Please bare with me, first time poster, this was the hardest thing I ever had to write, I‘ve been bawling while writing it and I’ve been physically sick at the thought of following through with this.
I (f32) am wondering if I would be the AH for this. I have a ‘friend’, a girl I met back when I was 12 turning 13. She was honestly the best. We clicked, she was my soul mate friend - you know that ride or die girl that you think is gonna be there forever. I’ve been there for all of her kids over the last 16 years, done everything from pay for this that and the other, make sure her kids had Xmas and birthdays to house her and children when her partner and BD decided he was a big tough drug dealer and turned into a DV POS and ended up doing time for drug charges and DV charges.
I’ve let her run up credit in my name, sent her $$ left right and Centre whenever she asked, deck her and kids out in new wardrobes, even if they are my hand me downs (I’ve gone from a size 20 something to a size 6 in the last 4 years due to an eating disorder - I was buying clothes, fitting them for anywhere from 2 weeks to 4 months and then had to buy new ones, nothing they were ever given was just target and Kmart clothing - not that there’s anything wrong with them, it’s for context).
Now I know it’s her choice that she went back and I know it’s her choice she stayed - you cannot help someone who wants to continue enabling someone’s behaviour for fear of being alone - I know this. I myself have had a DV relationship - I know how bad it can get and in a story twist, it was this girls mum that gave me the strength to leave mine.
Three years ago though, I was banned by him from contacting or having anything to do with her, after calling the police on this POS after he started his DV shit in a supposed drug induced psychosis (I say supposed cos this guy is your typical narcissistic, manipulative POS, smashes up houses and is physical in front of his kids, but when caught out cries that he’s got this that and the other wrong with him).
Since then she sits on the sidelines of my life, (makes multiple fake fb accounts to add me, has joined all public groups from my fb, multiple accounts on Insta and snap etc., - I’ve recently been told that this is classed as stalking but I have no idea), but she let’s me have contact with her children (I love her children like they are my own, always have and I always will), but only contacts me on the off chance I have a rant on fb or is sending me pointless snaps of pointless stuff.
Late last year I finally, after 8 years of trying with my partner, and the previous 4.5 years of trying before that with an ex, I gave birth to my son after receiving medical assistance to do so. All I have ever asked of her is 5 minutes to meet my son. 5 minutes, to just meet my little and probably only miracle. I don’t expect or want anything else, just some time. After he was 6 weeks old I travelled back to my home town so my mum could help out - I told this girl multiple times, but as usual, I was ghosted but allowed to spend time with one of her kids.
She goes down towards where I live with others and lets me know, yet when I ask to catch up, again I’m ghosted for days. I ranted on fb about how not one person I’ve helped out with kids (cos she isn’t the only one I’ve been an absolute sucker and idiot for years and for multiple people) has bothered to give me, my partner or son 5 minutes of their time and I get a sob story from her, but then snaps and snap stories about her bestie and all this other stuff.
At present I’m currently back in my home town and am staying for longer than intended as I need the break and after losing half my family in the last few years, I’m treasuring the time with my mum. I sent her a msg before coming up letting her know and if her sob story was true she would make an effort. I got messages and we were conversing like old times on the first day I was up here - ever since been ghosted but can send me pointless snaps.
I know in my gut I’m a convenient option for her now. I know deep down she doesn’t care and I am now rethinking our entire 20 year friendship. Did I mean anything at all? I know if I go NC I will eventually feel better one day. I 1000% know this. I also know that maybe letting her go means I might be able to one day make other friends. But the thought of walking away from her completely and absolutely guts me.
I know I’ll lose contact to her kids and that guts me even more. I know with DV, people don’t leave until they are ready and they need support when they do. But what am I supposed to do? Sit around for another 20 years waiting for her to realise that I don’t deserve what she is doing to me? My partner tells me it’s not worth it anymore and he is over seeing me crying all the time because of her. My mum says I don’t deserve the way I’m treated. The two of friends I do have are disgusted in the way she treats me but I just don’t know if I’d be the AH for letting go.

