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So apparently I have a unique situation regarding this position. I Am 29 with a child and married. My husband and I are wanting second kid within the next year (or so). My husband is in school at this time.
I currently work for a facility that uses Epic. I was sent an e-mail regarding the Project management position which I never responded to. About 10 days later, received another e-mail asking if I was interested. Went ahead and applied for it just to see where it gets me. Upon reading tons of reviews it seems very negative but it also seems that it is a lot of younger folks, right out of college, no children, etc... I don't mind a lot of work, I actually enjoy a lot of work. I've just never been away from my child for longer than 12 hours (while she slept).
I have questions that I do intend to ask the recruiter or HR rep or whomever. But Figured I'd see if I could get any answers here before taking the assessment tests and hearing anything further.

1. is the project manager position hourly or salary?
2. What is this relocation fund consist of? possible amount? If we decide to sell our house and move all the way to the Madison, WI area (where the mortgage would be significantly higher than what we pay now by about $1500-2500 more a month) will Epic help pay the cost or help with a down payment? Are there any requirements of where you can live, aside from moving within the 45 minute drive to campus?

• do they reimburse for any travel to and from office?
• What is living expenses like in Verona and Madison, WI like? (I did find the watesewage is roughly the same as where I currently live)

1. Do they have employee assistance of any kind? What about childcare assistance or even on-site childcare? (We've not yet put our 2 year old in a daycare or anything and likely would have to if we moved there simply because we would not know anyone)
2. What does maternity leave look like? Is it paid? minimum and maximum weeks off?
3. Do you accrue PTO/sick leave hours per hours worked or receive so many days available per year?
4. Will they work with you on spouse/child school/work schedule? what about child being sick?
5. Can my spouse and child(ren) travel with me, provided we pay out of pocket for their travel expense?

Thank you for any help!

Hey everyone!
I'm currently in the process of planning to buy a house in Pune next year and I'm hoping to find a nice 2bhk within my budget of around 80 lakhs. My workplace is located in Yerwada, so I'm looking for suggestions on some great areas to invest in.
Any recommendations or tips would be greatly appreciated! I'm looking for a location that is both convenient for work and has a good community feel. Safety and access to essential amenities like hospitals, schools, and markets are also important factors for me.
Thanks in advance for your help!

So, just bought a new house and have pretty much had to remodel the whole place. So before I start moving my stuff in (even for after), does anybody have their best suggestions for must haves or must dos to make homeownership easier? TIA

The economy is strong but voters aren't feeling it. That's a problem for Biden
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President Biden's first year in the White House has ushered in record job gains, unprecedented wage gains for low-income workers and GDP growth not seen in decades.#democracy
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But polls show Americans remain deeply cynical about how the president is handling the economy — and that's a problem for Biden and Democratic lawmakers heading into November's midterm elections.
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The president and his advisers routinely tout statistics that show how the economy is surging by most traditional economic metrics, seemingly mystified about why the American public isn't giving Democrats more credit for this boom.
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Last week, as the president delivered remarks on the January jobs report, he highlighted that in his first year in office, the economy created 6.6 million jobs.
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"If you can't remember another year when so many people went to work in this country, there's a reason: It never happened," Biden said, telling reporters to look at economic statistics dating back 40 years to President Ronald Reagan. "History has been made here," he said.
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But there's piece of economic data reaching levels not seen in 40 years: inflation. And that's an issue that Biden and his White House have struggled to address.
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On Thursday, new data showed consumer prices are up 7.5% from where they were a year ago. Inflation is at its highest point since 1982 as the cost for food, electricity and shelter soar.
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Biden didn't focus on inflation during his Virginia trip — despite the new data
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Shortly after the inflation data was released, Biden traveled to the Virginia district of Democratic Rep. Abigail Spanberger. She was first elected in 2018 in a former Republican stronghold by a narrow margin, and Republicans are working hard to flip the district in November.
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Democrats like Spanberger in vulnerable districts have urged the White House to spend less time on its proposal for massive spending on the social safety net and more time on inflation and other economic issues.
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While Biden briefly acknowledged that food and gas prices are up, he kept his focus on his plan, known as Build Back Better — arguing that it would lower costs for things like prescription drugs and childcare.
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"You want to lower the cost of living for people — lower them in these areas," Biden said about his plan.
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The plan has passed the House of Representatives, but seems all but dead in the Senate, where Democratic Senator Joe Manchin has said he opposes new government spending, given inflation.
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Inflation is surging, and that's hitting voters where it hurts
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Despite the many positive economic data points seen this year, economists and analysts say that people experience inflation on a visceral level — and that gives it outsized influence.
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"Inflation is something people feel in a different way than they do other economic indicators," said Jack Lew, who was Treasury secretary during the Obama administration. "The price of gas is reflected every time you get a tank of gas."
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Larry Summers, director of the National Economic Council under President Barack Obama, has been sounding the alarm on inflation for months.
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"More unemployment is the difference between a job and not a job for 2 or 3% of the population. More inflation is higher prices for 100% of the population," Summers said.
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Inflation makes people unhappy in ways that are disproportionate to the actual concerns that economists have about inflation, he said.
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"People tend to think that ... higher prices are something that's being stolen from them," Summers said.
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In other words, people feel ripped off by inflation.

