Jane mcgarry good morning texas

So, When I was younger, my mom would always talk trash about my father, saying he was a deadbeat and a horrible parent, but no matter what happened, my dad always made an effort to be in my life when my mother didn't. When I was 11, my mom moved to Texas, and since she had custody of me, I had to go with her. 2 of the worst years of my life ensued because my mother was abusing prescription drugs like Xanax and other painkillers. She doesn't even remember (or acts like she doesn't) all the abuse she put me through in texas. One example is her telling me she wishes she had aborted me. We moved to Washington after those 2 years, and I didn't want to move every few years so when I visited California for summer to see my dad, I asked him to get custody of me. Since my mom didn't bother to show up to 3 of the 4 court dates, my dad got sole custody of me (even if she did show up she would've lost because I told the judge about all the crap she did to me when I lived with her) my dad had gotten much better than he was before I moved (he drank a lot and had an addiction to painkillers.) He passed after about 5 months of me living with him on October 1st 2018 from heart disease and an overdose on the meds he was taking to get rid of his painkiller addiction because my step mother (who he was planning on divorcing) gave him more pills than he was supposed to take. I lived with my grandmother on my mom's side for about a year before moving back in with my mom because my grandmother was somehow even worse than my mom. My mom has gotten much better since then, but once I turned 18, I moved back down to California to live with my grandmother on my dad's side since all of my family members live here I've been living here since July of 2022, and I'm planning on moving to Wyoming with my girlfriend of 4 years next years and my mom is super happy that I'm making decisions for myself. I'm glad she's gotten better and she says she's going to move to Germany in a few years. I have a good relationship with my mom now as well as 2 of my 3 siblings (my dad's kids but not my moms) and I'm glad I at least have them to talk to about these things but I've been thinking about this a lot recently and just wanted to hear some other people's similar stories.

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Skeeter had made an error. Not a big one, but one that did have significant downstream effects. He'd assumed that he could visit enough of each planet to give a sort of general feel to each one's character in three or four days, but it was looking more and more like he'd have to extend the stay at Corvian Home for at least a weak. He could scarecely remember being so excited by making a mistake. In most respects, Corvian Home was wildly different from Terra. From its many small islands to its ever turbulent storms, to its mediworld gravity, it was unlike any place found on Terra. It still baffled him that the xenos thought Terran gravity was heavy. The in which it was similar had to do with the wide verity of culture, which made getting a general sense of the place a tad more difficult than planets with a more unified culture.
So, he had to ask Captain Vexkeed to extend the stay, which wasn't cheap. Additionally, it required the refund of any unsatisfied passengers who were on more time-sensitive journeys. However, it turned out that the majority of the passengers had apparently viewed the voyage as a "Sneaky Cruise," which made Skeeter laugh until he couldn't breathe when Captain Vexkeed told him. Likewise, when he told Suzie and Ivan, they found themselves completely overcome by mirth. Kip on the other hand couldn't see the humor in it. This, of course sent all three adults into the throes of hysterical laughter, which only further perplexed the boy.
The inscrutable, to Kip, Terran sense of humor aside, it turned out that apart from paying a fee to extend the journey and maybe five or six refunds, there was very little adjustment in terms of the We Bring Friends from Afar to Joyous Meeting making drastic changes to her manifest. Which was amenable to Skeeter's bank account, and his conscience. In any case, it let him fill out the itinerary with a wide variety of events from the local sporting events, to seeing interesting geological formations or particularly treasured vistas, to attending musical theater, to restaurant hopping in one of the larger cities with a conveniently cosmopolitan makeup. Even better, all of the things toxic to Humans, Doggos, and Lutrae were also toxic to the Corvians, so the risk of accidental poisoning was almost nonexistent.
"We actually discussed this in class last week," Kip was saying as the shuttle shook in the storm winds, "once a group went to a new island, the storms cut them off from the original group, except for the very few traders brave enough to fly in… well, this."
"That so?" Skeeter prompted genially.
"Yeah, for the most part I guess people would just float along with whatever everyone else thought, but I guess that's true for most places. Except, since they were separate and all, they didn't all go along the same currents, and so even islands that are pretty close can be crazy different."