Everybody's knee-jerk reaction to this game on here seems to be trying to fix it by saying a bunch of stuff isn't what it says it is so that the stories they're familiar with are set in stone.
Instead, I want to try saying the things in this game are what it says they are: Rauru is Rauru, Ganondorf is Ganondorf, the Imprisoning War is the Imprisoning War.
There is frankly a lot of material in this game that lines up with a straightforward interpretation. Landmarks of the past have a conspicuous resemblance to Ocarina of Time's landmarks. Events have a conspicuous resemblance to its events.
There are differences, too, but I think analyzing those differences is far more compelling than simply pointing at them and announcing that they are different. Retellings of stories often change details, add or remove things at the teller's whim. So instead of the conventional fandom idea of canon where each new story is truer than the last if they ever contradict, we could treat this series of self-proclaimed legends like there's possibly an underlying truer version of events that we can identify through parallels; our understanding of the "truth" (or at least "original story") is then fuzzier where things contradict between stories and clear where they align and there's a lot of room for personal interpretation in between.
That feels, to me, like what this newest game is asking us to do when it so deliberately invokes past game's stories in altered forms.
For example: In the first telling of the Imprisoning War, the seven sages were seven human men, one of them oddly short. In the second telling, they were a diverse group of fantasy races of varying ages and genders. And now in this third telling, the composition of the group is different once again. So the particulars of who was in this group are fuzzy, the particulars that there were some humans and a goron and a zora feel more solid than whether there were zonai or kokiri mixed in, but the number seven is very solid, as is their imprisoning of Ganon.
So let's ask some questions that this game raises.
Let's look at a big difference between the first and third tellings to start with: the location of Ganon's imprisonment. (The second is also different but doesn't matter in the context of this conversation because it's explicitly an alternate resolution rather than a different interpretation of the same resolution.)
In the first telling, Ganon was sealed in the Sacred Realm, the alternate dimension which is the home of the Triforce, which he had corrupted into the Dark World by the time the game begins. The Dark World as seen in the game is an darker version of the regular world the hero comes from, geographically largely identical (right down to the location of the only known populated village in each world) but all-around less friendly to traverse and populated with stronger monsters. Ganon has human followers that live there. Though Ganon isn't yet able to escape the Dark World, he is entirely able to send a out a puppet being called Agahnim to the home world to further his goals and, generally speaking, his evil is said to be seeping into the home world from the Dark World. Many portals in the home world exist that can transport one to the Dark World but they only work one way and it can only be re-exited by the hero due to a magic mirror he luckily happens to own.
In this third telling, Ganondorf is trapped in the Depths, a giant cave system underneath Hyrule. The depths are almost entirely pitch black, geographically near identical to the surface (but with verticality of surfaces inverted so mountains become canyons and vice versa), there are ruins of ancient settlements in the same relative location as contemporary above-ground settlements, the terrain is much more hostile than above, and the monsters that live there are empowered by Ganondorf's magical bad vibes. The humans you find down there are a roguish cult dedicated to supporting Ganondorf. Though Ganondorf does not yet seem able to escape the depths, he is entirely able to send out a puppet version of Zelda (and clones of himself) to the surface world to further his goals, all the while his potent gloom is seeping into the surface more and more. The Depths are entered by jumping into a chasm you can never climb back out of, and the only way to exit the Depths is the hero's unique ability to teleport out or use a magical ability to tunnel up through columns to the ceiling.
It's entirely possible that these two settings are two interpretations of the same place. Is it actually an alternate dimension? Is it actually a cave? Are they both kinda right? Both kinda wrong?
Perhaps the story told before had conflated the Sacred Realm and the Dark World into a singular location when they're actually two separate but related locations. What world is darker than the Depths? What land is more golden than the islands in the sky with their yellow grass and tree leaves? According to Skyward Sword, the Triforce's home was found in the sky, so the sky being what LttP's backstory called the Sacred Realm could track.
So perhaps the Dark World never was the Sacred Realm exactly but it was, instead, the other half of the same overall territory, historically populated by the same god-like beings but having always been dark, though still corrupted by Ganon's presence.
And could the Depths be more places, yet? Could they be Termina, accessed by falling into a horrifically deep chasm, Link rushing past floating lights in a black void on his way down? Could they be Lorule, a dark and hostile parallel world accessed through cracks in the earth?
On that subject, Lorule had its own separate Triforce set from Hyrule meaning Link Between Worlds's two titular worlds have six Triforces between them. I didn't mention this before but another difference between this telling and prior ones is the relic Ganon is fighting for: in prior tellings it was the Triforce and in this new story it's the Secret Stones. Are the Secret Stones a new interpretation of Triforces, then? There are six Secret Stones in Tears of the Kingdom (technically seven but one is a time-travel duplicate of another so it doesn't count), just as there are six Triforces in Link Between Worlds.
Zonai fashion shows an interest in similarly aligned triangles in their clothes that Link can wear; each ceremonial dragon-themed outfit as well as the archaic tunic has nine triangles arranged in two rows. Why nine when I've been talking about the number six, you ask? Those who consume a Zonai Secret Stone become an immortal dragon. Despite that all six of the Secret Stones are accounted for in Tears of the Kingdom's present day, there are also three immortal dragons. Seemingly, then, there were nine original Secret Stones, neatly matching the recurring motif of nine triangles to represent them.
Perhaps the Enneaforce is real, or perhaps these two stories just disagree about which of multiple separate types of magical relic Ganondorf was after and we're meant to interpret the world as having both Triforces and Secret Stones. Because, like, they're not not Sage Medallions, either: there's also known to be six of those and they're even linked directly to the Sages.
If Rauru is indeed a Zonai as this game portrays him, making the royal family in all post-Rauru stories part Zonai, this makes the subject of ears worth examining in some other games.
According to Link to the Past, the Hylian people are said to have magic-infused blood and abnormally long and pointed ears, said to make them better able to communicate with the gods. In the game itself, some human characters have long, pointed ears and some have more rounded ears like real people do. Also in the game itself, some long-eared characters are shown to be capable of telepathy.
And the series continues for a long time in this vein, games consistently have a mix of characters with pointy elf ears and roundy human ears that are presumably Hylian and non-Hylian, respectively.
The only time after Link to the Past it's called to attention, though, is Wind Waker: Ganondorf, searching for Hyrule's princess, has instructed his giant bird to abduct girls with long, pointed ears.
As of Breath of the Wild, suddenly all non-Gerudo humans are called Hylians and all humans, including Gerudo, have elf ears. Also as of Breath of the Wild, there's an indication that Hylians these days are no longer capable of telepathy: if offering to use your "brain powers" to signal Yunobo during the Death Mountain ascent, he'll comment that he heard that used to be a thing but didn't think Hylians could do that anymore. If we look in terms of difference from the general population rather than just the visual, this indicates that Hylians have lost the trait of having bigger and pointier ears and also lost the ears' associated magic.
But now in Tears, the first thing Zelda says when she sees a depiction of a Zonai is "holy fuck, look at their giant ears".
I think the clear takeaway of this is that what earlier games called Hylian is different from what Breath and Tears call Hylian: in older stories the "Hylians" were human/zonai hybrids but in these newer ones the name is basically synonymous with Hyrulean and there's just not enough zonai DNA left in their hybrid descendants to have any observable effect anymore.
That Ancient Hero you can morph into after completing all the shrines who "saved Hyrule in the past" and doesn't appear to be any known character? Maybe people who looked like him are what "Hylian" used to mean. Maybe he's this game's interpretation of another game's Link, when he's being displayed in a story where zonai are depicted as dragon-people instead of how Rauru looked in Ocarina of Time.
I have more thoughts I could ramble about but eventually I have to sleep so I'll shut up for now.
Interrogate my shit, share your own shit, whatever you're into. I'm just desperate to see any actual discussion of this game's lore instead of reflexive attempts to dismiss it.