I am 39 Male been married for 10 years with a most amazing women that I could only dreamt of. We have a wonderful marriage and we are very happy with each other. She is very kind, humble and intelligent and we are deeply in love. Few days ago we were discussing about our future, our child and past experiences. Out of nowhere she froze and said can I tell you something very disturbing. I said yes and with tears in her eyes said when she was 12 years old one of her dads friend raped her in a marriage they visited. There were lot of close families in the house and kids were sleeping in a closed wall hall with mattress on floor. This guy probably in his 40’s came and started molesting her. She said she is sure because lot of blood came out. He kept touching her weirdly for next 3-4 days they stayed. She got very scared and couldn’t tell anyone which she never did until now to me. I was shocked but all I could think and feel what horrible experience she must have been and how did she cope with that. I quickly went and kneel on the floor grabbed her hand and told her to not worry as it’s wasn’t her fault. I empathized with her and crying aswell which I’m doing right now. She is asleep but I can’t think of anything but the pain she carried all these years. I asked her if it’s ok to know this guys name which she told me but maybe it’s not the exact as she can’t remember.
Can anyone tell what should I do? I always lived with a clear conscience. I’m a middle class man but at one time was homeless too but never stole 10 cents from anyone. Always worked hard. I really feel so bad what happened and don’t know what to do. Need help

Hello everyone,
While I have moved on and recently met someone new, I must admit that I harbor a lot of anger towards my ex. I do not miss her, and I wish she would disappear from the face of the earth. In fact, I wish cancer would take care of her. She has been like a demon in the form of a human with a Joker smile, and I would not wish anyone to have to deal with such evil, not even my worst enemies.
I have been struggling with a lot of stress and depression lately. I find that my mental state is affecting my ability to think clearly and perform well at my job. Her lawyer has been causing me a lot of problems, continuously litigating over anything and everything, even when there is no evidence of any wrongdoing. He has been milking her like a cow, telling her he can get her full custody of the children, and she blindly follows his advice. As a result, I have lost hundreds of thousands of dollars defending these baseless claims. My lawyer says these claims are worthless, and her lawyer is only doing it to bill her file, but I still have to go to court, which is causing me to lose a lot of money.
My ex has been trying to change the current 50/50 custody arrangement and has falsely accused me of talking badly about her to the children and missing their extracurricular activities (which I sometimes do due to my job). Thankfully, the judge told her that she cannot expect me to attend everything and refused to force me to take them to all the activities she signed them up for. I am not from the US and do not have family or friends to help me out. I lost the house to her and am now living in an apartment, and all I do is take care of the children and work.
I am afraid that if I change jobs or am required to work in an office, I won't be able to pick up the kids from school on time. She is unwilling to help and keeps enrolling the kids in activities just to make it hard for me, as her parents are retired and can take care of the kids while she works. I feel like depression is killing me, and I don't know how I am going to hold on long-term. We have two kids, and it's already hard. I feel like losing my kids is just a job change away, and any change in my job might lead to losing my kids. Plus, all these court cases are bankrupting me. I am fearful of the future, and it's hard to have a positive outlook, even though I try to be positive.
In addition, the attacks on my character are causing me to question my own identity. I have lost many friends and find myself alone because everyone thinks I am the villain. The truth is that I have done nothing wrong except for calling the police when she physically assaulted me. She then filed a TRO against me, but it was dismissed. However, I am still struggling with self-doubt and fear for the future, as her lawyer has painted me as a liar in court. They continuously speak ill of me in front of the judge, and their behavior is completely disrespectful. While my lawyer is kind and doesn't want to engage in their games, I plan to ignore her lawyers completely and only respond to the judge during my next court appearance. I am tired of her and her lawyers. I just want to move on, but she seems to want to hurt me and take the kids away from me.
I've been trying to take care of myself by getting enough sleep, eating a healthy diet, and exercising regularly, but it's been tough. If anyone has any advice or tips on how to deal with post-divorce depression and anxiety, I would really appreciate it. Thank you in advance.