"That, and it is ruining the landing shots," Ivan grumbled as he kept the camera trained on the trio.
"Well, back home rain's a good thing!" Suzie exclaimed exuberantly.
"Rain makes rye," Skeeter rejoined.
"Rye makes whiskey," Suzie laughed.
"You mean industrial disinfectant or emergency stomach purging doses," Kip said flatly.
"How'd you find out about that?" Skeeter asked.
"Greg George mentioned it in his book. He dumped so many doses in a glass that any sane person would think he was trying to poison someone with the fumes."
"Oh, I loved My Side," Suzie said, "It had always bugged me that the Lost Boys never got a fair say."
"Wait, isn't he a hero? He talks like you guys almost worshiped him…"
"It's complicated," Skeeter said, "I served on a ship with one of the Lost Boys once, Stephen the Line. It was hard to not be in awe of him. Hard to remember that behind the deeds was a man just trying to serve like me."
"Oh…"
"Were you discussing more about Corvian Home in the classes?" Ivan asked before the silence could turn cold.
"Oh, sure, lots. Like on this one island there's a big festival where they celebrate the harvest of these huge nuts, and then there's this island where they have 'Imitation plays,' where Corvians try to mimic exactly how the plays sound from other races. Tutor Brixvee showed us a video of one they coppied from the Star Sailors, and it was pretty cool."
"Do you figure she had lessons on Corvian Home since she knew we were headed here?"
"Of course," Kip said with a bitter scowl, "she's full of dirty tricks like that." His hosts couldn't contain their mirth, not that they tried all that hard.
Later that day, the intrepid travelers were in the throes of a local festival. They had surmised that it was probably related to local folklore, as various icons and masks were featured heavily, but the press was so active and exuberant, that not even the Terran implants could keep up, slaved as they were to the Terran compads with better translation matrixes than even the local networks. Therefore, three out of the four friends found themselves swept up in a feathered fury of dance and rough song, to their ears anyway, while the only clue to Ivan's immense pleasure at the experience was his swiftly wagging tail. Which the locals had no idea was the unconcealable tell that his exterior coolness was in fact, a complete sham.
The festivities seemed to show no sign of abating as night fell over the city sheltered in a rough and rocky crown from the storms of the sea, so in order to get a good night's sleep they were obliged to catch a local shuttle ride between islands to find a slightly less festive town to bed down in, and Suzie took the opportunity.
"So I hear Y'all's planet name isn't what anybody calls it," she said impishly to the shuttle pilot.
"INDEED, ahem, indeed. We know that you mammal-peoples, and the reptile-peoples, and the water-peoples, cannot do it."
"Come on, give us an example," Suzie said in that challenging, teasing way that made Skeeter both cringe and love her.
The pilot laughed, or at least Skeeter thought he, or maybe she? At least Skeeter thought that the pilot laughed, whichever sex they were. He had a hard time with regular Terran corvids, let alone these giant bird people that reminded him of the former. Then said piolet of undetermined sex made a weird clicking noise in the depths of the throat and said, "That is the name."
"I can see why y'all think folk can't do that. Hey Skeeter, why don't ya give it a shot?"
"No," he said flatly.
"Aw come on, it's their planet's name, you should at least try," she said with that wry smile she had that made promises. Promises that he had a very difficult time resisting for… reasons.
He then made a right proper fool of himself trying to replicate the sound by clicking his tongue in various ways before giving up and just saying, "I'm stickin' with Corvian Home."
After making a right proper fool of himself, the other passengers obliged to laugh at him, and Suzie turned on Kip saying, "Your turn."
Kip shot her a sullen look.
"Aw, c'mon, you gonna let these folk just laugh at Skeeter all by his lonesome?" she chided.
Kip downright pouted at her.
"Coooome oooooon," she taunted.
Realizing that she wouldn't quit unless he gave in, Kip also made a mockery of himself trying to replicate the throat clicking sound to the delight of all and sundry. "Shut up," he mumbled as he laid his ears back.
"Ivan?" she asked of her final victim.