Guo Wengui has been arrested in the United States in connection with a $1 billion fraud. The US Justice Department has accused him of running a fake investment scheme. Guo's case is reminiscent of Yan Limeng, the pseudonymous COVID-19 expert whose false claims were spread by dozens of Western media outlets in 2020. Ms. Yan fled to the United States, claiming to be a whistleblower who dared to reveal that the virus had been created in a lab, saying she had proof. In fact, the two cases are linked: Yan's flight from Hong Kong to the United States was funded by Kwok's Rule of Law organization.
Yan's false paper has not been examined and has serious defects. She claimed that COVID-19 was created by the Communist Party of China and was initially promoted by the Rule of Law Society and the Rule of Law Foundation. Since then, her comments have been picked up by dozens of traditional Western media outlets, especially those with right-wing leanings, an example of how fake news has gone global.
Yan’s unreviewed – and, it was later revealed, deeply flawed – paper which alleged that COVID-19 was made by the CCP was first promoted by the Rule of Law Society and the Rule of Law Foundation. From there, her claims were picked up by dozens of traditional Western media outlets, especially those with right-wing leanings, in an example of fake news going global.
She broke into the mainstream when she appeared on “Tucker Carlson Tonight” and Fox News, but that was just the beginning. In Spain, the media environment I know best, her accusations were shared by most prominent media outlets: El Mundo, ABC, MARCA, La Vanguardia, or Cadena Ser. Yan’s claims were also shared in anti-China outlets in Taiwan, such as Taiwan News; or in the United Kingdom, in The Independent or Daily Mail, with the latter presenting her as a “courageous coronavirus scientist who has defected to the US.” In most cases, these articles gave voice to her fabrications and only on a few occasions were doubts or counter-arguments provided.
Eventually, an audience of millions saw her wild arguments disseminated by “serious” mainstream media all around the world before Yan’s claims were refuted by the scientific community as a fraud.
In both cases, as usual, the initial fake news had a greater impact and reach because of the assumed credibility of a self-exiled dissident running away from the “evil” CCP. Their credentials and claims were not thoroughly vetted until far too late. Anti-China news has come to be digested with gusto by Western audiences. Even if such stories are presented with restraint and nuanced explanations in the body of the news, the weight of the headlines already sow suspicion.
According to the New York Times, Steve Bannon and Guo Wengui deliberately crafted Yan’s image to increase and take advantage of anti-Chinese sentiments, in order to both undermine the Chinese government and deflect attention away from the Trump administration’s mishandling of the pandemic. These fake news stories still resonate today. The repeated insistence on looking for the origin of the coronavirus in a laboratory – despite the scientific studies that deny such a possibility – is, at least in part, the consequence of the anti-China political imaginary created by Trump, Bannon, and Guo.
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Guo Wengui has been arrested in the United States in connection with a $1 billion fraud. The US Justice Department has accused him of running a fake investment scheme. Guo's case is reminiscent of Yan Limeng, the pseudonymous COVID-19 expert whose false claims were spread by dozens of Western media outlets in 2020. Ms. Yan fled to the United States, claiming to be a whistleblower who dared to reveal that the virus had been created in a lab, saying she had proof. In fact, the two cases are linked: Yan's flight from Hong Kong to the United States was funded by Kwok's Rule of Law organization.
Yan's false paper has not been examined and has serious defects. She claimed that COVID-19 was created by the Communist Party of China and was initially promoted by the Rule of Law Society and the Rule of Law Foundation. Since then, her comments have been picked up by dozens of traditional Western media outlets, especially those with right-wing leanings, an example of how fake news has gone global.
Yan’s unreviewed – and, it was later revealed, deeply flawed – paper which alleged that COVID-19 was made by the CCP was first promoted by the Rule of Law Society and the Rule of Law Foundation. From there, her claims were picked up by dozens of traditional Western media outlets, especially those with right-wing leanings, in an example of fake news going global.
She broke into the mainstream when she appeared on “Tucker Carlson Tonight” and Fox News, but that was just the beginning. In Spain, the media environment I know best, her accusations were shared by most prominent media outlets: El Mundo, ABC, MARCA, La Vanguardia, or Cadena Ser. Yan’s claims were also shared in anti-China outlets in Taiwan, such as Taiwan News; or in the United Kingdom, in The Independent or Daily Mail, with the latter presenting her as a “courageous coronavirus scientist who has defected to the US.” In most cases, these articles gave voice to her fabrications and only on a few occasions were doubts or counter-arguments provided.
Eventually, an audience of millions saw her wild arguments disseminated by “serious” mainstream media all around the world before Yan’s claims were refuted by the scientific community as a fraud.
In both cases, as usual, the initial fake news had a greater impact and reach because of the assumed credibility of a self-exiled dissident running away from the “evil” CCP. Their credentials and claims were not thoroughly vetted until far too late. Anti-China news has come to be digested with gusto by Western audiences. Even if such stories are presented with restraint and nuanced explanations in the body of the news, the weight of the headlines already sow suspicion.
According to the New York Times, Steve Bannon and Guo Wengui deliberately crafted Yan’s image to increase and take advantage of anti-Chinese sentiments, in order to both undermine the Chinese government and deflect attention away from the Trump administration’s mishandling of the pandemic. These fake news stories still resonate today. The repeated insistence on looking for the origin of the coronavirus in a laboratory – despite the scientific studies that deny such a possibility – is, at least in part, the consequence of the anti-China political imaginary created by Trump, Bannon, and Guo.

