070 shake lose my cool lyrics | | What if I’m the Anti Hero

Basically the what the title says.. what do you think about the lyrics? (Taylor Swift- Anti hero) Have you ever felt as the narcissist and wonder “am I the problem”? Do you think you having a history of being in abusive/ narcissistic relationships might signal you have a mental health issue? What is it? What caused it in the very first place? Sometimes I wonder- what is wrong with ME? Am I the narcissist? What if I lose my mind? It feels as extreme anxiety.. 😔 and then I try to remember the good things I’ve ever done out of heart and out of interest.. this is actually when I remember that I mustn’t be a narcissist but definitely have some mental health issue because I’m prone to fall in love with abusive guys, and I fall hard, and although I have the will and I’m stubborn enough to end things just on time, I hurt and ache long after it’s ended. Sometimes I wonder if I’m bipolar or too sensitive or it’s something else..

We're both from different parts of the world and we've been dating for 5 months (Me 26F, Him 30M) mostly long distance, I was attracted and interested in him and wanted to get to know him more but definitely not in love yet, he claimed to have fallen in love with me since the day he met me, he confessed he loved me 3 days after meeting me.
With time, my feelings didn't grow for him but he again claims that he has fallen more in love with me everyday. He would always show a lot of love and affection towards me and keep doing it even if I didn't reciprocate, which I let him know made me feel a bit awkward and uncomfortable but his response was that he didn't expect anything from me and that everyone falls in love at a different pace and continued using over the top love expressions that at times seems ingenue but I shaked it off thinking he is just "romantic" lol.
I was stuck between ending things but being scared to lose a person who I thought loved me so much and that I may fall for one day, which may have been selfish of me, so I suggested a break.We stopped talking for around a month and I was trying to reflect on our relationship, I was starting to realize it wouldn't work out.
All of a sudden he sends me a message telling me that he traveled to my country and he came all the way just to see me, I told him that we didn't discuss this and I'm not willing to meet him.He told me how shattered he was and that he was expecting that I would at least miss him a little bit and be happy to meet him. He kept pushing to meet me but I insisted we have a call soon instead to end things on a good note. From our chats he seems to still have the intention to patch things up and try to get us to make things work again.
If I say something like "I have been thinking a lot about us and I don't think this is going to work" he would say "See, you're thinking a lot about us which means you care and you want this to work out" and I'm just like what..? He seems to not accept the fact that my feelings have changed and he brings up instances where I said things to him like "I feel so happy around you" claiming that I'm lying to myself, and how could I lose feelings to someone I said this to?...
TL;DR! He can't accept the fact that I'm loosing feeling and I don't know how to end things with him in a good way.
I feel like he's so detached from what I'm feeling and what I'm saying. My question is, on the call should I have a heart to heart and genuine conversation with him and go over everything just out of respect? Or just be direct and straight to the point and cut the call short?

The only people who lose are those who get shook out before Sumit tells us that Hyundai, Volvo, Mercedes, Ford, Subaru, GM, Jaguar Land Rover etc etc etc want to purchase the ability to L2+ L3 L4 their cars in the next decade because that is what we are selling. We're selling a one box solution for assisted and autonomous driving. And let me tell you. Someone has to win because assisted/autonomous driving is the future. You think all those companies are buying LAZR tech, or INVZ, or Mobileye, or Aeye??! If you thought that you wouldn't be here rn. Your money would be in those companies. EVEN IF every single lidar company got a huge multi-year deal, we'd have to start going back around because there are many more OEMs than lidar manufacturers, even more so when you only include lidar manufacturers with tech that can keep up with the OEMs requirements. We are going to IAA with a car that can literally see what's in the road in front of it and help you drive, a car that many of the people in this sub have test driven in during the investor meeting. We have a solid product, and are working in the necessary channels to sell our products on a massive scale to literally multibillion dollar companies. Ford is worth 54B rn, even being the manufacturer for the knobs that adjust the radio volume would take months to audition for let alone the system that dictates the function of multiple obviously extremely important systems such as your speed, brakes and steerings.
This whole thing, all of it, is just a distraction. Huge swings, crazy run up "out of nowhere" after two years of beat down. Fintel shows institutional ownership as 31%. You think smart money is going to let you make 1000% after Sumit drops a bomb on the market without them trying to pry each share, each dollar from your fingers first? The next 6 months are going to be volatile af, emotional af. Who the F knows, if Cepton wins Ford their SP could go from 0.46c to like $14 overnight. Everything is about to get crazy, not just for MVIS, but for the whole sector. You're invested in MVIS because you see the potential in the industry and because you see a leader amongst the competition. The difference is, Cepton is easy to accumulate, a literally ton of retail investors aren't yoloing and averaging down on cepton for the last many years. They just slow and steady buy buy buy and the price doesn't move. We have made it prohibitively difficult (annoying?) for institutions when they really want to accumulate, I’m talking like 70% institutional ownership out of nowhere accumulate. But alas, institutions don't just go “ah that stock would have been such a good buy, oh well good for those retail investors.” Heck no. They'll put you on an emotional rollercoaster and violently shake your faith in your thesis until you doubt yourself, doubt the company and cripple to the stress, the fear of going back negative, of losing these measly gains. And finally after enough of us have given in, they'll have made their position, deals will be announced and retail will chase. Cliché as warren buffet telling you to be patient. Sumit himself bought 100k shares at $2.14. The man is literally the CEO of the company with tons of awarded shares and he took $214k and yolo'd into his own company knowing he can't even sell for 6 months if he wanted to. Except its not a yolo, its the ultimate insider trade, he knows there will be profits. He's not a fool like hey guys imma buy 100k shares for the lulz and screw myself over and let the stock go back to $0.15 lmao I’ll post my losses on wsb. Be like Sumit and have faith in the process. Faith in the company and in the product. If you want the $6.70 gains by all means take all the profits you can get and live your lives to the fullest. Always invest according to your plan, but know that you left on your own terms. Because even if the SP goes right back to $1.82 after this little baby bounce, longs will not have lost anything so long as they have not sold their shares. Because at $8.20 and at $1.82 Sumit, Anubhav and 350 engineers are making phone calls, taking meetings, selling, pushing and hustling to get their excellent products into the cars of the future. That’s what you’re invested in. That’s what you’ll be rewarded for. Any price action before that is just appeteaser for what’s to come.