I adored my husband since the moment I met him. He seemed so quiet and charming. He didn't talk much. He was going through a divorce with his ex. She left him and cut off most contact. He claimed she was jealous and unreasonable. That should have been a red flag.
Early on he took care of me. He was loving at a time that I needed it the most. Maybe loving is an exaggeration. It's hard to remember. Then I started to see that he would spend most of his time hanging out with his friends. Often times drinking. He would lie to me. Dissappear sometimes for hours or days. I began to understand that he was addicted to social media and pornography. Then I began to understand that he was unfaithful through chat and eventually I became aware that he was cheating on me.
When I discovered it and confronted him crying and screaming with the text messages he slapped me and deleted the messages in front of me and told me that what I had seen hadn't happened. He eventually admitted the communication but downplayed it. He stayed in contact with her. He continued the relationship at that time or a later date I'm not sure. But she reappeared in our lives.
Most of the time we've been together he has placed more importance on his friendships than on being there for me. He is chronically dishonest about even the smallest things. Over time as my anger has grown and I have confronted him he would choke me until I'd pass out. I think ive probably been choked until I pass out at least 50 times. He always says its because he doesnt want to hurt me. He just cant get me to calm down any other way. I sort of believe this because I get so angry and upset when he won't communicate with me, he ignores me, or he lies.
As he refuses to accept responsibility for his mistakes or make more of an effort to change my anger has gone through the roof. I am desperate for him to recognize that I'm smart and lovable and beautiful. He won't even initiate sex. I'm starved for love, intimacy, and sex.
He blames me for the issues in our relationship. But he literally won't talk to me. He says whatever he thinks will placate me in the moment. He doesn't help much around the house. He leaves me to take care of absolutely everything.
I feel like the mixture of infidelity, having my feelings invalidated, and the physical violence has driven me insane. I know that he is violent but when my anger bubbles to the surface I can't control it and I confront him. I beg him to show me some kind of love or caring. I know he can control his anger because almost never puts his hands on me in front of other people.
My family knows that he puts his hands on me but they don't help to support me to leave. They discourage me from calling the police. They leave me alone with him knowing what he's capable of. It's almost as if no one believes me and that makes me feel crazier. Surely if he was to blame my own family would support me?
He blames me for his lack of happiness but I don't see him doing anything to change his life. He expects everything from me but gives very little in return. He calls me controlling because I ask him not to follow, like, and comment on random sexy Instagram accounts. I have never been able to control anything that he does so this only makes me upset to hear.
I love him and I think I always will. I guess it doesn't matter whose fault it is. It would be better for me to leave. But I am hopeful that it's my fault so I can change and we will be better. I feel that this relationship has caused me to lose my mind entirely. Or that being choked so many times has given me brain damage.

So, just bought a new house and have pretty much had to remodel the whole place. So before I start moving my stuff in (even for after), does anybody have their best suggestions for must haves or must dos to make homeownership easier? TIA

I (20M) dropped out of college a few months ago after my bpd diagnosis was making my life miserable. I had to move back in with my mother because I don't have enough money to be able to live on my own. The problem starts that my mother (40f), being at home, wants me to do all the chores, knowing that most days I can't even get out of bed. Besides, I am usually the one who cooks every day, if she wants me to do all the cleaning and tidying up, I feel she is overdoing it, because her husband (40m) does nothing all day except look after my little brother (2m), which is not a chore, it is his duty as a father. I suffer from insomnia, sometimes I don't sleep and when I do it's 5am, then I get out of bed at 11am because of my sp yelling at my brother. Recently my sp has taken to the comfort of, when I wake up, he locks himself in the bathroom for an hour, then goes for a walk and then goes back to the bathroom for another 40 minutes. I love my brother very much, but I am not in the condition to take care of a child, he has a lot of energy and is very disobedient, I do my best job, but I am not a babysitter. I came back so I could try to improve my mental health, not to be the house maid. The other day I had a crisis, I went to the emergency room because otherwise I would have ended up very bad, and when I came back my mother instead of asking me how I was, she gave me my brother and told me that she was going to have a coffee with her friend. I told her no, that if she had had a child it was to take care of him, that she couldn't do like she did with me and leave him with a different family member every day. I'm not fit, I'm not well, I have instructive thoughts and I could hurt my brother if I let myself get carried away by them. Clarification: My mother and my sp take turns to take care of the child, he in the morning and he in the afternoon. I know my mother works and wants some time for herself, but she always does the same thing, when my brother wakes up from his nap she takes him out of the room, closes the door and leaves him with me without even asking me. I have my whole family telling me that I'm an idiot, that I should help my mother with the kid, that I can't be living for free in her house, it's making me feel really bad, am I really the asshole for not doing her those favours?

So, just bought a new house and have pretty much had to remodel the whole place. So before I start moving my stuff in (even for after), does anybody have their best suggestions for must haves or must dos to make homeownership easier? TIA

So, just bought a new house and have pretty much had to remodel the whole place. So before I start moving my stuff in (even for after), does anybody have their best suggestions for must haves or must dos to make homeownership easier? TIA