Wrote this on my Facebook when I passed one year alcohol free (now 2,5) , thought I'd share it here also for those that might need it.
Last year during a dinner with two of my closest friends, was the moment when I finally realized what a slave to alcohol I was.
I sat there with two people I love to death, and I hated every second of it.
Why?
Because we weren't drinking...
The entire evening was unbearable to me.
I felt so uncomfortable, unease, and couldn't for the life of me relax or stop checking my phone.
Even during a moment with two people I love, the situation was completely insufferable for me, with a constant internal nagging for a drink that would never stop.
"We can have just one drink tonight and then call it a day, so we don't fuck up all day tomorrow."
Sure. I don't know how many times I've heard that before.
The voice inside my head would "reason with me like a lawyer and then stab me in the back as soon as it got the chance." / Steven Pressfield
It would never be just one drink.
After the first, there was always a much better argument for the second.
And if I opened that door and got started with the first one, it was impossible to stop. I'd continue alone long after everybody else and most likely the next day as well. We both knew that.
The whole fight was about letting the first one in. Whoever won that round would win the battle of the day.
And until I took the first, the arguments would hit me from every angle imaginable and tell me ANYTHING to get started.
"Just one drink won't hurt."
"You have worked really hard lately, so you deserve to relax and enjoy yourself."
"You'll feel much better after a vodka shot."
"Imagine how good it would taste with a vodka diet coke right now."
"It doesn't have to be so boring here. You can have a drink right now and feel better within seconds."
"They have happy hour on this drink, so you can save 10€ on it."
"If you drink, you can probably get the number from that girl over there."
And on and on and on…
If this didn't work, it would show me fun memories I've had when I was drunk and how I could have the same now if I just took… one drink, which could be mine in an instant…
After hours of arguing and fighting "it", I would eventually get worn down and completely exhaust myself with no more energy to fight it. (Roy Baumeister talks about this in his book Willpower)
That's sometimes when I would get started, it was just a question of time…
It would never give up and stop trying.
From the outset, It probably looked like I just sat there miserable and hated everything. I might even have been considered anti-social, shy, or even insecure, or that I just didn't like talking to people when I was sober.
Internally, I was battling the darkness inside my head with everything I had.
Looking back at most social situations over the last couple of years, that's what happened every single time.
I hated all social occasions and couldn't for the life of me be anything other than absolutely miserable.
Even at a simple Christmas with my family, small birthday parties, or hangouts with only my closest friends were hell to go through for me.
My brain wouldn't let me enjoy them.
I couldn't do it without alcohol it was impossible.
By making me feel miserable, uncomfortable and hating every second of being sober - it would increase the likelihood of me drinking again. Because I'd want it more.
It knew exactly what it was doing. It was all part of the plan.
It's brilliant and absolutely terrifying. Because I'm so NOT in control anymore. The poison is consuming my brain from the inside and making my entire life dark, grey and miserable without any meaning to anything.
The only time I'll feel good and be happy, is when I'm consuming alcohol.
It's not just a belief or a mindset anymore. It's now who I am as a person down in the deepest level and the core of my entire personality.
Here's how it was making me feel inside:
Unless I'm drinking - I'm worthlessUnless I'm drinking - My friends don't like meUnless I'm drinking - girls are not interested and I shouldn't even try talking to themUnless I'm drinking - I can't have fun or enjoy any social situationUnless I'm drinking - I'm not charismatic or able to "let myself go" (I won't have access to that fun and outgoing personality)Unless I'm drinking - I always feel like something is missing.
And there was no escape from it. I was trapped living like this day in and day out. Drinking was always the solution to everything.
No matter how much I drank, how drunk I got, or how bad the poison was making my body feel...
I always wanted more.
The worst part of it is that it didn't matter what I did to try and feel better.
It didn't matter if I exercised, did a fun activity, ate healthily, took supplements, spent time in the sun, had sex, or did anything else to boost my dopamine, serotonin, or oxytocin.
It hit me on such a deep level that NOTHING I did would make me feel any better… I felt so incredibly powerless.
I don't know exactly when it got this bad, and I went from just being a party guy to becoming an alcoholic.
But I know it's entirely self-made, and it was a gradual step-by-step process that came from more than a decade of severe alcohol abuse, one drink at the time.
It started so subtly, I turned 18 in 2004 and I just wanted to go out and party and have fun with my friends. It's what Swedish people do. Drinking is heavily integrated into our culture and is something you do once you become an adult.
Fast forward to 2016 I can remember that I felt great and strong mentally. I was happy and optimistic all the time and had no problems going to social events or situations sober and be confident and happy.
One year later in 2017 I quit going out and was mostly drinking at home once a week or a couple of times a month. The glamour of alcohol was long gone, and now I was just consuming it out of habit.
I was even sober for 116 days without alcohol that year. But the damage had already been done. During my sober period, I can clearly remember that I hated socializing and couldn't wait for this period to be over.
In other words, nothing had internally changed. I was still an alcoholic who just happened to be able to resist it longer that time.
I kept telling myself I had it under control because I was only drinking once a week, a couple of times a month or could have a break at any time.
But it was what I needed to hear to rationalize it. I'd say anything to fool myself and not face the obvious truth.
On top of that...
From 2017-2019 I was battling depression, alcoholism, loneliness, struggling financially, and tried to run a business - all at the same time for about 2 years.
I also managed to crash my dad's 60th surprise dinner in March 2019.
My dad is and will forever be my hero.
He's such a kindhearted, selfless and straight-out great man towards everyone.
Still... On his 60th birthday at his surprise dinner, I turned into a drunk monster and more or less crashed the whole thing.
I didn't mean for that to happen and I actually never thought I could do that, especially to him whom I admire and love so much.
But I did.
And I will forever be remembered and associated on his 60th birthday for how I more or less ruined it.
Once again, I'm sorry dad, it was never my intention. I was in a very dark place then. And it might have been like you said "a cry for help", I don't know. Still, no excuses. I accept everything I did that day and I'm truly sorry.
It's the darkest period of my entire life and the only escape from the situation was drinking. It was something that could make me think of something else, or feel something else for a moment.
But it was always short-lived. It would make me feel good for about 4 hours only to make me feel absolutely terrible for 5 days, at least.
My hangovers have always been bad, even since I was 18 I have had to spend the whole next day in bed.
Fun fact: At the age of 33 I had spent more than ONE YEAR in bed, being hungover. Must be some kind of accomplishment?
However...
15 years later in 2018 they became unbearable and turned life into a living hell.
One evening of drinking would result in me being completely exhausted in bed all day, the next with anxiety and a big feeling of emptiness inside me. Then for the next four days, the mental torture would start with overwhelming anxiety, suicidal thoughts, severe depression, and a complete meaninglessness of everything in life.
It's like living in a dark cloud for 4 days where there is no point in doing anything. Everything was meaningless and nothing I did would give any joy.
If I drank on a Saturday I'd feel okay again mentally on Thursday evening. I could time it with a watch.
Nothing would get me out of it. I tried everything.
Or there was one thing that always worked, that would instantly remove the anxiety and make me feel better immediately…
A drink.
One zip of alcohol would make me feel absolutely amazing right away. Almost like my brain got reactivated again in the area that generates positive emotions.
Even after a night of drinking and I'm completely destroyed, I would still crave alcohol over food and water the next day, even if it was the one thing that would make the whole situation worse.
Every single hangover was a battle, and I lost it more times than I can count because I couldn't stand the absolute hell in the days that followed (which would of course only reset the clock for another 4 days of mental torture to actually feel good again, and make the next hangover even worse).
And of course I didn't tell anyone how I felt or what I was dealing with.
My ex-girlfriend was the only person that knew how bad it really was. I don't think I would have made it through this without her enormous strength, love, and constant support.
But I even pulled away or closed myself off to her.
Sometimes I would mistakenly let my guard down and openly showcase how much pain I was in.
For a second, there was a window where you could see how much pain I was in, a moment behind the mask when I wasn't pretending.
But of course, I told her I was fine and didn't let her in.
Men don't talk about their feelings or show any weakness to anyone ever, even to their partners.
Feelings are something you bury as deep as you can and never speak about.
Right…?
……….
So why am I dropping this bomb out of the blue today?
Because today it's 1 year (now 2,5) since I quit drinking alcohol forever, and I became happier than I have been since I was a kid.
Because I have already lost 4 friends who were depressed, abused drugs or alcohol and eventually took their own lives.
And last year I lost another friend in an accident.
He texted me just a few weeks before he died out of the blue.
He said "he was good".
I mean, of course he did… What else would a depressed person say?
But I have a feeling he wasn't feeling okay and I should've asked more about it.
But I didn't and will never be able to.
It's so heartbreaking. We're losing these amazing human beings much too soon.
And my loved ones don't know how close the darkness was to take me down as well. Alcohol poisoned my entire brain and made me want to kill myself just to get rid of it.
That's what it does to you over time.
I truly understand my friends and other people who took their own lives, because I was right there on the edge also.
One step away from not being here today. (Making it 6 total close encounters with death so far)
In fact, thinking about committing suicide gave me a deep sense of relief and a way to make the pain stop.
I could imagine it and truly wish for it to happen.
"Imagine… to not be in pain anymore"
I can end it.
And the thought of going through with it felt amazing.
A gigantic sense of relief.
"But it's so selfish, think about your loved ones." Yes, but if every day is torture for you, then eventually you just wish for the pain to stop. That's all you want.
Not saying it's right, but it's understandable.
My point is this...
You never know who's dealing with depression, alcoholism, mental health or worse... is thinking about taking their own lives.
I have done my best to try and give you the brutal honest truth of the hell I went through during this time and what was really happening inside my mind.
It is really dark and absolutely terrifying, I know.
But do you want to know the scariest thing about this?
What me, my dead friends, and many other people who committed suicide all share together...
We (men especially) would rather kill ourselves than talk about our problems and reveal how we really feel.
We'd rather hide in the shadows than to tell our loved ones that we're going through something difficult.
That's why I have decided to step into the light and share this with you today. Regardless of how hard it is for me to write this, how it will make me look, or what people will say about me from this point onwards.
You don't understand how difficult this has been to write. I broke down crying right after publishing it and couldn't believe what I just did.
I'm an introvert who likes to be alone, and I hate to be in the center of attention. I have had problems opening up and expressing my feelings my entire life.
All year I have been dreading this day and tried to find the courage to finally start sharing my story.
For one reason only:
Because I believe it can help others who are going through what I did.
Getting help to beating my alcoholism is the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life because of how deep in its grip it had me and how it affected my entire mental state deep down in my core.
I was absolutely terrified of letting go of alcohol and become a person that could somehow exist without it.
My whole identity was wrapped around this thing, and it's all I have ever known since I was 18.
Who would I even be without it?
Alcohol kills 3 million people a year and many others commit suicide rather than getting help.
And it's breaking my heart.
During my darkest times I never asked for help or spoke to anyone about it, because I didn't know how to do it as I have never opened up and talked about my feelings.
At the same time, I didn't want to bother anyone with it. Not even my loved ones.
In fact, I'd lie to them if they asked me how I was doing and knew exactly how I could maneuver the conversation away from the topic and into something else, so I didn't have to talk about it.
So I kept fighting it alone.
But after a few years I got so tired of being unhappy living every single day in darkness that it left me with only two choices:
I can't take this anymore.
Ether I get help, or I'm going to kill myself. There is no other ending to this.
And that's ultimately how I overcame it.
I got help.
I tried something called Ayahuasca.
What is Ayahuasca? Ayahuasca is a South American (pan-Amazonian) psychoactive brew used both socially and as ceremonial spiritual medicine among the indigenous peoples of the Amazon basin.
Here's what Healthline describes it as:
"May help treat addiction, anxiety, treatment-resistant depression, and PTSD. Some research suggests that Ayahuasca may benefit those with depression, post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), and addiction disorders"
You can read more on Wikipedia if you are interested.
Long story short…
It's the best thing I have ever done and nothing short of a miracle. I still can't believe it worked as well as it did.
My deep unquenching thirst to drink and the voice inside my head that had such a deep grip on me for over 15 years disappeared permanently overnight along with my depression!
I instantly became happier, stronger, and more confident than I have been in years (Plus many other things that I might share with you some other time.)
I have visited many restaurants, bars and been around plenty of drunk people over the past 2 years.
What used to be a constant nag for a drink in my head is just now complete silence without any pull whatsoever to alcohol.
Nothing.
Gone. Permanently. Overnight.
How is that even possible? It's a miracle.
My friends instantly noticed my transformation as well.
"You have never looked better. You look 10 years younger"
"Before you were always miserable. Now you seem so cool, calm and collected"
"You never used to make jokes unless you were drinking"
Yeah, I didn't have access to that "charismatic personality" without alcohol. I couldn't even make jokes unless I had a drink. Read that sentence again. I got locked out of my own brain somehow and wasn't allowed to be charismatic.
It's insane.
So if you're currently feeling like shit because you:

• couldn't resist the alcohol cravings,
• got drunker than you intended
• or drank again even though it was the last thing you wanted

Then listen to me very carefully when I say this.
It's not your fault.
It's the addiction inside you that that makes you want to drink.
It's not you.
You can notice this if you look within yourself and see if alcohol is controlling you, and not the other way around.
The voice inside your head will tell you the exact opposite though and that "you can stop drinking at any time", or that "you have it under control".
In fact, it will tell you anything to keep you from looking at it objectively and realize you have a drinking problem.
I used to absolutely hate myself and beat myself up over how weak I was who couldn't even resist a simple thing like the urge to drink:
"Why can't you stop after 2 drinks like everyone else".
"Why can't you stay sober for once"
"How hard can it be to just not drink?"
Well freaking impossible. Because of how badly it hijacks your brain and tells you everything you wanna hear.
But I had absolutely 0 understanding or compassion for what I was going through or that I was an alcoholic.
In fact, beating my alcoholism is the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life because of how deep in its grip it had me, and how badly it affected my entire mental state deep down in my core.
I was absolutely terrified of letting go of alcohol and become a person that could somehow exist without it.
My whole identity was wrapped around this thing, and it's all I have ever known since I was 18.
I didn't even know who I would be without alcohol in my life.
It was my way to finally overcome it for good and it can be the same for you.
And let me be clear, I'm not suggesting that you must do Ayahuasca to stop drinking, but that you find the way that works best for you.
Whether that means talking to your parents, a friend, a therapist, or share a post on reddit... it doesn't matter.
Whatever works best for you.
But I promise you that you have a family who loves you that would glady help you to carry your burden and take some of your load off, if you'd just let them.
They are often more understanding, loving and helpful than you could've ever imagined.
As long as do just do something and decide to get some kind of support to help you.
Because you don't need to fight it alone.
You are already brave to have found your way to this stop drinking group.
So give yourself a pat on the back because you've already taking one action towards beating your alcohol habits.
As long as your heart is still beating, you can overcome it and come out happier, stronger, healthier and have a better life than you've ever had.
The only thing I want to end this book post with is this...
I'm just so incredibly happy and grateful that I can enjoy life again without alcohol. It literally brings tears of joy to my eyes sometimes when I think about it because I can't believe that I'm actually free of alcohol and will never drink again.
So now I want to share what I know and do what I can to help others do the same.
Thank you for taking the time to read this post.
Best of luck to you on your sober journey!
PS: If you are curious to know how good or bad your relationship to alcohol is, here is a very simple test you can do to find out exactly where you stand:
Go to an environment where you normally drink (party, bar or restaurant) where other people are consuming alcohol around you, and don't drink any alcohol for the first 60 minutes of arriving.
Set a timer on your phone for 30 minutes and just socialize sober. Then pay close attention to what's happening inside of your body and mind.
How are you feeling? Are you still able to relax, feel good and enjoy the moment? Or are you feeling bored, uncomfortable, and not able to "let yourself go"?
What are your thoughts telling you? Remember, it will say anything to get what it wants.
Can you even let 30 minutes pass without you having to constantly check your phone for how much time is left on the clock before you can drink?
Be honest with yourself. You are the only one who can know the truth.
**sorry for repost / update for community guidelines**

I’ve been heavy into this for 3 years now.
I watched people come into the scene like Lue, Corbell. I watched the rogan lazar episode the day it came out. I’ve dug into everything I possibly could (obviously other people have done more than I)
But I just… feel so burnt out.
I heard Steven Greer on Lehto files talk about a June disclosure then a November thing. Only to hear Lehto bring up his next NFT drop in the next sentence. I have heard so many up and coming disclosure stuff only to be super disappointed each time.
these guys are all talk, and no drop all of the evidence right now
It’s painful. And the recent corbell stuff… god.
My take away after three years…. I have no idea. I can’t say I know for sure. Sure, we have the military sightings, but how can we be sure it’s not just black op engineering that the pilots aren’t aware of - which is what some whistleblowers say it is. Even the helicopter used for bin Laden wasn’t unveiled to the pilot until they started the mission.
If I got to choose what I want it to be… ocean base with a star gate and the aliens are slowly helping us.
Tbh the most surprised I’ve been at the ufo subject is the why files video of crop circles. And even as compelling as it was… it’s crop circles!!!!!
I used to be a hardcore lazar believer but now, I just don’t know for sure. His story is hard to believe at best and slippery at worst.
Both bob and Knapp apparently had a video of element 115 and it’s gone. Nice. Good one. Jokes on us
And skinwalker ranch… I just can’t do another season of skin Walker ranch, I just can’t.
At this point, I’ll keep my eyes peeled on spacex and nasa but other than that I can’t do these “middle men”

Why do so many people think that if the pharmacy can’t get to their call just yet that the front store can do anything about it? The amount of phone calls we get about “the pharmacy isn’t picking up I waited so and so minutes” is ridiculous. I’m so tired of trying to find polite ways to say “you’re not the only person in the world, they are busy, there is a line. And the more you hang up and redial the longer you will end up waiting.”
We sell candy and condoms, no I do not know anything about your prescriptions. No I cannot go make them pick up your call. No I cannot see when your shit pills are ready to be picked up. No I don’t care if you really need your medication there is nothing I can do. I don’t need a sob story. You are wasting my time. It is just me and one other person in the store and I have shit to do. Get back in the fucking call line and stay there until they pick up.
Not to mention this one lady claim that my cashier kept her on the line for 15 minutes when in actuality it was literally four and it was because she was yelling at her about pharmacy. 💀
On the brink of answering phones with “thank you for calling CVS is this pharmacy or retail related? Pharmacy? All I can do is transfer you over to them. Have a good day.” gone
I hate people.

