a Karen because I know how hard it is to live the apartment life with a dog but I’m seriously concerned for the dogs sanity as well as my own.
Since I don’t know what unit the dog is in, should I email the building managers? Should I go upstairs and try and figure out what unit it is to leave a note?
What would you do?
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2023.06.01 04:02 No_Midnight3791 Fender Mustang LT25

Fender Mustang LT25
hi fender friends! 🎸
i just got my first fender start and have been learning how to play guitar. my boyfriend plays and he has the vox ac10 (with some sweet pedals to go with it) for his at-home setup.
I wanted to get my own amp that’s a bit smaller than that and can be transferred to different rooms of our apartment. i’ve been looking at the fender mustang lt25 as an option due to its compact size, preset capabilities, and the app compatibility.
any thoughts on this amp?
TDLR: we already have the vox ac10 (with a pedal collection) but want a second smaller amp with presets. is the fender mustang lt25 a good option?
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2023.06.01 04:01 snowyzzzz Just cut the cord. This time for good I hope.

Dated this person on and off for 6 months. Got together for a few days and broke up. Back together a week later and broken up again after 2 months. 2 months apart and then 2 months together before breaking up a 3rd time. Now it's been 3 months since we last spoken and today I finally severed all ties. Before this she was still the first to look at my stories and I could still see her posts on FB. No more. Blocked and removed on everything including her number, her friends, and family. No temptation or chance for a hoover, no more monkey branching or triangulation with her other exes I'm out for good!!!
Still though I will miss her so much. She's gone through so much pain in her life and I did promise her I'd always been there for her and not be like the other guys who abandoned her(including her father). I cannot keep that promise. I'll miss her family, her home, her pets. I'll miss and cherish the warm tender feelings of joy and moments of passion we both said we'd hoped would last forever. She was a gf and a best friend but it got toxic way too fast and I have a life to live that cannot only revolve around her so goodbye.
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2023.06.01 04:00 Analypiss Strength - Striking and Lifting

Key and explanation of periods where Juggernaut was stronger or weaker than normal

Striking

Lifting, pushing, pulling, throwing, grip, etc.

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2023.06.01 03:57 Alternative_Ad4531 Birthday or Fathers Day.

So I’m gunna make sure he feels the love too but he’s made comments insinuating fathers day is more important then my birthday. He said it jokingly.. but apart of me feels like he’s not joking.
So what do you think? Which holds more priority?
Edit; it’s actually a pain in the butt.. I would love to go to my home town and celebrate but I feel bad not being there on Father’s Day? Even if he isn’t the father of my kids. He spoiled me on Mothers Day though and my own Bio Kids.
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2023.06.01 03:57 Ok-Bad7444 Landlord Ignored Lease and Allowed Secondhand Smoke

TL;DR
MI resident, $4,600 buyout fee for apt (I'd like the lease broken for free instead because...health) -I was exposed to secondhand smoke for months in my apartment and despite explaining in written documentation to the landlord that I had a condition that made it hard to breathe with this smoke. Haven't claimed disability for it ever since I manage well OUTSIDE OF MY APARTMENT, but am diagnosed and would be able to prove it.
-My lease states NO SMOKING ALLOWED -I am a non-smoker and have always been. I don't think that I will need to prove this, but how would I do so if I did have to? I am thinking of ways to test myself and the air, I might go to urgent care tomorrow to gather more evidence since it will likely be in my hair and pee. Probably swabs as well
-All communication was ignored by landlord and I am filing a home insurance claim to recuperate the clothing and items that are damaged and unusable from the secondhand smoke.

-All smoke detectors were illegally removed from inside the main entry. I have documented this and notified the landlord months ago with proof that I did my due diligence. I was met with zero response. I don't know if the landlord removed it to prevent whistleblowers or if other residents are taking advantage of the lack of health and safety concern of our con artist landlord. There are literally 3 year olds on the floor of the smoker and I have lungs that hate extra carcinogens lmao
-I have a free 30 minute consultation with a lawyer, but am interested in hearing what thoughts are. I am thinking that this is also a Fair Housing Act Issue? Since I have a demonstrated medical issue, and signed a non-smoking lease...
Thoughts welcome! I have air purifiers and feel like shit. I have had to open all windows and turn off AC, close vents despite the heat just to live somewhat normally.
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2023.06.01 03:53 Substantial_Pea55 My Best Friend Has Cancer