For the purposes of this story, I will be, for the most part, referring to people by the class they are playing.
Hello everyone! This is my first time posting here after being drawn here by , so apologies in advance if there's any poor writing.
I am relatively new to D&D still. I had always been interested in playing, but I never really had anyone to play with and did not want to join a random group. To scratch my itch, I watched campaigns on YouTube/Twitch. Namely the One Piece D&D run by Rustage. Due to that, I became very familiar with the mechanics of D&D but had never actually played in a real game.
However, recently an online friend of mine started to set up a campaign for our group. The primary purpose of this was as a sort of Trainer Campaign to help familiarize new players. Pretty much everyone in this game I already knew.
For obvious reasons, we all start the campaign at level 1 (except for one player, but we'll get to that). The first session was pretty basic. Fought a couple rats, nearly get knocked comically unconscious by them, it was fun!
The group was small at the time as not everyone who wanted to play was ready. So for session one the players were:
DM: DM My Friend: playing an Elf Paladin (who I will be referring to as Paladin) DM's gf: playing an Aasimar Sorcerer (Sorcerer) DM's Sister: the only person in the vc I actually hadn't met yet. They were a more seasoned D&D player, so they were starting the game at level 3 to essentially be a Co-DM. She was playing a Warlock. (Warlock)
And finally Me: playing a Warforged Cleric.
Now that the general context is out of the way, we can move to where the story really begins.
Session 2: At the time I'm writing this, this session happened only a few hours ago. I just can't stop thinking about what happened.
Unfortunately, Paladin couldn't make it to this game, but we actually got 3 more players to join us for this session.
Another friend: playing a Human Ranger A friend of Sorcerer: playing a Kobold Hexblade Warlock (calling him Hexblade) And A third friend of all of us: Playing a Custom Lineage, Half-Tiefling Barbarian named Gaston (this is important).
We're all part of an adventurers guild based out of the city we are all in. The session began with the guild master "assigning more newbies" for Warlock to mentor. Intro Gaston, Ranger, and Hexblade. We then received a quest to go check out a request to take care of a disturbance for a farmer and his wife caused by the local wildlife in a nearby town.
Upon the start of our trek there, Hexblade, like the little gremlin kobold that he is, says, "I want to climb onto the shoulder of the tallest member of the party." Who just so happened to be me and my 6'4 warforged.
To that I just thought to myself, "screw it, this'll be interesting." We arrive at the barn and the first thing everyone notices are the 7ft tall cobblestone walls surrounding most of the property, save for a few exits/entrances and gates here and there.
The walls turn the property into essentially two squares one of which is only accessible through a gate connecting the two areas.
The area is pretty trashed, and after a few perception checks, Warlock, Hexblade (still on my shoulder), and I all round a corner to see a bear just across the way from us.
Roll Initiative. (The order doesn't matter too much but the most important thing to note is that Hexblade is first and I am dead last)
Hexblade springs off my shoulder and engages with the first bear. We all gang up on it and it falls pretty easily.
Certain that it likely wasn't the only one, on my turn I scoop up Hexblade as I walk past him and we head just outside the wall through a secondary exit onto the fields. Immediately spotting another bear.
Meanwhile, Warlock went through the gate into the second area and also discovers a bear. Ranger had also snuck into that area and was now on an 8ft high platform so that she could see both Warlock and Hexblade and I.
Soon after Gaston and Sorcerer have joined us in the fields and we dispatch the second bear swiftly. Warlock then calls out for a bit of help as, even at level 3, she's having a bit of trouble soloing a bear. Socerer, who was closest to the entrance dashes to Warlock's aid but then:
Now the real fun begins. A fourth, significantly larger bear emerges from within the larger storage house.
Hearing all the commotion and too far away to get to and through the gate in a turn, I get a brilliant idea. A spark of genius, or one of stupidity.
Throw the kobold.
I turn to Hexblade and say, "you gotta trust me. Roll yourself as tightly as you can into a ball."
While Hexblade's player was absolutely on board with this, he figured his character would need to be persuaded. But after a successful persuasion check, it was time. I grabbed my little gremlin Kobold ball, rolled my athletics, 16+4. Hexblade soars over the wall and rolls for his Dex save to land.
Natural. 20.
He flies about as beautifully as a kobold can and lands right next to Ranger. Then, because Hexblade was right after me, he got to immediately throw a dagger at the now final big bear. Satisfied that we pulled off what I thought would be the highlight of the night, I prepared myself to make the long trek around.
But oh boy was I wrong. Not even 10 minutes later, Gaston flies into rage and decides that he is getting to the other yard, and he tries to crash through the cobble wall. With rage granting advantage on his strength checks, Gaston rolls.
Natural. 20.
Gaston absolutely catapults through the wall like The Koolaid Man or the Armored Titan. With his attack, Gaston pulled the attention of the bear off of Hexblade and Ranger as well as made an easy way for myself to join the fight as well. With its attention turned, Hexblade JUMPS ONTO ITS BACK and starts attacking with his axe. Warlock and Sorcerer blast spells, and I heal Gaston (he got knocked unconscious almost immediately after by the bear lmao).
The bear is looking weak and again Gaston, fresh off the ground, gets ANOTHER natural 20 for his javelin throw. This kills the bear and ends the combat.
Wow, this ended up being longer than I expected. I hope you all enjoyed! While definitely not the most crazy of stories I've seen or read, this was my first D&D event that I know I will remember for quite awhile.
Thank you all for reading!