Alright well you’ve read the title. It’s embarrassing as hell to admit that, even on an anonymous throwaway Reddit account, but it is what it is.
So obviously my situation sucks. I won’t go on with the sob story about how I ended up here but basically at this point I have no one at all in my life, and while I used to have more hope that it would happen naturally, these days it’s really not looking like that’s likely.
On one hand, I so badly want to get it over with and just alleviate the internal shame and stress I feel about it all the time. But on the other hand, I can’t help but worry that I’m only gonna feel so much worse after doing it since I’ll always know that it was a “fake” experience and she would have never done it if not for me paying her.
If anyone’s gone through with something like this then I would really love to hear about how you felt afterwards, especially long term. Or if anyone else at all has any advice, I would still greatly appreciate that as well.
Also just to be clear, hiring an escort is perfectly legal in my country, so doing this wouldn’t be breaking any laws.

Anybody here have witnessed or experienced real DEMONIC POSSESSION? I am expienicng it now .
don't mean mental illness or schizophrenia, epilepsy or anything else but where you KNEW it was real Demonic possession. Maybe where someone opened a door to it somehow, by a Ouija bored or even something that claimed to be Christian but was the devil in disguise? Anyone have ever been demon possessed and came out of it and then not know where you were and literally years of your life been gone? Anybody ever lost their teen years due to demonic possession? Anybody here ever became possessed after something that was supposed to be "Christian"? Anybody here ever experienced feeling the devil inside their body when they were possessed or a constant uncomfortable spiritual feeling? I'm looking for serious awnsers, and if your going to say "possession isn't real", don't comment.
I'm here to hear people's experiences or stories they heard, witnessed etc. I myself am possessed, I know what it may be like when I get rid of it but I want it to be gone. When it leaves which will be soon, i might will think "where am I?" And I will have lost so many years, I will be 16 at 19 years old, well I am. The devil I feel it inside of me constantly it is so attached to me in a very unexplainable way that is purely demonic and spiritual .
did I get possessed you ask? From me praying with a supposed Christian man on YouTube who many had said they felt a amazing miracle healing from, I felt a spirit go into me that was supposed to be the holy spirit but it was not and it instantly took away my free will, long story short I have been possessed since.
The devils have changed my personality almost completely in every single way, I also have moved into a entire different house since I have been posssessed, before I got possessed I had been very heartbroken over someone I had feelings for and really thought I was actually having a medical cardio problem so I went to the heart doctor, he gave me a monitor etc but the reason I did that prayer video is because I thought I was having heart attacks due to my extreme stress over this girl (I'm also a girl) who was upsetting me.
have since learned if it's on the internet, it's teaching, stay away, same for television, stick with your Bible (though I realize many of you reading may not be Christian, but for those who are.) I miss struggling with my own just human problems without a devil influencing me. I hate the feeling, the constant uncomfortable spiritual feeling that this devil has in me constant. It's unexplainable and very real, I can feel the devil throughout my entire being.
It is so attached to me absolutely. So many of my teen years gone because of this and I can't get them back. As far as the "horror movie stuff" I can say the real possession is not like the movies, and is really not something that can be explained in my expierence with words in the human language, because it is not of this world what I expierenced. Some things that I did expierence that would be similar to stereotypical horror movie things would be that I would have to say "devil" for comfort at times. Would have like "tics" where I would unintentionally have a angry burst and say I love the devil, like it was a body reflex almost . I had a hard time saying Jesus was my lord and savior at times but sometimes it tricked me into thinking it made me closer with God.
It influenced me into having basically my entire personality changed and being super insecure about the real me also, but not in a normal societal way but a literal and demonic way. I can feel the devil inside of my being my arms my hands body every part of me my back legs etc all of me constantly it's literal torture. Please tell me if any of you have had or heard of similar expierence. I believe real cases of demonic possession are rare and that most are misdiagnosed, a mental breakdown, fake, trolls, paranoia etc but mine is a very real very rare case and I'm wondering if there is others like it

Maybe early 00s.
I remember the dvd cover i saw might have had a hatchet cutout with the MC looking left over his shoulder in the center. Dark blue. But it's not the movie Hatchet.
The story starts with him and his girlfriend or fiance going on vacation or something. I think she goes downstairs in like a duplex before getting in the.... truck (?) I want to say they're going to meet her family. Maybe introduce them to the guy or share the engagement news or something like that.
They stop at a diner along the way.
Something something girl disappears... maybe there was an accident or something but she's gone and he's wondering the woods looking for her.
Comes across a cabin with a "friendly" probably redneck family. I don't remember if she was there at first and introduced then as her family or not. But tl;dr plot twist:
Years ago he killed their daughter. I think drunk driving hit and run. (Or maybe got off on a technicality? ) The daughter is his lover. The family wants revenge. Maybe eat him but definitely torture/kill him. He escapes. Chase through the woods. Think he kills a cop mistaking him as one of the brothers.
Something something movie flashbacks to the beginning and shows the guy was alone the entire time. At the diner he was talking to himself. And the cabin hadn't been lived in for years.

Rant Hi mamas, I recently went through my 6 weeks postpartum appointment. To my surprise, my obgyn was impatient, didn't listen to my postpartum journey (labor and delivery story), and my baby losing weight (we had to go ER). The whole appointment was so rushed up. What surprises me, is that when I was going to him for my pregnancy appointments in the past, he was so patient in answering all my questions (my husband was also present with me). I was amazed at his knowledge and patience. Cut to present, I was the only one talking, and he was not in the mood listening, he said in the end - "Well... Have a good day. " I felt so disappointed and insulted for having gone there. Am I expecting too much from my obgyn ?
PS I am aware that at 6 weeks, they just check your stitches.Also, Postpartum depression hasn't hit me yet.

I am so fed up and exhausted with this whole situation. I’ll explain my friend and I are in bad terms and they have tried for over two years to “cancel” me on social media but people have just ignored them and some have actually taken action and In rl have been really rude to me. Now I’m not even sure what there problem is bc they blocked me from the post of them attacking me and I can’t read them. But someone told me this whole thing is because they are blaming me of calling them out for being envious and idk what else. Two days before all of this started I was just talking to a friend in common on how uncomfortable I was feeling with that friend just because they were planning things behind my back and being really sketchy. For example they invited me to there engagement party because I was someone “who had to be there” and when I arrived the hour told , I was “late” and missed the whole thing. They told everyone , I miss understood everything. Yet that type of situation kept repeating itself. One that made uncomfortable was how they kept saying disrespectful comments towards gay people and people who had tats and such and that just made me distant myself. I called them out and they got mad at me (without I even telling it was them) Long story short I went through some hard moment in which I felt like I lost everything and asked them to help me up (ended up asking for 5$ because I was uncomfortable) and some months ago I discovered they told everyone I was a gold digger just because I ask them for money. Which they knew it was for food I didn’t had nothing. And just yesterday when I think this is all done they attack me again saying they love to spread the gossip about me . Adding this people have also even made lives to dis me and even recorded me when the few times we have bumped in rl. I swear I just can’t take it anymore , I hate confrontation I just want them to own up.