I started VR back in 2017 with an OG Vive and an i7 3770k/1070Ti. It was cool, but felt like experimental tech. In 2019 I upgraded to an i9 9900k/2080Ti and bought an Index for it, which brought a nice uplift in VR performance, but the SDE and contrast were a bit meh and high-end titles remained pretty stuttery. In 2021 I bought a Vive Pro 2 to supplement the Index since its advertised resolution sounded groundbreaking; but I ended up returning my first one due to early issues. I re-purchased a few months later after the major issues were sorted out, and ultimately found it sufficiently better than my Index to fully replace it, and since then I have enjoyed the VP2 mostly for its very low SDE, better colocontrast, and wireless option. Still, it has always felt a bit blurry and higher end games/sims still require compromise. I thought the i9/2080Ti would be a killer platform for VR, but it wasn't really.
Well, after hearing recent some Pimax Crystal reviews, I decided that this might be my next headset. So I pre-ordered one and built a new PC to handle it. This one is an i9 13900k/4090. I just got it set up earlier this week, and while I fully expected it to deliver another nice jump in VR framerates, I was actually shocked at how much better it really is--and especially with what it did to visuals on my VP2. Yikes! At my new "standard" 3600x super-sampling, the visuals are a whole new world; and with the exception of a few games that seem to have software/driver issues, I feel like this is the very first PCVR system I've had that really is all-around killer. The thing I'm realizing though is that with the SS pushed into this new range, the VP2 transforms into a different headset, and I'm probably only now seeing what it is actually capable of delivering. Most surprising is how much cleanesharper the sweetspot is, losing most of the blur I always assumed was just a Fresnel lens thing. I'm still planning to try out either the Crystal or Aero before the end of the year, but after experiencing my "new" VP2, they're going to need to offer me a pretty hefty upgrade to justify.

Context:
My husband and I rented a townhouse in March, 1 yr lease. We're in the middle of migrating to the US and finally got the news COVID-19 had been delaying.
Our plan was to live as long as we could here before I would technically "lose the visa". That's 6 months and would bring us to November. We'd still keep paying it @$300 a month because it's cheap, and we liked the landlords. My brother could stay here for the rest or not, whatever.
Now:
We're not fusssy but we've had to deal with quite a bit.

The property manager was rude and made us uncomfortable.
They're responsible for maintaining outside but don't.
We went without water for a week, turns out there's issues with the water company and we NEVER HAD WATER FROM THE MAIN for montts. The water tanks had emptied. They ended up re-filling it with a water truck. This was April.
There was a leak in the living room thru the wall and light bulb. Turns out the waste pipe in the bathroom upstairs wasn't connected? Or whatever they said. They had to GUT THE BATHROOM which took 2 days. My husband and I work from home. It was noisy as hell. This was May.
No water again. End of may, about 9 days. They promised to refill the tanks otp then when the time came said it was a "misunderstanding" and wouldn't. We paid for a truck to come.
Foul odor since the bathroom had to be gutted to fix that pipe. Today my husband flushed the toilet and turned on the shower and they both started bubbling. Now the toilet is overflowing and the shower won't drain.
Now I see my shoes are wet. Leaky roof. The roof was "checked" when they dug up the bathroom...my handmade leather sandals that are no longer made are soaked.

Question: Is any of this grounds for termination? They're cool people but this sucks. I have my visa. It wouldve been nice to keep saving on rent but I can't do it anymore.

I am writing this in hopes for some help and to guide others to not have the same fate as me. I think I have made the biggest mistake of my life. It has been 5 months since it happened and I haven't been able to fix it. This phone is the only connection to the realm of my birth. My original world. I probably cannot undo my mistake but I can guide future players.
My phone it's Android. It has an IR blaster, the only reason I bought it, and for some reason, this phone can hold its network through dimensional change. As if it's a loophole, a glitch in the broken matrix that i was facing. Not that i could actually make any use of it because I am still here.
The people here look like us. They all do. They are very sapient. They look just like us. But my bones know that they don't have the same origin as I do. They are good though. Have the same societal issues, the same intolerable governing body, protestors, and unrealistic agendas, the left wing and right wing at each other's throats. People who should touch some grass have podcasts. People who should have podcasts enjoy their lives. They are humans, just like us, but they are not us.
The rules stated by the urban legend still strike the same to this day if time and space follow the same routine, follow the floor number pattern, pay no heed to the lady that enters the elevator on the 5th floor, leave the building immediately if you return to floor 1, etc. I followed them all correctly, but the rules are no guarantee as to whether you will be safe or alive after your elevator journey is done, the rules only make sure the procedure is correct.
Hey you know what I will write down the rules in short, for your reference to my guidelines but the rules should always be memorized to your bones and spine, this is your SOS and your key. You will find the set of rules on any website. I suggest visiting multiple of them before you start your endeavor. Because each of them gives you different kinds of warnings, something the successful players learned from their own experience. And take this advice of reading through all of those points from this unsuccessful player.
One thing the rules on blog sites don't mention is the choice of which world you want to enter. Because most players enter an identical world with no electronics and no living thing around them. Only a red crossed window that's far stretched away from where ever you look and keeps on moving further away from you. My case was vaguely different.

So firstly all you do is enter a building with more than 10 stories.
Enter the lift via the first floor and only by pressing the "up" button
Follow a pattern of floors, press 4 then 2 then 6 then 10 then 5.
On 5 a lady shall or shall not enter your floor. Then press 1
When you press 1, you will either reach 1. or you will reach 10.
If you reach 1, get the f out of the building and don't come near it, not in 6-7 months i suggest.
If you do reach 10 congratulations. your first part of the journey is a success