Hello, fellow reactive dog owners! I'm in need of some advice regarding my 2-year-old intact boxer who has developed reactivity since he was around 8-9 months old. This started when we left him with a friend for 4 weeks. He was a very playful and friendly puppy before then, but since then, he has become reactive.
I recently started giving him 50mg of trazedone daily for 5 days, and I'm noticing some concerning changes in his behavior. While he seems very sleepy at home, his behavior outside the house remains pretty much the same. On the fifth day of taking trazedone, he seems more anxious and reactive than before starting the medication, and he also had an episode of explosive diarrhea today (although I'm not sure if it's due to the trazedone, as he has a sensitive stomach).
I've heard that Prozac might be a better choice for reactive dogs, so I'm reaching out to you all for advice. Have any of you had experience with trazedone and/or Prozac for your reactive dogs? Which medication worked better for your pup? Are there any side effects that you noticed?
Additionally, I wanted to mention that it's challenging to train my boxer outside because he won't accept even high-value treats as soon as we leave our building. I've tried positive reinforcement training, counter-conditioning, and desensitization techniques, but they only seem to work to a certain extent.
I'm open to any other suggestions or tips for managing my boxer's reactivity. Any advice would be greatly appreciated!
Thank you in advance for your help and support.

Saving money can be a challenging task, especially when there are so many things that we want to buy and do. However, it is essential to save money to achieve financial stability and security in the long run. Here are some money-saving tips that can help you:

1. Create a budget: A budget is an essential tool for managing your money effectively. It allows you to track your income and expenses and identify areas where you can cut back on spending.
2. Set financial goals: Setting financial goals can give you a sense of direction and purpose when it comes to saving money. Whether you want to save for a down payment on a house, pay off debt, or build an emergency fund, having a goal can help motivate you to save.
3. Use cashback and rewards programs: Many credit cards and shopping apps offer cashback and rewards programs that can help you save money on purchases. Be sure to read the terms and conditions of these programs carefully to avoid overspending or racking up debt.
4. Cook at home: Eating out can be expensive, so try cooking at home as much as possible. Not only is it usually cheaper, but it can also be healthier and more satisfying.
5. Buy generic: Generic products are often just as good as name-brand products but cost less. When shopping, look for generic or store-brand options to save money.
6. Use coupons and promo codes: Coupons and promo codes can help you save money on purchases. Be sure to check online and in-store for coupons and promotional offers.
7. Buy used: Buying used items, such as furniture, clothes, and electronics, can be an excellent way to save money. Just be sure to inspect the items carefully before purchasing to avoid any surprises.
8. Cancel subscriptions and memberships: If you have subscriptions or memberships that you're not using or don't need, consider cancelling them to save money.
9. Use public transportation: If you live in an area with public transportation, consider using it instead of driving. Not only is it usually cheaper, but it can also be more environmentally friendly.
10. Avoid impulse purchases: Before making a purchase, take a moment to think about whether you really need the item or if it's just an impulse buy. Avoiding impulse purchases can help you save money in the long run.

Overall, saving money requires discipline, planning, and patience. By implementing these money-saving tips, you can develop good financial habits and achieve your financial goals.