I need some help, because I don't know what to do. My 14 year old dog was just diagnosed with an aggressive cancer on his nose. Medically, there's nothing left to do but keep him comfortable (he's still eating/drinking/playing like he's a puppy, and doesn't appear to be in any pain). It's moving fast, and I think he has a matter of months left.
The issue is, I'm moving across the country in 3 days for a job. I'm going from a house with a yard to an apartment in a city. I'll be at work for 13+ hours a day, and planned on paying dog walkers to help with daytime potty breaks. This dog is my entire world, and I want to do right by him.
My mom has kindly offered to care for him in his final months, at her home. She works from home and has a yard, so he would be cared for 24-7. I don't want to abandon my baby; he gets very sad and anxious when I'm gone.
I don't want to be away from him during his final months, but I want him to be spoiled, loved , comfortable, and surrounded by people. This is a no win situation for me; either way, I lose my best friend. Is it cruel to leave him in my mom's care? Or is it worse to bring him with me, where he'll be alone 13ish hours a day, 6 or 7 days a week-- but we'll get to spend a few precious hours together each day?
Please help.
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2023.06.01 03:53 Some-Burnt-Toast My life feels ruined

Okay so I need to get this off my chest. I’ve somehow lost the ability to mask. It’s not happening anymore. I completely snapped on everyone this time last year, it was so sudden, and now everyone sees me as delinquent. There will be a TLDR at the end if you want it.
Leading up to it, I had been relentlessly bullied in school for my awkwardness in social situations. My autism is relatively moderate, I can’t take care of myself at all so need to still be around my guardian 24/7, and socially I really struggle. The teachers actually started putting me in a classroom by myself during lessons because I would freak out in classrooms due to the noise, and start shaking/hyperventilating. I always felt extremely wrong breaking any kind of rule, so I wouldn’t shout even though I was melting down. I wasn’t learning anything because school was hell and I felt physical pain. Eventually, I developed mutism out of fear of talking to the kids in my school who treated me like something they found on their shoe. I was physically unable to talk to anyone except my family.
This one day at school had been horrible and I had been bullied to the point of bruising. On the way home I melted down, and during it, my taxi driver shouted at me threatening to leave me on the road for being a brat. I got home to my apartment and couldn’t even make it up the stairs. I fell down and cried. I couldn’t even talk properly I just shook and cried. Apparently the only words I could get out were “I’m not going back”. My Nan had to call a social worker to come immediately because she couldn’t calm me.
That was the last time I ever step foot in a public school. I became such an anxious wreck I can no longer be around kids my own age. Even their laughing is enough to make me tense up and tremble. I had to start home educating, due to this as well as due to the staff not taking my autism seriously, despite diagnosis. It’s working well but it’s not the same.
I don’t have any irl friends now, or any chances of making any. I don’t have anywhere to turn for support. I can’t see a future for myself, I don’t think I’m going to be able to get a job if I can’t even leave my carers side and I don’t think I’m going to be able to get into a college.
TLDR: I got bullied for my autism to the point of being unable to leave my house unless it’s during school hours. I’m now home educated and even though I’m doing well academically I see no future for myself.
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2023.06.01 03:50 Honest_Efficiency93 How can I (30F) have a future with my Korean boyfriend (42M) as a Black Woman?