now Something, about the lady. Do not interact with her at any cost because of course she is not a lady, no matter how pretty she looks, oh you looked at her? alas, that's also a grave mistake. don't look at her, don't talk to her. Just ignore her total existence. If you know of the elevator game you are already aware of how you should not interact with the lady and all. But one thing is often left blurry is that what you should do if she does not enter. This was my case.
So my advice here: If the lady on the 5th floor does not enter. Then just hope that you do return to the 1st floor after you press it. if you do no then, and start ascending. continuously press any and every floor button for it to stop, or maybe the emergency or call button so that the staff can stop the elevator. Because if you end up reaching the 10th floor, good chances are you get to meet me and we make a cute therapy consult group for people who can't return back. :)
I remember everything from that night so vividly. I did your usual pattern follow. I entered the lift when no one was using it. I entered 4. went up there, meh nothing happened. Then again I pressed 2. I felt a vague chill around me. As if the mechanism of the ritual was understanding my intention. I pressed 6, then after it reached 6, I pressed 2, then 10 then 5. Oh, 5. The elevator door opened. And there she was, standing with all her glory. I did not look at her. but of course, i could see her from waist to bottom. She was dressed in Russian traditional clothing. not something i was expecting from an urban legend that became popular in Korea and japan. I think her wardrobe is a good collection from all cultures. or maybe there's more like her? Who knows?
I could feel it in my spine she was looking at me. She stopped the elevator with her foot so that the doors don't close and asked, "Baby which floor are you going?"
I followed the rules, did not look at her, did not reply to her, and completely ignored her.
She said, "Not much of a speaker eh? no worries have your ride. I hope you have a better life."
I have no idea why she said that. Looking back I think she knew what was going to happen to me. She knew that I was not going to end up in the world most player venture into. "Better life," she said.
She did not enter the lift and I pressed 1. The ritual, now tainted because she did not enter, worked. I reached the 10th floor. And when the doors opened, it was like nothing changed. The building I entered was a hotel. The housekeeping staff was running around. I heard children crying. Some Karen was screaming at a worker because her coffee, which she made from their amenities tasted bland. It was very confusing for me. I think I assumed the ritual did not work. And the lady was just another lady who could have been high. I walked out of the elevator and I felt great.
"those silly online urban legends, such lies" I probably had muttered to myself.
I took the lift again, reached the ground floor, and walked out of the building. Everything was going well until my head started hurting and spinning. and i was slowly passing out. and that's the exact moment i remembered from one of the posts of an earlier player "Do not at any chance lose your consciousness. and if you do, no matter where you wake up, return to the building, re-follow the exit ritual pattern and return to your own world."
My head felt dizzy as I woke up. In my very room. I thought to myself, was it all a dream? Did I search so much about some damn urban legend that I had such a deeply engraving dream? For heaven's sake. I jerked myself up and got down from my bed. Even my clothing is same as the last evening. I didn't know what was more weird, that i was wearing the clothes from my dream or that i remember the dream so vividly that i can even recall the outfit i was wearing. Also my phone was in my pocket. This is something i just never do. No matter how sleepy i am. i keep my phone on the other end of my table, in case it might just blast if the lithium goes through a thermal runaway.
AND! That is when i noticed. My table. It was completely on the opposite side. No no, it is right beside my bed, just like every day but the bed, and the entire room, its opposite. As if it were mirroring the room i know. Also, It wasn't just a complete mirror. my room was smaller, just a bit in breadth. One wouldn't notice it even if they visit my room on a weekly basis. But it's my damn room of course i would know even if a fly moved differently. Lo and behold, that extra loss on my room, was added to my washroom. Again, one wouldn't just notice it right away.
In a nightmare-like urgency, I rushed down the stairs to call complain my mother, and that is when the realization hit me that I did, in fact, play the elevator game. My dad was there. In the kitchen. Alive and happily married. Figuratively much different from how I remember him. I stood there in shock with my mouth wide open. How could this be? I remember my father. The last time I lived with him was until I was 9. When my parents parted ways. The last time I saw him was when I was 11, when he died. Not that I cried, he was far from what a father is supposed to be. I am 25 now.
"Good morning Sweetie!" His voice sounded oddly different. I was utterly petrified by this moment. There was a quirky yet calming nature to his sound which creeped me out even more. I dashed out of the house while grabbing my backpack from the sofa. I could hear him call out my name in my concern. This is it. This is definitely it. I crossed the borders of the unknown realm. But why are people here? Isn't it supposed to be dark with no one in it? No electricity and all ? But there is everything. This is a whole other world, what went wrong?
I had to return to my world. I ran through the roads and traffic to the hotel. Hotel Sunset. As I crossed the roads I could see it all. Cars stopping at the orange light. People walking in blue. I mean they are still following basic physics by using orange, longer wavelength for stopping cars. but does Red not exist in this world? not it does, OH MY GOD, the road lines are red.
I hurried through the crowd to reach the hotel. I pulled out my phone, which was surprisingly working perfectly. Internet, gps everything. It said i reached my location. "Hotel sunset"
I looked up, it said "Hotel Moon shine". I am surprised it wasn't named "moon rise", it'd would have been the cherry on top then.
I walked in, the Interior looked the same. I waited and waited and waited for the evening to hit and the horde to lessen. I stood up and walked to the lift. I repeated the entire process.
The lift stopped at 5. Instead of the lady, someone else entered. I of course didn't look up, but they entered hurriedly, screaming my name and i had to look up, i was already freaked out at this point. It was me. I was looking at me. she, well me, or wait she? she held the lift by her foot. What's up with women in the elevator game to hold the elevator by the foot?
"what did you do!? " I - I mean she said, one that looked like me.
"what did i do?" i replied back. . Whoever this doppelganger was. sure i was petrified. but here i was.
"DID THE LADY ENTER YOUR LIFT ?" she screamed at me.
"wha?" i was trembling at her screeching was. the white portion of her eyes started to redden.
"OH MY GOD DID SHE OR NOT ENTER WHEN YOU DID THE RITUAL?" she again proclaimed.
"she didn't." i replied and slowly lost my leg strength and somewhat collapsed while sitting down.
"why? why did you complete the ritual then? did you not read before you did? you are supposed to be me, you are supposed to be smart. heck, aren't you supposed to be smarter? oh my god. is that my backpack or yours?"
I just shook my head and handed her the backpack, it was hers definitely. I never put on any anime pins on mine. Speaking of anime pins, naruto here has pink hair. Isn't that cool?
she took out her phone and said "If you want to go back home go to this tumblr account and download the app. The account is called buihotline.tumblr.com "
And she left.
Was that the me of this universe? do we have counterparts in every universe? How many universes are there? are these even universes the way our science teaches us universes?
The lift started to quake. the light started flickering and I could hear some noise. soft noises that slowly grew louder and louder until they became uncontrollable screams. my ear drums were hurting beyond control. until it all stopped and the lift door opened. I stepped outside. Yet I was still there at "Moon shine hotel".
I tried the ritual again. I ended up back here. To floor 1 and I went back "home" to my "dad" and "mom". For the next 7 days, I kept on going back to the elevator, trying the ritual continuously and failing. On my way, I noticed new and new things about their world. These people like to greet each other in a very weird way. They grab each other's throats and smile. Almost sadistic. Language is very similar, but there are a few words and phrases here and there that have changed with customs and traditions. Honey here tastes like metal. Cows don't Moo, and birds chirp, but the sounds are unfamiliar, dogs don't exist. cats are the only domestic animals here. I read similar things in some blogs, but never did I think I would get to experience them for real.
Either way. On every failed ritual, I reached floor 1 and went back home. and repeated the cycle Until the 7th day, I got so fed up, that I kept on trying multiple times. but all I did was end up on floor 1. But I saw the weirdest thing.
Well, I can fill in on what happens if you immediately don't leave the building after playing the elevator game and ending up on floor 1. You see, well better than seeing failing grades or not being able to return to your own world, ghosts. Yep pretty much. Deranged souls that roam around the building. That is exactly what you see. And once they notice your existence, god save you. If there is any.
Mine was rather sarcastic. They did infact noticed me. They all came running towards me, looked right at me, smelled me and then slowly moved away and kept on about roaming. My heart intensified so much, it felt like I just lost a marathon I almost won.
I saw a man, maybe a bit older than me, in his 20s, walk down the entrance come and sit beside me. "They won't attack someone who's like them. You are of no use to them. They used to belong here, but don't anymore. and you never did."
I looked at him with a frightening shock. I took my bag and ran back home. Only when i came back home i realized he could have had answers. But i was so terrified at the moment, the only thing I could think of was getting away from him. I needed answers. I need to enter the website the other me mentioned. I got a new phone from this world. they didn't have Google, but I tell you their search engine is much better, it has AI integrated within. The account never opened from the new phone. Tumblr did. but that account never did. Then I tried my own phone and voila! The page had nothing. A heading, a two-liner bio, and a link. Link to download the app. Tumblr happens to be one of the only few apps that do work in other dimensions. Apparently, it has something to do with the first person who jumped dimensions, not only did they jump, but they also jumped through time and made sure every world had Tumblr. It's kinda funny they could have chosen Reddit, it's much more effective.
I loaded the app. Its a 2010's forum-based app. There are discussion topics under which you make threads. You got a chat box to interact with other users. the main discussion had a guide. I searched through it and finally came to the part "how to enter and leave a mirror world" aaand its blank. well not totally. A couple of reasons saying why you should not enter it. A bullet point that said download this pdf to know how to return back to your own world. I hurriedly clicked on it and boom the file did not open. I have never been so disappointed in my life.
There are so many dimensions else than the one with red cross and mirror dimensions. it is almost like aliens exist because some "humans" look so different. some people probably might even have ended up on my world as well. I wonder how they are taking it.
Apparently, only devices of one world present in another world, or at least have been in a few can open the website and run the apk file. Only androids work across dimensions. There's a conspiracy theory that the creators of android have got something to do with the entire interdimensional rituals and breaking the laws of space and time.
Either way, hoping to get some results I posted on the site wishing for some advice on opening the file or someone just copy-pasting the rules I guess.
I received a DM saying, "Since you have successfully crossed a mirror dimension You are capable of much more than you can imagine. But you should know how to use them, you have to be responsible for every move you make"
Good lord, I am not Spider-Man. The user further said, " I do not know where you are from, but I am from dimension 17391, go to the universal map translator and put the location, "Kairo office main building, st. red 22209". It will automatically give you a few building locations of your world." But the interface is very slow. Because it's not a singular place that has a counterpart in every dimension, there is one in every 4 hours of journey. It's an arbitrary location. It will take some time. maybe days. But you will reach."
I asked the user a dozen questions, how do I find the translator map, how many universes are there, and what do I do when I reach there? Why does everyone speak English? But they never replied. But now I have something, hope. A twinge of hope.
I searched around the app and found the map feature, build within the forum. It was on the top layer, but a confused me couldn't find it right away.
Ever since I found the map It has been nothing but a dilemma. 5 months. 5 months of intense searching and nothing. The first time I entered the location and searched, it landed me at the coordinates of a graveyard. The Irony. The second time, a fish market, the third, 3-storey guest house with the most normal Karen.
I can't even venture out every day. I have a "life" here that I have to maintain. This me had a similar job. Marketing manager at a pretty good company. The pay is almost the same. A bit lower here, but hey cost of living is also lower here. Putting those two together I probably have the exact same pay. But they have more facilities. Better vacation leaves. That is exactly what i took right after i downloaded the app, to understand the world better, and the changes here and there.
Morning, I go to work. where I sort out the place I will visit. and after work, i leave. Some places were nearby, some were far. One was in the neighboring country, luckily, the passport here is strong. But none of them work. I think I have broken the "not your universe? not the place? click again" button. Sundays and Saturdays are for long-distance locations. Also every day i cannot afford to go, even though the pay is good. In my world I used to live alone with Mum visiting me now and then. She and I had a family business along with my job, so all was good. Here I don't have a place of my own. And I gotta pay the bills around the house and sometimes take care of the business as well. Things are so similar yet different. I feel likeIi live in a deja vu.
By now i have crossed out almost 75 locations within 5 months, all of them being complete failures. I have crossed out 60 universes that aren't this one. I have made multiple posts on that app, describing my condition, where i am, and which universe it might be. If i even know this universe number and input it, the map translator will work much much better. I describe my original universe in the posts expecting someone to understand me and maybe send me a picture of my mother and friends, but all i have received are words of sympathy and hopefulness.
A few more people have send me their "kairo" addresses but they all can send only one to two messages before the chatbox stops. One of them managed to message me that i have to enter my universe number in the settings for the interface to work better. I also haven't been able to find the man from the hotel on the app or at the hotel either.
what do I do? Any piece of advice?