Skinwalkers in Rural Michigan
I recently purchased a 10,000 lumen flashlight to illuminate the surrounding woods as I walk my dog in the evenings. I have been hearing some strange noises at night, and I figured it would be nice to see everything that boxes me in as I walk Max, my dog. But boy was I wrong. I should have been afraid of what can't be seen outside the veils of my iphone flashlight. What was to be exhumed by my flashlight terrified me to my core. This happened a week or so ago, November, 2nd 2022, Harrison Michigan. The evenings were approaching abruptly now. It was only 8:30pm when I decided to take my golden retriever on one last shit walk before I got settled in for the night. At this time, in rural Michigan at least, it’s pitch black. I cursed underneath my breath as I opened the door and peered out. Fuck, chilly and dark. God, why haven’t I moved south yet? Max was timid this evening, which was so really unlike him. Very strange. The darkness emanating from outside my house poured in like a disease. It was void of any color. Upset about not replacing my porch light, I pulled out my new amazon special, this week it was a 10,000 lumen flashlight. Feeling its expensive metallic body in my hands felt exonerating, and the excitement to use it overthrew any bad vibes Max was giving. He whimpered as soon as the door opened, he then put his tail between his legs and shivered. I scoffed at his weak tendencies here, this was so unlike him. I turned this ungodly bright flashlight on and showed it forward. “For fuck sake look Max, nothing to be afraid of y-” I was cut off. My mouth gaped at what was in front of me. Shown in the powerful beam of the flashlight was a contorted lanky humanoid figure. It slumped down from a standing position and got on all fours like a person miming a frog. Then it jerked its head up and sniffed the air. Animistically. It turned its head and bored its stare right into my eyes. Then it darted into a bush on the edge of the woods. The edge of the woods that surround my entire house. I heard leaves crackle and watched the skin colored creature dissipate into them. I focused the beam of my light directly onto that bush. It was incredibly bright and the bush appeared like high definition from the immense light, especially in contrast to the oily blackness that surrounded me. The bush shaked ominously, like a predator was inside, shifting around. A familiar feminine voice came from that bush. “Please help me… oh god please help… help… help mee…” And the leaves rustled again. Max whimpered in terror and got between my legs. I grabbed the baseball bat that I kept beside the front door for just such occasions and held it beside my head in a “ready to whoop” gesture, the other hand on my flashlight. I shakily started towards the bush from my door. Max bolted inside, leaving me completely alone. “Helllppppp meee” the voice cooed. The soft feminine coo of the voice crackled a little this time. Yeah, almost as if something was masquerading as a female, and luring me in. I was about 6 feet away by now, I could feel the blood pulsating in my temples. Goosh flesh ran down my body. “Helllpp,” deeper voice “Meeee!” An elongated ashy white arm flung towards me at ankle height. I instinctively stomped down on it. I heard cracking and sloshing from underneath my shoe. I stepped directly onto its wrist. I heard a shriek from inside the depths of that bush and the hand sprung up like a trap being set off. The strength possessed by this creature was unreal, it slung me to the ground and began to reel me into its bush where it resided. I screamed, smacked the arm with the bat as hard as I could and then lost control of the bat. It fell next to me as I was dragged closer to the bush, now my feet were inside the leafy abyss. The voice turned into my mothers voice. The clawed hands grasp on me tightened with tremendous strength and the nails dug into my skin through my pants. “Help me Nathaniel. Your mother needs help. I can't walk.” Yeah alright. I shined my light into the bush. What I saw still makes me tremble. It was my dead mothers face there alright, but atop an ashy white skinned humanoid skeleton with backward joints. The arms bent unnaturally opposite of how they should, the legs were bent like a frogs ready to pounce. The eyes were milky white, but were extremely intelligent and they gazed into my consciousness. With all of my force, I horse kicked my deceased mothers face and heard a massive crunch as my heel connected with her masqueraded nose. A profane yelp of pain blasted into the darkness of this B.F.E. where I lived. The grip on my leg loosened just enough from the blow for me to break free. I shot upright and turned to the door. I dropped my flashlight in this madness and couldn’t give a shit less. It could keep it for all I fucking cared. I bolted towards the door, and as I reached the halfway point I was Illuminated by a blinding bright light from behind. Almost like a spotlight beamed right onto me. My. Fucking. God. That thing had my flashlight and was pointing it directly at me. “Helpp… Nathaniel. Help me son.” The light started to bob up and down. Whatever was holding it was lurking closer and closer to me, and was gaining on me much faster than I was to the door. So much for not being able to walk. I ended up winning the foot race miraculously. I jumped inside my door and slammed it behind me. I heard a loud thump into the door immediately following its closure. My mothers late voice came again, beckoning me. “Son. You know your mother has taught you better than this. Let me in. Please, my son.” The light shone through the window at me, blinding me. Seeing spots and now disoriented, I fumbled myself up and managed to lock the door. Max was at the furthest point possible from the door, glaring at the door trembling in fear. Three solid knocks from the top of the door frame. Then the light was gone and I heard a metallic clunk, the thing must have dropped the flashlight on its retreat. The light now was gleaming off a huge tree. I watched a tall skinny humanoid creature with long contorted ligaments jerkily run towards that tree. His legs bent opposite of how our legs do, and same with the arms. Then it bent down in the same erratic way that it moved, and got onto all fours as it approached the tree. It paused a second and peered up the trunk. His head swiftly snapped to my face. Its now black and sunken eyes stared into my soul. I froze in terror as it climbed that trunk, with its face directly bored into me mind you, like squirrel. Scurrying right up it, never leaving contact with my eyes. The light undoubtedly should be blinding his vision, but the sense of intelligence of it knowing my existence was uncanny. Light didnt hurt it. As it ascended it smiled at me, a predatory grin. It disappeared into a purple dot that was still in my vision from when I was blinded by the flashlight. As I moved my head to try to see the creature, I watched tree leaves russell and saw no more of it. Yet. I locked the doors that night and cleaned up Max’s accidents from not going out. At night as I was asleep, I was awoken by my mothers soft voice from right outside the bedroom window. “Let me in Nathaniel..” Then directly following this motherly imitation came a 10,000 lumen flashlight beamed into my face. I heard the window slowly open, but I was blinded by the light.