Me (30f) and my (42m) have been together for a year and six months. I am African American and he is Korean and the first born son. We were both raised very different, my mom died when I was young but I have a good relationship with my father and siblings. We were raised with respect being a two way street and if I am happy my father is happy. I wasn’t raised to obey, serve or cater to my father. He’s not the chief, he’s just my father, a brother, uncle, friend….that’s it. I love and have a tremendous amount of respect for him but he gives me just as much respect as I give him.
My partner has had a lot of racial issues in the past, being married for 8 years to another Black Woman. For about 5 years of that time he lived on the other side of the US from his folks and then moved back to the same state with his family when his dad had a heart attack to help out with the family business. He told me that time away felt like he was the truest version of himself and the time period when he was the happiest. I wonder why? He’s always been the black sheep in his family, the outcast, the person who chooses their own path and for some reason my partner seems stuck again, trapped in the same toxic cycle.
Unfortunately he’s shared a lot with me about his past and terrible things he’s experienced that give me a ton of anxiety and make me worry about our future. He would tell me stories about his family inviting him over to their house and asking him to leave her at home or come by himself. “Our friends can’t meet her”, his father told him he would no longer be apart of the family because he married her, he doesn’t want to see him around town with that black woman. During the entire 8 years his ex wife saw his father about 4 times.Now fast forward to today, my partner now lives on the same coast as his folks but a 2-3hr flight away. I have a great relationship with his sister, cousins and his dad’s sister even invited us over for thanksgiving and we stayed at her house, all of her sons are with white women and she has a biracial grand daughter. His mom has changed and show more acceptance of his choices, she has told him that she has always had his back but it is also her duty as a Korean wife to please her husband and not make him upset. (I believe they are 72 and 78?)
In September they came to visit his new house and my boyfriend and his parents cooked and invited all his friends over to watch Sunday football. My boyfriend said it would be a slow introduction and I would be his introduced as his “friend” and I was okay with that 9 months into our relationship. The day was fine but his father went and ate in my boyfriend’s bedroom without the rest of us. (3 couples and his mom). I am under the impression he sat on the floor or my boyfriends bed to eat because there is no other furniture.
In December I went up to his home state where he grew up and where they live, we stayed with his sister and his mom came to lunch with us one day which was nice. She told me next time she visits she wants to see me. I was never invited into their home.
Now, his parents just came to visit him for the 2nd time for 10 days and he told me before “I’m just going to tell them you’re coming over and coming to dinner”. That never happened because his mother begged him to allow his father to have a good trip and not put him in a frumpy mood. “Please just this trip, I don’t want him to be upset and angry.” I wasn’t welcomed over to my boyfriends house the entire time they visited. I never went to dinner with all of them except on Mother’s Day, the 3 of us went out and it was a secret, they had to plan when they could get away from his father and he couldn’t know or it would upset him. His friends will get invited to dinner but not me.The day they got there his mom saw my clothes in his closet and asked whose they were, and asked him to move them because it would “make appa frumpy”. She even hid my tooth brush and toiletries from the bathroom. His mom asked if his dad if he wanted to meet his girlfriend again to get to know her and his dad said he’s not interested. My boyfriend told me he told him a few months ago he doesn’t support our relationship. Why he would listen and move my stuff from his closet, he’s 42! I found this very disturbing, having to pretend I don’t exist and allowing his family to treat me like I am an option.
I asked my boyfriend who would be ideal for you in your fathers eyes and he says “idk maybe someone who’s fair skin”. Mind you, he has always preferred black woman. He gets really upset when I tell him his father is a racist and denies it and will say things like “my dad has cooked for my black friends” I tell him just because your dad is friendly to your black male friends doesn’t mean he isn’t racist, he doesn’t want you in a relationship with a black woman simply because her skin is too dark. He goes on to say you don’t know my Dad’s past…which is correct, I don’t. There’s a lot of things in his childhood and upbringing as an immigrant in the 70s that could have made him who he is today, my boyfriend said “idk maybe someone told him as a kid not to talk to black people”. “When he migrated to America and lived in the south he could have had some negative experiences with African Americans”. My partner told me their stores were once robbed by a black man. All of this just explains to me WHY he is racist….none of it justifies it or makes it okay. Why does he make excuses for this man?
I told him his parents likely want him to be with another individual they can control, another person to be a people pleaser like he is, another person to mold into their family dynamic. Another person who was conditioned the same way he was, someone who’s also Asian and grew up with the same upbringing. That’s the complete opposite of me.
His father will threaten to not eat for a week, or threaten to harm himself. I told my partner “this is how your father keeps you under his thumb and in his control” with these emotional threats, this is emotional abuse. The response "my parents don't abuse me".
I grew up in a white neighborhood and had a lot of negative racial interactions as a child. My mom always told me, “don’t change who are you to make people feel comfortable. If they are uncomfortable around you, that’s their problem and not yours to fix.” I still live my life this way. My boyfriends clothes would not have been moved tables turned LOL.
I told my partner that he enables his fathers behavior and emotional abuse which he disagrees with. He says he does it so his parents don’t argue , to make their life easier, to give them peace. My argument is, does this give US peace? Are WE at peace?I asked my partner why do you hold yourself responsible for your parent’s happiness and misery? You’re allowed to be happy and they aren’t.
My partner keeps telling me I don’t understand Korean culture, his role in being the first son, elders and I need to learn about Han and Confucius. I have read about things online, heard stories and explanations from him, and stupid Reddit lol and it doesn’t make me say “well this is okay because now I understand and learned about his culture” it just gives reason and explanation as to why things are the way they are. It doesn’t make any of it okay in my book. Just because i understand doesn’t make it acceptable because it is 2023.
My issue that I have is how my partner can allow his parents to treat me like I am an option. They can pick and choose if I am around and that isn’t my partner’s choice despite the fact he is 42.I can’t understand how he still bends over backwards for his father while receiving the emotional abuse that he does. He complains so much about his parents to me which doesn’t help, he says they are overbearing , they treat him like a child, they try and tell him what to do, they are controlling, they don’t respect his privacy, they worry too much, compare him to other family members, blame him for his mistakes, criticize him. He tells me that he’s going to have to take care of them one day, and I can’t understand living with and taking care of two individuals who impact your happiness and mental health in a negative way. In my world, parents don’t get an exception to be toxic and unhealthy people in your life.
My partner has said to me “I feel like I will never be able to live my life the way I want until my parents are gone” that to me is terribly sad.I feel like we will never be able to take the next step in our relationship because god forbid he lives with another black woman, marries another black woman, has a bi racial baby … that may kill his father and he obviously has to prevent that if it’s in his control.
He’s already made it clear he can’t abandon them and do no contact because they are old and need him because it’s the first born son’s responsibility to take care of mom and dad no matter what.
Our relationship is good and we are happy other than this, THIS is the only issue we have. I have asked him several times, why do you just sit back and take this? Why are you allowing your father and culture to spoil another relationship? why are you allowing them to control you as if you are a child?
I told him I think he’s a very sad man who lacks the courage and strength to live life on his terms. I think he’s a coward as well, none of this helps when I tell him this but this whole issue is mind boggling, he’s 42! I would expect this behavior from a boy in college, not a grown man.
I want to help my partner learn how he can still show up for his parents and support them without compromising and damaging himself , his mental health and our relationship.
Any advice would be helpful :)
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2023.06.01 03:42 Human_Upstairs_1710 Boyfriend is having some issues I don’t know how to help him