Context:
My husband and I rented a townhouse in March, 1 yr lease. We're in the middle of migrating to the US and finally got the news COVID-19 had been delaying.
Our plan was to live as long as we could here before I would technically "lose the visa". That's 6 months and would bring us to November. We'd still keep paying it @$300 a month because it's cheap, and we liked the landlords. My brother could stay here for the rest or not, whatever.
Now:
We're not fusssy but we've had to deal with quite a bit.

The property manager was rude and made us uncomfortable.
They're responsible for maintaining outside but don't.
We went without water for a week, turns out there's issues with the water company and we NEVER HAD WATER FROM THE MAIN for montts. The water tanks had emptied. They ended up re-filling it with a water truck. This was April.
There was a leak in the living room thru the wall and light bulb. Turns out the waste pipe in the bathroom upstairs wasn't connected? Or whatever they said. They had to GUT THE BATHROOM which took 2 days. My husband and I work from home. It was noisy as hell. This was May.
No water again. End of may, about 9 days. They promised to refill the tanks otp then when the time came said it was a "misunderstanding" and wouldn't. We paid for a truck to come.
Foul odor since the bathroom had to be gutted to fix that pipe. Today my husband flushed the toilet and turned on the shower and they both started bubbling. Now the toilet is overflowing and the shower won't drain.
Now I see my shoes are wet. Leaky roof. The roof was "checked" when they dug up the bathroom...my handmade leather sandals that are no longer made are soaked.

Question: Is any of this grounds for termination? They're cool people but this sucks. I have my visa. It wouldve been nice to keep saving on rent but I can't do it anymore.

Context:
My husband and I rented a townhouse in March, 1 yr lease. We're in the middle of migrating to the US and finally got the news COVID-19 had been delaying.
Our plan was to live as long as we could here before I would technically "lose the visa". That's 6 months and would bring us to November. We'd still keep paying it @$300 a month because it's cheap, and we liked the landlords. My brother could stay here for the rest or not, whatever.
Now:
We're not fusssy but we've had to deal with quite a bit.

The property manager was rude and made us uncomfortable.
They're responsible for maintaining outside but don't.
We went without water for a week, turns out there's issues with the water company and we NEVER HAD WATER FROM THE MAIN for montts. The water tanks had emptied. They ended up re-filling it with a water truck. This was April.
There was a leak in the living room thru the wall and light bulb. Turns out the waste pipe in the bathroom upstairs wasn't connected? Or whatever they said. They had to GUT THE BATHROOM which took 2 days. My husband and I work from home. It was noisy as hell. This was May.
No water again. End of may, about 9 days. They promised to refill the tanks otp then when the time came said it was a "misunderstanding" and wouldn't. We paid for a truck to come.
Foul odor since the bathroom had to be gutted to fix that pipe. Today my husband flushed the toilet and turned on the shower and they both started bubbling. Now the toilet is overflowing and the shower won't drain.
Now I see my shoes are wet. Leaky roof. The roof was "checked" when they dug up the bathroom...my handmade leather sandals that are no longer made are soaked.

Question: Is any of this grounds for termination? They're cool people but this sucks. I have my visa. It wouldve been nice to keep saving on rent but I can't do it anymore.