Skinwalkers in Rural Michigan
I recently purchased a 10,000 lumen flashlight to illuminate the surrounding woods as I walk my dog in the evenings. I have been hearing some strange noises at night, and I figured it would be nice to see everything that boxes me in as I walk Max, my dog. But boy was I wrong. I should have been afraid of what can't be seen outside the veils of my iphone flashlight. What was to be exhumed by my flashlight terrified me to my core. This happened a week or so ago, November, 2nd 2022, Harrison Michigan. The evenings were approaching abruptly now. It was only 8:30pm when I decided to take my golden retriever on one last shit walk before I got settled in for the night. At this time, in rural Michigan at least, it’s pitch black. I cursed underneath my breath as I opened the door and peered out. Fuck, chilly and dark. God, why haven’t I moved south yet? Max was timid this evening, which was so really unlike him. Very strange. The darkness emanating from outside my house poured in like a disease. It was void of any color. Upset about not replacing my porch light, I pulled out my new amazon special, this week it was a 10,000 lumen flashlight. Feeling its expensive metallic body in my hands felt exonerating, and the excitement to use it overthrew any bad vibes Max was giving. He whimpered as soon as the door opened, he then put his tail between his legs and shivered. I scoffed at his weak tendencies here, this was so unlike him. I turned this ungodly bright flashlight on and showed it forward. “For fuck sake look Max, nothing to be afraid of y-” I was cut off. My mouth gaped at what was in front of me. Shown in the powerful beam of the flashlight was a contorted lanky humanoid figure. It slumped down from a standing position and got on all fours like a person miming a frog. Then it jerked its head up and sniffed the air. Animistically. It turned its head and bored its stare right into my eyes. Then it darted into a bush on the edge of the woods. The edge of the woods that surround my entire house. I heard leaves crackle and watched the skin colored creature dissipate into them. I focused the beam of my light directly onto that bush. It was incredibly bright and the bush appeared like high definition from the immense light, especially in contrast to the oily blackness that surrounded me. The bush shaked ominously, like a predator was inside, shifting around. A familiar feminine voice came from that bush. “Please help me… oh god please help… help… help mee…” And the leaves rustled again. Max whimpered in terror and got between my legs. I grabbed the baseball bat that I kept beside the front door for just such occasions and held it beside my head in a “ready to whoop” gesture, the other hand on my flashlight. I shakily started towards the bush from my door. Max bolted inside, leaving me completely alone. “Helllppppp meee” the voice cooed. The soft feminine coo of the voice crackled a little this time. Yeah, almost as if something was masquerading as a female, and luring me in. I was about 6 feet away by now, I could feel the blood pulsating in my temples. Goosh flesh ran down my body. “Helllpp,” deeper voice “Meeee!” An elongated ashy white arm flung towards me at ankle height. I instinctively stomped down on it. I heard cracking and sloshing from underneath my shoe. I stepped directly onto its wrist. I heard a shriek from inside the depths of that bush and the hand sprung up like a trap being set off. The strength possessed by this creature was unreal, it slung me to the ground and began to reel me into its bush where it resided. I screamed, smacked the arm with the bat as hard as I could and then lost control of the bat. It fell next to me as I was dragged closer to the bush, now my feet were inside the leafy abyss. The voice turned into my mothers voice. The clawed hands grasp on me tightened with tremendous strength and the nails dug into my skin through my pants. “Help me Nathaniel. Your mother needs help. I can't walk.” Yeah alright. I shined my light into the bush. What I saw still makes me tremble. It was my dead mothers face there alright, but atop an ashy white skinned humanoid skeleton with backward joints. The arms bent unnaturally opposite of how they should, the legs were bent like a frogs ready to pounce. The eyes were milky white, but were extremely intelligent and they gazed into my consciousness. With all of my force, I horse kicked my deceased mothers face and heard a massive crunch as my heel connected with her masqueraded nose. A profane yelp of pain blasted into the darkness of this B.F.E. where I lived. The grip on my leg loosened just enough from the blow for me to break free. I shot upright and turned to the door. I dropped my flashlight in this madness and couldn’t give a shit less. It could keep it for all I fucking cared. I bolted towards the door, and as I reached the halfway point I was Illuminated by a blinding bright light from behind. Almost like a spotlight beamed right onto me. My. Fucking. God. That thing had my flashlight and was pointing it directly at me. “Helpp… Nathaniel. Help me son.” The light started to bob up and down. Whatever was holding it was lurking closer and closer to me, and was gaining on me much faster than I was to the door. So much for not being able to walk. I ended up winning the foot race miraculously. I jumped inside my door and slammed it behind me. I heard a loud thump into the door immediately following its closure. My mothers late voice came again, beckoning me. “Son. You know your mother has taught you better than this. Let me in. Please, my son.” The light shone through the window at me, blinding me. Seeing spots and now disoriented, I fumbled myself up and managed to lock the door. Max was at the furthest point possible from the door, glaring at the door trembling in fear. Three solid knocks from the top of the door frame. Then the light was gone and I heard a metallic clunk, the thing must have dropped the flashlight on its retreat. The light now was gleaming off a huge tree. I watched a tall skinny humanoid creature with long contorted ligaments jerkily run towards that tree. His legs bent opposite of how our legs do, and same with the arms. Then it bent down in the same erratic way that it moved, and got onto all fours as it approached the tree. It paused a second and peered up the trunk. His head swiftly snapped to my face. Its now black and sunken eyes stared into my soul. I froze in terror as it climbed that trunk, with its face directly bored into me mind you, like squirrel. Scurrying right up it, never leaving contact with my eyes. The light undoubtedly should be blinding his vision, but the sense of intelligence of it knowing my existence was uncanny. Light didnt hurt it. As it ascended it smiled at me, a predatory grin. It disappeared into a purple dot that was still in my vision from when I was blinded by the flashlight. As I moved my head to try to see the creature, I watched tree leaves russell and saw no more of it. Yet. I locked the doors that night and cleaned up Max’s accidents from not going out. At night as I was asleep, I was awoken by my mothers soft voice from right outside the bedroom window. “Let me in Nathaniel..” Then directly following this motherly imitation came a 10,000 lumen flashlight beamed into my face. I heard the window slowly open, but I was blinded by the light.