I’m 24 and my 26 diagnosed non medicated boyfriend is really going through it and I’m struggling to know how to support. I think this started when we decided to move out of our apartment and back into our parents homes. My boyfriend has a severe autoimmune condition and has very bad pain. It was to the point I’ve had to carry him on my back and place him on our bed after he got off work because he couldn’t walk. His job was physically demanding and he wouldn’t stop working. he’d work for hours and hours and it took much convincing to get him to quit .
When he finally did quit I took over our bills and we moved out of our apartment. Times have been a tad bit rough because I have switched jobs as a contractor and I had another job fall through but I’ve managed to keep our bills paid. I want him to heal. However I am now unemployed due to the job I had lined up falling through. And here is where the problems come in
I tell him I’m stressed and he seemed to get annoyed. And one day I had a break down and he also had a break down so we just ended up crying together after arguing. He’s Been having nightmares where I am screaming for help and he can’t help me. He wakes up crying and hysterical from these and it’s very scary and heartbreaking . It took him about an hour to calm down.
He says his ADHD is getting much worse and he is struggling getting anything done we’ve talked about him getting something remote but he says that he can’t make an indeed or fill out applications but he is clearly very stressed about not making money. I wouldn’t mind if I had a good job. There was a point that I had no job and he handled everything.
He seems so sad and is often times quite moody I don’t know what I can do to help him. I am looking for a job right now and honestly I don’t want him to work I think it’d damage his mental health. He’s already proven himself to me that he isn’t a freeloader or lazy so I don’t mind supporting us financially he just seems so broken but he won’t talk to me. How do I help him?
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