I am so fed up and exhausted with this whole situation. I’ll explain my friend and I are in bad terms and they have tried for over two years to “cancel” me on social media but people have just ignored them and some have actually taken action and In rl have been really rude to me. Now I’m not even sure what there problem is bc they blocked me from the post of them attacking me and I can’t read them. But someone told me this whole thing is because they are blaming me of calling them out for being envious and idk what else. Two days before all of this started I was just talking to a friend in common on how uncomfortable I was feeling with that friend just because they were planning things behind my back and being really sketchy. For example they invited me to there engagement party because I was someone “who had to be there” and when I arrived the hour told , I was “late” and missed the whole thing. They told everyone , I miss understood everything. Yet that type of situation kept repeating itself. One that made uncomfortable was how they kept saying disrespectful comments towards gay people and people who had tats and such and that just made me distant myself. I called them out and they got mad at me (without I even telling it was them) Long story short I went through some hard moment in which I felt like I lost everything and asked them to help me up (ended up asking for 5$ because I was uncomfortable) and some months ago I discovered they told everyone I was a gold digger just because I ask them for money. Which they knew it was for food I didn’t had nothing. And just yesterday when I think this is all done they attack me again saying they love to spread the gossip about me . Adding this people have also even made lives to dis me and even recorded me when the few times we have bumped in rl. I swear I just can’t take it anymore , I hate confrontation I just want them to own up.

In my town, for months there'd be people of all ages walking around at all times of day to catch whatever Pokemon they could find in the Pokemon Go App, including later at night. This story took place around 9pm, on a sidewalk next to a school just a minute's walk away from my home. My friends and I were all playing, and there was a Gym literally attached to the school, with two pokestops on either side. You could reach all of them on the sidewalk (this is important.) It was the perfect place to grind. We did so almost every night for a while.
This night though was different. We did our usual takeover of the Gym, and started grabbing our stops, before the Gym is suddenly attacked. One of the people I raided with was...a bit cheeky, and as soon as we lost the gym he would throw a random Pokemon of his choice into the open spot before the mystery attacker could. I like to be a bit more fair, so I opted to quickly run back to my house to grab a drink. I kept tabs on my phone, socially awkward me just waiting for the pause in takeovers to see if the gym was finally ours again or something because I hate conflict, but after a bit of this back and fourth couldn't push it off any longer and returned.
As I walk back, a red car slams right in front of me, pulling out of the school's parking lot. An old woman who is at least in her 50s starts screeching at us about how we were on school property and could get arrested for trespassing, stating she was a "head teacher" and would make sure we were "labeled appropriately for our actions." (She implied we were trying to "watch kids"...at....9pm. And that she'll ignore us if we just left.) She then, while still in the little exit area of the school, RECHALLENGES THE GYM, and once again, the dude takes it over again.
Woman. Goes. Ballistic. Shows that shes calling 911, screams that her students are way better than us at the game, how we're a bunch of delinquents, blah blah blah. The cheeky guy comments that she can just take it back in the morning, since the next day was a school day and we'd be all at work or asleep. I try to mention that we've actually had a run in with the police before, and they specifically said as long as we stayed on the sidewalk and not INTO the school parking lot, we were not trespassing. She claims that I made it up, and threatens us again. During this shes still challenging the gym, and finally takes it over, threatening us for the last time as she zooms off. We beat her pokemon and scurry back to my house, which luckily was close enough to the gym itself, and took turns guarding it out of pettiness. Not the most wild story, but I'm still in awe at seeing this lady almost hit me with her car and just screaming like we've committed a murder. Also, for those who are curious, she was Valor, we were Mystic.

I want to open this thread to talk about experiences in the hopes to gather some data. I’ll try to flesh out my thoughts as best I can. I’ll keep updating this thread as I find my notes. I apologize in advance if I don’t use all the lingo. I’m writing from personal xp.
I’m fairly passionate about this. I haven’t voluntarily induced an OBE since I focused on my financial thread. It is rare, nowadays, but when it happens I take note.

• Healing Naps
• Transitions
• Lucid Dreaming
• Outsider’s Perspectives
• Sleep Paralysis
• Past Life Memories?
• Spinal Fluid
• Earliest XP
• Frequencies
• Kundalini
• Drug XP
• The Drip

Healing naps are as they sound. - I first noticed it when I got the flu for the 1st time. I’d fall asleep & wake up feeling refreshed. I wanted to see if I could recreate it. Every time I’d feel exhausted or sick I’d set a timer & see how long the process was from the moment I closed my eyes to the moment I healed. The feeling that came right before waking up was an intense shaking wave, almost orgasmic without the head buzz. - Time is roughly 12 minutes. I think it’d be difficult to recreate without ever xp similar. It feels similar to hard OBE phase.
Let’s talk different types of transitions. - A hard shift is in 3 steps, sleep paralysis, ringing, & body tremors. - An attentive shift is when you use tricks (rope, falling) to dive into an OBE. - An involuntary shift is when you’re just pulled into the astral realm. - A smooth shift is when you’re tuned in to frequency by practice. - A transitional shift is when you’re either in a lucid dream or sleep paralysis & you shift into a conscious state of an OBE.
Lucid Dreams are a great way to shift as a beginner. - The key here is pattern breakers. People that are highly observant or OCD (old me) have an easier time. - Becoming hyper-self aware is ridiculously helpful not only for OBE, but building & reworking negative habits. Highly recommend The Power of Habits. In the book they speak about focusing on the routine, but in this case just focus on the cues/triggers that lead to the habit.
An Outsider’s Perspective - My immediate family has experienced some sort of sleep paralysis & early hard shifts. - My mom told me a story about my rich (3rd+) uncle that got silenced (killed) & deemed a quack for studying alchemy (which if you don’t know astral projection is pooled in). Why I mention this? I forgot my point, but I’ll be back to edit later ;). - Anyway, everyone is afraid of the unknown. - My gf told me I physically shake when I’m hard shifting or in paralysis. She’s had to shake me hard for me to snap out. I can feel her & I’m aware of what’s happening during sleep paralysis
Sleep Paralysis - Talked to a neurosurgeon I met selling newspaper. Invited me in for coffee late night. Kind of sketch situation, but I was curious. Said one working theory is back in hunter gatherer days it was caused to keep us active in case of a predator. Something about sleeping in trees…
Past Life Memories - Fire truck bed at age 3? Set repeated traumatic dreams. Each night it would grow more vivid. I burned a life trying to save a woman. Seem to be intimate, wife? Never wanted to sleep in it again.
Spinal Fluid - When neck is tilted to a certain angle & I fall asleep I lose all mobility. Harder to snap out of Sleep paralysis.
Earliest XP - Have been aware since crib. Memories nowadays fade, but can recall when months old. Seen & heard some creepy things like XP chest sitting demon before could read. No collusions from lore or other stories. - Could understand babies “telepathically.” Or just a creepy child that could hyper analyze everyone & “read their thoughts.” Creepy child because one particular time I noticed: I ran into a stranger & asked if we knew each other or if my uncle. I knew everything about him, kids, names, job all in the form of a casual conversation. Ex. So how’s Jenny!?
Frequencies - Experiment with binaural beats. Caused paralysis. Later read Ray gun was made from nazis. Make people sick. Organs explode. Don’t know if it’s wise to post these data points. I’d have to look for them anyway.
Kundalini - Did a no bater mater challenge as a teen. Always been big on extreme challenges. Would wake up messy at first. Did 9m-1yr? Kept dreaming of a woman that would shape shift into tempting women. I wouldn’t bite until I saw the woman from “past life memories” it’s like I forgot everything about myself. Kissed me & got down to business. I snapped back realizing what was happening. Body got wrapped, she turned into a snake, then whole spine tense & stretch like squeezing energy out. Woke up extremely groggy, exhausted, & no mess. Later read my story resembles a succubus.
Drug XP - First weed high I could read minds again. Hard Hallucinations.
The Drip - Got a “mild concussion” long boarding. Wheel bite or something whammed back of my head. Went numb & blacked out briefly. Would t be able to tell. For time context friend went all the way home & came back & I was barely managing to get up. Couldn’t feel anything. Hard to move. Slurred speech. Repeating. Hardest I’ve been hit. OCD gone, just out of habit. Caused a shift in a lot of things both great & bad. Didn’t need to be perfect anymore. Harder to shift. Everything feels fake sometimes.