An upcoming windfall has got me planning an investment portfolio. I’ve been lurking here for a while and feel like I’ve learnt a bit. I’ve put together portfolio allocations of ETFs and I want your critique. Why is this a bad idea?
I’m 30M w high risk appetite. Optimising for capital gains not income due to tax benefits. Only other financial exposure outside of this is a house.
Here’s the plan:
Australian shares: 25% - 20% MVW - 5% VHY
International shares: 60% - 40% QUAL - 15% QSML - 5% VEU (to broaden geographic spread slightly away from US)
Thematic: 15% - 10% CLNE - 5% XCO2
I’ve been sold by the VanEck research on the quality factor for international shares, hence QUAL and QSML. Gone with MVW instead of VAS in Australia due to risk appetite and to avoid being overweight on the ASX top 10.
I know the thematic ones are little more than stock picking, hence the small allocation, but I’m happy to go long on climate.
Whatcha think?

I just came home with my boy friend or sex friend (idk which), my bed was a mess and I was cleaning it and he said “didn’t you just clean your room?” And I was like “yeah but that was a week ago and stuff piled up since then” and he responded with “well my house gets messy and I just have to force myself to clean”. At that point I went off, I told him how I have an actual inability to “force myself” to start cleaning, that I will tell myself I need to clean and be overwhelmed with guilt for not doing it, that my dad has raised me with that same ableist outlook and it’s fucked up that he said the same.
He acted like he was looking down on me for not trying hard enough, which really fucks with me, I’ve dealt with that my whole life and I’m finally at age where people respect my struggles and don’t hate on me, and there he was, saying that like it’s not something I’ve heard my whole life.
I kicked him out, we were going to hook up but he killed my mood, and I was respectful about and he was respectful back. I feel guilty like I overreacted, but I’m telling myself I said what I had to say and he didn’t really let it sink in, it’s okay that I didn’t wanna have sex with someone who made me feel so bad.

I've heard of peoples grandparents and parents telling them not to root for the dodgers because of how they ended up with the land, which they built their stadium on. Have you also heard of such stories? Me personally i first found out about this late into my dodgers fandom, and it honestly gave me a sour taste in my mouth. I've read the explanations from dodger fans, that the land was taken anyways, they just didnt know what to do with it, so they gave it to the dodgers owner. In reality they promised to build public housing and rehouse people, which was obviously a huge lie. Most of the blame goes to the government, but it still feels bad to know where the dodgers play today, used to be a vibrant community, and how the land is just 90% parking lot now.
https://laist.com/news/la-history/dodger-stadium-chavez-ravine-battle

I apologize for the translator. Guys, in a nutshell: 1. Let's help the Russian army end this conflict as soon as possible. Why is this important? 2. Instead of enriching Zelensky and burning billions, let's collect with you a much smaller, but very meaningful help and bring the end of the conflict closer. 3. In contrast to the Kiev regime, I will post the entire report on the money spent here. 4. I will tell you the reasons for collecting aid below. 5. Here is the link to the platform where we are collecting funds. 1,2) So, your governments have already donated huge amounts of money to support the Nazis in Ukraine, and how's that going? Yes, the dictatorship is still there, but how are you doing? Health care, welfare benefits, infrastructure, hell, even the Ohio State Railroad, maybe it would have been better to put the money into those areas instead of the Zelensky's bank account? Guys, under this platform we will be raising aid, not billions, but something that can help in making peace as soon as possible. How? By buying equipment for Russian units, which is something we've been doing for a long time. Later on in this blog we will be posting the results of our assistance and why we are providing it. 3) What does your government's money for Ukraine go to? Equipment? You supply that too, as well as other weapons. Now a whole commission is being assembled to find out. But. You and I will be very clear. Will we collect for winter clothes? will we record the material about the purchase and post the gratitude of the guys who received them at the front? will we collect for a quadcopter or a sniper rifle? similarly, no mythical "we helped", everything is concrete and to the point. 4) I am afraid that the Russian army has enough problems, and if it were not for us, the civilians who helped with their money, there would still be no such things as quadcopters, thermal imagers, jammers on the front lines. everything is bought with our money. that is why we decided to turn to you. Many have individual acquaintances in Europe, America, Japan helping us, but it seems to me that all this farce is costing us dearly. It's time to call it a day. 5) For now we will try this platform, in the future I think there will be other ways, but for now.