We're both from different parts of the world and we've been dating for 5 months (Me 26F, Him 30M) mostly long distance, I was attracted and interested in him and wanted to get to know him more but definitely not in love yet, he claimed to have fallen in love with me since the day he met me, he confessed he loved me 3 days after meeting me. With time, my feelings didn't grow for him but he again claims that he has fallen more in love with me everyday. He would always show a lot of love and affection towards me and keep doing it even if I didn't reciprocate, which I let him know made me feel a bit awkward and uncomfortable but his response was that he didn't expect anything from me and that everyone falls in love at a different pace and continued using over the top love expressions that at times seems ingenue but I shaked it off thinking he is just "romantic" lol. I was stuck between ending things but being scared to lose a person who I thought loved me so much and that I may fall for one day, which may have been selfish of me, so I suggested a break. We stopped talking for around a month and I was trying to reflect on our relationship, I was starting to realize it wouldn't work out. All of a sudden he sends me a message telling me that he traveled to my country and he came all the way just to see me, I told him that we didn't discuss this and I'm not willing to meet him. He told me how shattered he was and that he was expecting that I would at least miss him a little bit and be happy to meet him. He kept pushing to meet me but I insisted we have a call soon instead to end things on a good note. From our chats he seems to still have the intention to patch things up and try to get us to make things work again. If I say something like "I have been thinking a lot about us and I don't think this is going to work" he would say "See, you're thinking a lot about us which means you care and you want this to work out" and I'm just like what..? He seems to not accept the fact that my feelings have changed and he brings up instances where I said things to him like "I feel so happy around you" claiming that I'm lying to myself, and how could I lose feelings to someone I said this to?... I feel like he's so detached from what I'm feeling and what I'm saying. I'm not sure if he is a narcissist, are all love bombers narcissists?

Context: The world is dark. Primus, the first vampire, and the other members of the Ancients have been committing atrocities for centuries. In his pursuit of power, Primus has indeed become more powerful than anyone or thing, even striking a deal with Death that, should he fall, he cannot truly die. All seems lost and, really... it is.
Setting: Primus's castle
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[P] = Primus, the first vampire and most powerful man on the planet
[G] = The Grim Reaper
[B] = Bernard, a butler who really wants no part of this
[X] = Xander, Primus's general and oldest friend
All text in italics are Eldritch whispers not attributed to any characters
***
[Scene opens in the dining hall of an ancient castle]
[SFX: Baroque music/dining ambiance - Medieval]
[A man sits at the head of a royal dining hall, raising a glass in a toast]
[P] “Attention, my esteemed guests.”
[SFX: The chatter dying immediately]
[Pause]
[P] “I just wanted to give thanks to all of the Ancients who joined in my celebration tonight. The rest will die, hmhm, but that’s for later. Let us celebrate another step in my rise to perfection. A cheers to you, Grim, for being kind enough to make a deal with me.”
[Pause]
[At the end of the table, the Grim Reaper himself raises a goblet]
[G] “A cheers to the first vampire, our immortal Primus.”
[SFX: A cheer being given]
[Primus reclines on his throne, pleased as a cat that knocked an urn off the shelf]
[P] “Mmh… What a ride. Born the first and grown to be the most powerful entity on the planet. The seas of blood, the desperate pleas, the satisfaction one gets when the genocide is done and you can focus your attention elsewhere… Well, I feel quite spoiled.”
[Pause]
[SFX: Some polite laughter]
[P] “Hmhm… We Ancients are the most powerful things here. Driven by a need to grow in power! And I daresay, my dysfunctional little family, that we’ve done very well for ourselves. I mean, I think I deserve to brag about having my soul eternally preserved by the Grim Reaper himself, don’t you?”
[SFX: Murmurs of affirmation]
[P] “Thank you. I know you have to flatter me by proxy, but you’ve all been doing it with such gusto lately! I do appreciate it… So sorry I had to gut a few of you to get the point across but, hey, you know how it is.”
[SFX: More laughter]
[P] “So, a toast. To power and domination! To a thousand more years of culling the weak!”
[G] “Here here.”
[SFX: A cheethe music and ambiance fading back in while they resume their feast]
[Pause]
[After a moment, a young man pokes his head nervously into the hall]
[B] “A-Ah… Sire?”
[P] “Bernard, my favorite butler who is still alive! What can I do for you?”
[Pause]
[B, confused] “Sire? You appear to have a guest.”
[The Ancients all pause in their conversation, their King resting his cheek in his palm]
[P] “Oh? And what exactly is it this mysterious guest wants of the most powerful man on the planet?”
[Pause]
[The butler leans his head back for a moment and then pokes it back inside, infinitely paler]
[B] “...They said they are here to kill you, Sire.”
[Pause]
[SFX: The fire dipping briefly]
[There is silence at the table before the vampires all burst into laughter]
[P] “Oh my! And here I thought my guest of honor would be the one saying those words, eh, Grim?”
[G, chuckling] “It is a bit early in the evening, Primus… I haven’t touched my food yet.”
[Pause]
[P, still chuckling] “Oh, I do love a good prank… Alright. Why not? I do love my food fresh as possible."
[B] “Y-Yes, Sire.”
[The butler steps aside and allows you to enter]
[SFX: A coffin dragging across the ground]
[You walk into the dining hall of the Ancients and face Primus and his family]
[Pause]
[The First Vampire extends his arms, power making the room shake]
[P] “Well… Look at you. A ragged little thing with a ragged little shovel, shouldering a coffin on their ragged little back, hmhm. Trying to intimidate me, perhaps? Make me think, ‘Oh no, Death is coming for me!’. You may wish to wait until the man himself finishes eating.”
[...]
[The God of Death lets out a chuckle and raises a goblet in a toast]
[G] “Yes, do forgive me… I’m not really here to kill anyone tonight and, even if you could hurt Primus, I’ve agreed to safeguard his presence on this plane. After all… Someone must always be the strongest.”
[...]
[SFX: A swarm of crows cawing and flying outside]
[P] “Oh, look. It finally moved its head a little. Nice of you to-”.
[You break from your slow, rigid walk with a grunt. Before any of them can move, think, or react, you grasp the shovel and point it towards Death itself]
[G] “Ohoho… pointing that rusted little shovel at me? Did you literally just walk in here to die, little No Name?”
[SFX: The crows cawing getting loudeindecipherable whispering]
The strong
[SFX: The Listener clanging their shovel against the coffin once]
The weak
[SFX: The crows and whispers growing louder]
There is no difference
[P, laughing madly] “Oh, look at the show it's putting on! Crows and ravens blotting out the moonlight, conjuring mad little whispers! Adorable… But you must realize-”.
[SFX: CLANG]
[The other Ancients recoil as you connect the shovel to the coffin once more]
An’ anatas ver’is…
[Death, somehow, pales. He stands, sweat pouring out of his brow]
[G] “W…What is this?!”
[SFX: CLANG]
[P] “Grim…? What’s gotten into you?”
[G, panicking] “I-I don’t know this feeling, I don’t understand! M-My hands are shaking, I cannot breathe, I-I…”
[SFX: CLANG]
[G, screaming] “STOP! PLEASE!”
[P] “Grim! Get a hold of yourself, you’re the God of Death!”
[Grim stumbles back, almost clawing at his chest in sheer, desperate adrenaline]
[G] “PLEASE!!!”
[P] “GRIM-!”
[SFX: CLANG!!!]
[The last hit rings out across the dining hall and the Grim Reaper screams once more, his entire essence bursting into long-cooled ash]
[SFX: Something akin to paper burning and crumbling to ash]
[Pause]
[There is silence in the hallway as the Grim Reaper crumbles to ash, screams faded into the night]
[P] “...You… killed him…”
[SFX: Clang]
[Primus flinches. It’s subtle but enough. You see weakness. Smell it]
Run
[The Ancient sitting to his right stands, taking a few steps back]
[P] “Xander, hold your ground!”
[X] “...It just killed Death itself…”
[P] “If you dare show cowardice-!”
[G] “THERE IS NO COWARDICE IN TRYING TO PRESERVE YOURSELF, YOU FOOL! I am your general, you have trusted my decisions for eons! So swallow your damned pride and call for a retreat until we can figure out what we’re dealing with!!’
[SFX: Clang!]
Run
[Pause]
[SFX: CLANG!]
Run
[P] “...Call the retreat!”
[SFX: The crows and whispering escalating]
[The Ancients rise in a flurry, wings spreading as they try and head a retreat]
[X] “Move, MOVE! It’s weighed down by the coffin, use speed to your advantage!!”
[...]
[SFX: Bones cracking into place]
[P, lingering] “What is it doing?!”
[X] “It’s gone down to all fours… Maybe it’s winded?”
[SFX: The coffin rapidly scraping across the ground/arachnid-like movements]
[P] “FUCKING HELL-!” “
[X] “GO, PRIMUS!”
[The general shoves him out of the way as you rapidly advance on all fours, darting between tables, silverware, from wall to the ceiling]
[Pause]
Run
[Primus flies back as you pounce Xander, staring down into the general’s face]
[X, quiet/desperate] “Gods preserve me… It has no face-!”
[P] “XANDER!”
[X] “RUN, PRIMUS!”
[SFX: Vampiric wings flapping en masse and desperately]
[The others flee rapidly, almost stumbling over themselves while Gregor lies still beneath you, stoic still]
[X] “...Do it, then! Finish me off!”
[...]
[You lean down close to his ear, forming a mouth so you can speak]
[SFX: Flesh rending/rearranging/forming, if desired]
Anat’oros eslin veris.
[With that, you let him up, rising to your full height and slinging the coffin on your back]
[X] “...Is that the message you wish me to tell Primus?”
[...]
[You say nothing. You turn toward where Primus fled and begin another laborious walk after your target]
[X] “Wait! Why are you doing this?!”
[Again, you say nothing. You must move forward]
[...]
[SFX: A gradually fading series of ‘clangs’ from the Listener tapping their shovel on the ground]
[To be continued]
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Anat’oros eslin veris.
They, who tills the field. They, who sings to the universe and hear its song in return.
Know well the shadow that stretches in their wake
And that shadow shall project from their deeds and word
A Destroyer, without a Songbird
To wake them from their dreams of grandeur and godhood
That shadow follows eternally
The projection of the one given everything and all they’ve done