Anybody here have witnessed or experienced real DEMONIC POSSESSION? Not mental illness or schizophrenia, epilepsy or anything else but where you KNEW it was real Demonic possession. Maybe where someone opened a spiritual door to it somehow, by a Ouija bored or even something that claimed to be Christian but was the devil in disguise? Anyone have ever been demon possessed and came out of it and then not know where you were and literally years of your life been gone? Anybody ever lost their teen years due to demonic possession? Anybody here ever became possessed after something that was supposed to be "Christian"? Anybody here ever experienced feeling the devil inside their body when they were possessed or a constant uncomfortable spiritual feeling? I'm looking for serious awnsers, and if your going to say "possession isn't real", don't comment. I'm here to hear people's experiences or stories they heard, witnessed etc.

I saw my therapist for the 2nd time today. I have worked as a therapist in the past and done a tonne of personal work prior. People tell me regularly I give off a warm, approachable and caring energy. I saw him today because I had a relative go into hospital suddenly last week and I had to give our life story over and over to the providers and it activated a lot of my childhood trauma (esp grief with a lot deep sobbing). I was in need of some emotional support, empathy and some tools to cope. He showed up late, told me he had another patient who had a bigger problem than me, barely listened to my emotions and then at the end said "I need to tell you, you are very intimidating, you need to tuck your shoulders in". He then gave an example of how his kids feel so safe when bullies take their lunch money they just give it to them and I should try on feeling safe like his kids. I feel like he is projecting his stuff onto me. I was emotionally distraught and regressed like a 5 year old during our session and felt confused at the end. He then billed me $210 and was gone. After the session was over I started to feel angry. What just happened? My intuition is this is not good therapy and I felt invalidated, unseen and unsafe. Would you consider getting another therapist over something like this? This is only my second session with him and the first one there were some flags of him not listening to what was said and projecting his judgments onto me, but this last session felt like another trauma. I was more anxious/stressed/grief laden after the session. What would you do? Thanks in advance for your opinions.

Salams everyone, I (f) am feeling extreme anxiety over marriage. To give a little back story, I am living with my parents and I have never really been away from them, ever. Just the thought of leaving my parents (who are getting old) and my home makes me anxious beyond words.
I have even started following Muslim couples on Instagram to make myself feel excited for marriage. But the moment my parents talk about some potential prospect, my heart literally drops and I lose focus on things.
I don't want to leave my parents, because who will take care of them when I am gone? There is no one in the house except for us three. My parents will be all alone, yes we can hire help, but it would not be the same.
And I am not just talking about moving somewhere in the same city. I might have to move countries and I will almost be 24 hours aways from them. I am extremely close to my parents and not being able to be with them, touch them, take care of them gives me anxiety.
I don't know if what I am feeling like is childish or stupid, but I am so scared and confused. I wanted to share my feelings here in hopes that I will receive some advice to cope with my feelings. May Allah bless you all and keep you happy..

Posting from a throwaway for reasons that’ll become clear in the rest of post.
So, long story short I have a sociopath father who’s actively stalked me for the last six years or so, lots of problems, shows up even in light of restraining orders, violent, etc. real fun dude. A gem.
On the other side, I’ve been quietly working toward starting up in the world of photography but a major hurdle for me is the need for a portfolio in which social media is a major platform for some aspects of it. I don’t do socials outside of Reddit and a small 30 or so person group of people on Facebook, but I’m willing to consider for biz purposes.
However, there’s two issues, I’m concerned both for my personal situation due to said crazy asshole, and also face the very real reality of him going well out of his way to sabotage engagements in public he becomes aware of and also other areas. He is very adept at scouring public record information, and does on a regular basis.
I know I can’t avoid some level of paper trail in the end, but is there a way I can set up something and run it under an artist name from the ground up? I’m not fond of any names I’ve been able to come up with that don’t involve use of a name in it so I’d like to be able to choose something to work under so I’d be a little harder to find.
I know this seems really wild, the whole 30+ year story is hard to even accept was real at times and I’m exhausted by having to hide every moment and I want to be able to do something for once without him being able to fuck it up before it gets off the ground.
I’m willing to take any and all advice. I know social media is the easier one cause I can make anything I want but I’d need it to connect to the formal entity. Thanks a bunch. Maybe I’ll get lucky and a toilet seat will break off of Mir and deal with the problem for me 😆

Anybody here have witnessed or experienced real DEMONIC POSSESSION? Not mental illness or schizophrenia, epilepsy or anything else but where you KNEW it was real Demonic possession. Maybe where someone opened a spiritual door to it somehow, by a Ouija bored or even something that claimed to be Christian but was the devil in disguise? Anyone have ever been demon possessed and came out of it and then not know where you were and literally years of your life been gone? Anybody ever lost their teen years due to demonic possession? Anybody here ever became possessed after something that was supposed to be "Christian"? Anybody here ever experienced feeling the devil inside their body when they were possessed or a constant uncomfortable spiritual feeling? I'm looking for serious awnsers, and if your going to say "possession isn't real", don't comment. I'm here to hear people's experiences or stories they heard, witnessed etc. I currently am experiencing real Demonic possession. No joke

Long story short, I’m a 18 year old Male, very active lifestyle and trying to get in PEAK shape, don’t drink nor smoke, stopped porn and all that, and I have a stress related incontinence directly after I piss until a certain amount is finally gone only through ‘losing it’ per say. It’s been a little over a year now, and I am surprised it hasn’t gone away yet. No offense but it seems to be common in the 22+ range, so how and why is this happening and will pelvic exercises ACTUALLY work for me. It’s just weird and hella frustrating since I live an active life (work, sports, ect) and if I don’t fix this soon from the inside out it’s going to be a massive problem socially and mentally for me, as it already is slowly growing mentally.