At the heart of Germany's largest city, Berlin, there's a hidden force driving the evolution of culture and commerce. It's the Instagram hipsters, modern trendsetters and influencers who enjoy and promote a lifestyle defined by artistic expression, aesthetics, and ethical consumption. These individuals, equipped with smartphones, retro filters, and an eye for coolness, are now shaping Berlin's social, economic, and cultural landscape in profound ways. Their primary measure of success is the number of 'likes,' followers, and comments they can generate on Instagram.
In my theory, Berlin's small businesses, especially restaurants, are either willing participants in this trend or reluctant victims. To survive and thrive in the ever-changing market, many owners feel pressured to adapt to the aesthetics and values of the Instagram hipsters. But this is not a superficial adaptation. It includes a deep and genuine commitment to following sustainable, ecological practices that are at the heart of Instagram hipster culture.
Menus shift to embrace local, organic, and plant-based dishes. Interior design and ambiance change to reflect the minimalistic yet charming vintage style these hipsters love. Everything, from lighting to decor, is designed to be 'Instagram-friendly', encouraging patrons to snap photos and share them on social media.
At the same time, outside of the restaurants, this wave also spreads to other aspects of Berlin's culture and lifestyle. Retro bicycles, vinyl records, barista coffee shops, and handmade clothes become the most sought-after commodities. Even Berlin's famous techno clubs are gradually becoming more ecological, with a focus on sustainability and social responsibility.
But what happens to those who resist? Those who refuse to embrace the aesthetics and principles of Instagram hipsterism? They risk being marginalized, their businesses may lose customers, and they may be seen as outdated or unhip. But they also represent a counterculture, a counterpart to the increasing pressure to conform to hipster dominance. They stand as reminders of another time, another culture, another set of values.
My theory of Instagram Hipsters Taking Over Berlin points towards a future where the number of 'likes' on social media is not just a symbol of popularity, but a real currency that drives the economy. It's a world where trends are created and controlled by those with the most followers, and where success in the business world is directly linked to your ability to adapt and embrace hipster culture. This is the new reality in Berlin, marked by ecological awareness, extreme hipsterism, and the power of an Instagram post.

Title is pretty self-explanatory.
I'll go first, this was 2020. I was running a website about nonfiction books.
Specifically a website that turned nonfiction books into short fun little stories.
I decided one of the best ways to get traffic to the website would be to run Google Ads.
But instead of searching how to set up campaigns in Google ads or seeking the guidance / help of someone more experienced, I decided I would just "figure it out".
Long story short my ignorance led to me losing hundreds of dollars because I had no idea how to set budget, add keywords, etc.
And Google, despite being a trillion dollar company, has a horrible UI / UX.
I ended up realizing my mistake a couple months into running these ads and shut them down.
Eventually I learned how to actually run ads (took some courses) and from there I actually grew my traffic, etc.
Now it's your turn to tell me about a business failure and what you learned from it.
Oh and one last thing, you can find more cool startup stories here.

TLDR: HOW TO FORGIVE A CHEATING GASLIGHTING SPOUSE
This is obviously not my primary account. I don't know where to begin. This post might not be the most coherent one you read today. I have so many things in my head. My (F37) husband (M41) had an emotional affair with his best friend's wife in 2019. They had planned to meet (different cities/ 2-hour flight), but I discovered their chats and confronted my husband.
I had suspected something was going on from quite some time, but my husband gaslighted me in the worst way possible and locked me out of his phone (saying I was acting like a lunatic and that is why he is locking his phone.). I honestly started questioning my sanity. A couple months after this episode was my 10th anniversary. A trip was planned with this couple (my husband’s best friend, his wife and us) to celebrate our anniversary. They kept flirting with each other during the entire trip, I cried for over 4 hours a day before my 10th wedding anniversary. He again gaslighted me, made me feel like I have lost my mental capacity to understand right from wrong. His best friend was also delusional and asked me how I could ever think of something like this happening. Fast forward a month and I got chats to prove my point.
At this point, my husband started crying and saying he was not sure how it happened (well, he messaged her after leaving from home and before entering the house, he was very well aware of what was happening!). Then he said I was going to confess anyway and that he is sorry and he will do better and the cheater’s routine. The next day he told HER that I know. I don’t know if it was a coping mechanism, but I acted like I am cool with the whole thing and that I forgive them both. After a couple of days, they decided they will confess to his best friend as well as they felt “guilty”. The couple came to our house, my husband told him everything. He was shocked, cried a little and then said that he will take some time to move on from the issue. I told him it’s okay and we should forgive them.
I and my husband started working on our marriage again, it was a lot hard work, but we did well. By 2020 we decided to become parents through fertility treatments after a lot of discussion. I was a little sceptical because of the financial pressure it would add and the years that we waited to make that decision, but his confidence gave me confidence, both of us love kids and I was cautiously happy about the whole thing. Did the procedure, had a very difficult pregnancy with every complication possible, two beautiful babies at the end of it (they are the best, they are my everything).
Fast forward to 2022. I wanted to make his 40th birthday special, so I asked his best friend to come visit us for a day with family to surprise him (they also did fertility treatment and had a child, same age ours). The best friend ended up telling him about the plan (with my permission) as he was confused about certain things. When they discussed, the one-day plan became a 10-day vacation. He started overplanning for the whole thing and it made me angry. We had a fight 3 days before leaving for the vacation. But I decided not ruin things as it was his 40th, I got a radio show recorded for him as his birthday gift. During the entire trip he spent nights talking to her, engaging in banteflirting, ignoring me completely. Even when I expressed my feelings, he did not change anything.
Then came my breaking point. I could not do it anymore. Had a huge fight with him. We were going to my mom’s place from there for a week, so I was just waiting for the days to get over. I did not speak to anyone on the last day. A lot of other things happened, but it’s late here and I am tired of typing. After another fight, we concluded that he must stop talking to her. Certain other rules were made, like he cannot go to their place, etc. He also told me how she (his AP) was shocked by my behaviour and surprised that I have still not gotten over the whole thing, and that why I did the drama of being okay with everything. Really?!!
I was okay with everything. I was okay because I did not want him to lose his friend. He has only one! I was okay with him having his one and only friend. I was okay if he understood what his boundaries were. I was okay if I was his priority. I wasn’t. He showed me and gaslighted me yet again. Anyway, rules were made, we got back home. I went to my Mom’s for a month as my help had taken personal leave. I told him he can call his friend to spend time with him as his best friend is no more comfortable being around me. So they planned a weekend trip to my place (my husband and his best friend) and had fun. My husband had to come pick me up from my Mom’s place, as there has to be one attendant with each child in the flight. From the airport to my place, his best friend was dropping him home. It was late in the night and the kids were waiting for him, I checked Maps for his location, and it was at his best friend’s place. He was there for less than 5 mins, but I was furious. When he messaged to ask him something, I told him I knew where he went. He told me his best friend had forgotten to get the gifts he got for our kids, so he was barely their for a couple of minutes to pick it up and that he was waiting in the apartment parking lot.
He asked me to come down and I too wanted to talk to his best friend. I went down and that’s when the real fun began. My husband was telling his friend, “See, I told you she keeps a track on my movements.” I obviously have trust issues. When he knew this would bother me, why did he not make a call before going there?
In the fight that ensued, he practically blamed me for the affair. It was gaslighting, but I am going to list his issues with me anyway:

I have changed from who I was in 2006 (I was 20).
I am not innocent anymore.
I look for fights.
I take strong stands (feminism, strong opposition bigotry, etc.).
I read a lot, and all that reading has fucked me up.
I use F-word a lot which I never did back in 2006.
I took a solo trip with a group in 2014 (11 girls 1 boy 1 guide). It was an 18-day trip abroad. I was crying on the 12th day as I was missing my husband dearly on that trip. When I came back I shared all the experiences, word by word. I also told him about this divorced female friend I made who hooked with someone on an app before joining us on the trip. For me all this was very novel, I was naïve young, and had zero exposure. A lot of it was shocking to me, but it opened my mind in ways I would not have ever thought it would, travel made me a better person, it made me more accepting of different tradition, cultures and people. I obviously was seeking to open my mind, so I read, I travelled, it changed me yes, but for the better. In the fight post his 40th birthday, he had called my sister to complain, and he also said I don’t know what she might have done in the Greece trip. And the things she shared were crazy. Basically, saying shit about me and planting a seed of doubt in my sister’s head. Fortunately, I have a great relationship with my siblings, I had told them everything I told him post the trip. So, he did not tell them anything new. But this move just meant he would stoop down to any level, even lie if he must if push comes to shove.
My best friend (who is divorced and has dealt with drug abuse due to the emotional turmoil) is a bad influence and she made me who I am. FFS! This is the same best friend who was his BFF during lockdown, my pregnancy… They shared drinks together, we did treks together, suddenly she is the problem…
I cried a lot post wedding (initial days until I made a friend, as I was isolated by his family, they did not like me much and created several issues for me. I was young, did not know how to deal with such situations, so I ended up crying a lot. FYI, now the same people call me instead of him, they did wrong, but I had a confrontation with them too a couple of years back and heartfelt apologies were made, I moved on and have a great relationship with his family now.).
Affair happen because something is amiss in the relationship (his words). Honestly, the timing of the affair hits me the most. It was probably the best time in our marriage. We were going out, talking, carefree, travelling… And now he says something was amiss!
I was reading a book, and it discussed polygamy. He says because I discussed with him about it in 2015, I indirectly pushed that thought in his head! Yes, he said that!
That a male friend in 2013 was the reason. I had made two friends in this small town in 4 years after moving from a city (leaving my house, my friends, everything for him). One the female best friend, and the other one is they guy he said he had a problem with. Mind you he takes all kinds of business favors from him now, and says now he has no issues with him and it was just a confusion, and because I considerably reduced my interaction with him, it did not bother him. (Friendship with guy friend died organically after we moved to a new city, so he was anyway a non-issue, and for me my marriage was a priority. Now we basically call him only when we need something. Pathetic).
It was everything I did basically (right from 2006 to 2023).

His best friend also thinks I have trust issues and that I should work on it and that he can guarantee that his wife won't do it again as she is super-absorbed with their child! I don't know if this guy even listens to himself while talking! He is an idiot. I don't blame him. He always prioritised my husband over his wife. So, I get it. For him his friendship is way more important that his relationship with his wife.
He also blamed me for being suspicious all the time post 2019. He shared with his best friend the bitching/gossiping we might have done as a couple about them, about other things, in our shared sacred space. This shocked me the most. How much ever I try I am not able to get over THIS. Nothing is between us anymore, should I also start going out, telling on him, things he might have told me in anger, just frustration about others!
There’s a lot more that has hurt me, like the knowledge about his happy ending sessions which he shared with me only because I once told him I am very open-minded, and that he should share everything with me, we should be friends - my mistake again he says, why did I portray myself as an open-minded individual when in fact I was traditional in my thought process. This I had gotten over and I told him it should not happen again. His best friend also got a lap dance with a topless dancer in London, and I told me about it, fuck the open-minded image. Anyway, I am digressing.
I am tired of writing and complaining.
We are back home. And he is asking me what he can do to make things better, and that he is really sorry. I said in a marriage both partners are supposed protect each other, you could not do it in 2009 (with his family, I gave him the benefit of doubt, that he was also too young to navigate those situations); he did not do it now, he literally threw me under the bus to get his best friend’s sympathy. How will I ever be able to trust this man? Leaving would mean a lot of upheaval and me going to work and staying away from my beautiful babies. I am crying now. He also said in the fight that I should not have had babies with him when I had trust issues. How could he say that! How could he twist everything so badly!
I am trying very hard to focus on my children, I spend the entire day with them. Days are easy and fun. But when the are asleep, I am forced to confront these thoughts, like right now.
He is trying his best to keep me happy, but I need help to understand how someone gets over something like this?!
So, the Greece thing, and personal gossip sharing! These two points I can’t over. I tried and tried and tried. Please help.
I am not sure what I am seeking, advice may be? Can this work? I want it to work only for my kids. Will I ever be able to love him the way I did.
I am looking for a therapist currently who does not charge a bomb.
Edited to add: We are not sharing locations on Maps anymore after that fight!

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I want to tell you that longing is still green
The land of the spirit does not need clouds
It is the cloud that does not dissipate
-
I would like to tell you that your messages still come everyday
Comes in the form of an appeal, I wonder? Why do you invite me to it
In the world of longing, there are things that never cross us
It remains residing until it appears to be the steadfast foundation of the spirit
We have repeatedly tried to explain what it is
We often do not hit the target, but we fall beside it
But we never intend to recover from it
-
In letters the words are very simple
We return to it as the familiarity of fields and the longing of paths to travel
Longing becomes a retired skipper
He looks at the sea with sunken eyes
Seen with a dream of reaching the edges of the remote seas
He dreams of a blue wave of azure perfume and shroud
You leave it with a procession full of bustle of gulls and dolphins
Journey on a coffin sailing forever
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in messages
Simple words cushion the weary to snooze soft
In the mail that arrived long ago
Smiles fade, almost lose their features
She feels us and we send her missing reassurance
Questions come back to you?
What is this called longing?
How does this river not end in an estuary?
But we could not touch its sources
We couldn't put our hands on his shoulder
-
In the letters are letters that we think are forgotten
But we get used to it tirelessly, tirelessly
Nostalgia lurks between its lines
There is no space between the words
Flowers grow and trees extend their shadows from the burning distance
As for the commas, they are the waves of aromas
Areej churning, high-calm, sublime tone
-
In the messages a wonderful flicker
The strings of the law shake hands with golden fingers
-
I have a lot and a lot I want to say
There is no ceiling for feeling growth
There is no way to end
Not saying I'm involved
Paths crossed
I put the saddle on the back of Infinity Bridges and moved on
I took your letters with me
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My message

My message
I want to tell you that longing is still green
The land of the spirit does not need clouds
It is the cloud that does not dissipate
-
I would like to tell you that your messages still come everyday
Comes in the form of an appeal, I wonder? Why do you invite me to it
In the world of longing, there are things that never cross us
It remains residing until it appears to be the steadfast foundation of the spirit
We have repeatedly tried to explain what it is
We often do not hit the target, but we fall beside it
But we never intend to recover from it
-
In letters the words are very simple
We return to it as the familiarity of fields and the longing of paths to travel
Longing becomes a retired skipper
He looks at the sea with sunken eyes
Seen with a dream of reaching the edges of the remote seas
He dreams of a blue wave of azure perfume and shroud
You leave it with a procession full of bustle of gulls and dolphins
Journey on a coffin sailing forever
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in messages
Simple words cushion the weary to snooze soft
In the mail that arrived long ago
Smiles fade, almost lose their features
She feels us and we send her missing reassurance
Questions come back to you?
What is this called longing?
How does this river not end in an estuary?
But we could not touch its sources
We couldn't put our hands on his shoulder
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In the letters are letters that we think are forgotten
But we get used to it tirelessly, tirelessly
Nostalgia lurks between its lines
There is no space between the words
Flowers grow and trees extend their shadows from the burning distance
As for the commas, they are the waves of aromas
Areej churning, high-calm, sublime tone
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In the messages a wonderful flicker
The strings of the law shake hands with golden fingers
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I have a lot and a lot I want to say
There is no ceiling for feeling growth
There is no way to end
Not saying I'm involved
Paths crossed
I put the saddle on the back of Infinity Bridges and moved on
I took your letters with me
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My message

I want to tell you that longing is still green
The land of the spirit does not need clouds
It is the cloud that does not dissipate
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I would like to tell you that your messages still come everyday
Comes in the form of an appeal, I wonder? Why do you invite me to it
In the world of longing, there are things that never cross us
It remains residing until it appears to be the steadfast foundation of the spirit
We have repeatedly tried to explain what it is
We often do not hit the target, but we fall beside it
But we never intend to recover from it
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In letters the words are very simple
We return to it as the familiarity of fields and the longing of paths to travel
Longing becomes a retired skipper
He looks at the sea with sunken eyes
Seen with a dream of reaching the edges of the remote seas
He dreams of a blue wave of azure perfume and shroud
You leave it with a procession full of bustle of gulls and dolphins
Journey on a coffin sailing forever
-
in messages
Simple words cushion the weary to snooze soft
In the mail that arrived long ago
Smiles fade, almost lose their features
She feels us and we send her missing reassurance
Questions come back to you?
What is this called longing?
How does this river not end in an estuary?
But we could not touch its sources
We couldn't put our hands on his shoulder
-
In the letters are letters that we think are forgotten
But we get used to it tirelessly, tirelessly
Nostalgia lurks between its lines
There is no space between the words
Flowers grow and trees extend their shadows from the burning distance
As for the commas, they are the waves of aromas
Areej churning, high-calm, sublime tone
-
In the messages a wonderful flicker
The strings of the law shake hands with golden fingers
-
I have a lot and a lot I want to say
There is no ceiling for feeling growth
There is no way to end
Not saying I'm involved
Paths crossed
I put the saddle on the back of Infinity Bridges and moved on
I took your letters with me
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My message

My wife has a SEVERE --ongoing-- tension headache from hell. She's on methadone so we can't mix barbiturates with it, otherwise she would take fiorecet. And most narcotics aren't allowed because we're in Family Treatment Court, but they WILL make exceptions. What can she take? What can she do? What is going on?
We finally took her to the ER and they did a CT scan and found a tiny 6mm mass in her lungs (said it's either inflammation or infection) and nothing else to explain the headaches. They gave her Clindamycin and she's taking it 4 times a day.
Also, her wisdom teeth have needed to be taken out for ages, so she thinks (and I suppose the ER thinks) it may be an infection from that?
So we're hoping and praying that these antibiotics will knock the pain out. Is there anything else we can do to help!!?? She's losing her mind, she's been in tears in pain day after day! Literally in TEARS! She's shaking, she's miserable, we're seriously at our breaking point. Please, somebody, anybody, help! Give me hope! Please!