He clicked his tongue once, and when Suzie gave him a pout he said, "That is as much as I am trying."
"Now you try," Kip shot at her.
"I know my limits, unlike you boys," she laughed to Kip's indignant sputtering.
Meanwhile, Jerry was having a less festive time. Instead of happening to land on an island that happened to be hosting a festival for one reason or another, he had purposely chosen the center of finance for his outing. He'd had a relatively uneventful series of meetings with financiers, entrepreneurs, and shipping guild heads, and various other parties interested in securing access to new markets for their various trades. It was all very productive, and very boring, and not for the first time he felt a stab of regret for the last time that he had interacted with Skeeter.
Even still, it was a satisfying day. There was a lot of troubling mentions of debts though. Jerry was no stranger to the lending industries of various planets of the CIP, and even had some Republican contacts in that realm, those who could stand his needling of the Republic's systems, but nobody he knew ever said anything about "debt masters" or "clan debt." Troubling indeed, but he chalked it up to clunky translation. Even CIP systems could have trouble with new languages, and he just knew that Republican datapads were inferior. They had to be, of course.
Still though, there was something about the references that bothered him. Something furtive behind the eyes of the avian people who spoke of either concept. Then, there was the fact that only those who were obviously startup businesspeople would speak about them, never the financers. Very troubling indeed. He resolved himself to investigate the matter if he could make the time the next day.
The following morning, the intrepid travelers went on the only "heavyworlder safe" zipline tours available on the planet, which just so happened to be in the heavily forested canyons and followed paths through the foliage designed to simulate danger. Skeeter and Kip found it thrilling, but Suzie found it merely pleasant while Ivan was actually bored by the thrilling experience. The man was pleased with getting a shot of kip chanting breathlessly, "Let's go again, let's go again, let's go again, let's go again!" Wile Suzie was more pleased to have sneakily captured a shot of Ivan's unamused expression as he sped along on the pullies.
"Sure, why not?" Suzie had said to Kip.
To which Ivan said, "Because is boring."
"What?!" Kip nearly shouted.
"You take ride in boarding torpedo, and you will be understanding then."
"The real answer to why not is I already booked a nature walk. There's this island where there's like this bowl formation full of flowers. It looks amazin'" Skeeter explained to Kip's dismay.
Meanwhile, Jerry was exhausted. He'd reshuffled the meetings so that he had mere moments between them to prepare, but he was good at his job, so long as his counterpart wasn't a Republican, and could get the proper contact details to the correct people for whatever the other party hoped to accomplish, so long as it was legal, and it all was. It was therefore by mighty effort alone that he had a scant two hours in which to seek out the information he sought before he would have to retire to sleep, or else be completely useless the next day.
He took snagged a gravcar and told the cabbie, "Take me to where you and the lads go for a spot of drink, or whatever the legal intoxicant is around here."
The cabbie gave him a one eyed beady stare and said, "Are you sure, mammal-people? The places we go are not the high class places, by the storms."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I might not look it these days, but I came up from w working family. My dah still makes fun that I lost my calluses."
The cabbie blinked twice and raised his crest. Jerry had no idea whether that was a good sign or not, but the blue plumed cabbie lowered his crest and blinked again saying, "Sure, mammal-people. I will take you there, but do not cause the fights or my clan will have share of the debt."
Jerry thought about pressing the issue, but something about how the cabbie's feathers had puffed out and still weren't lying flat convinced him that social lubricant was the needed thing. "What is the preferred intoxicant?" he asked.
"We smoke an herb. It usually does not work for mammal-peoples, so you might not have the fun you look for."
"I see, we also have some intoxicants taken this way, do you draw the smoke through water first?"
"Yes, do you mammal-peoples do this too?"
"It's called hookah, and has a long tradition in several of our cultures. Or bongs, which have a somewhat younger tradition, as history is measured."
"Maybe then you will get the happy haze and no fights will be started, mammal-people."
"Maybe, maybe. I'm just after a good banter, and the banker types are too stuffy."
"You are right, you are right, debt masters do not laugh when you joke, they charge you more interest!" the cabbie laughed, and Jerry fell silent.
At the, well, Jerry would call it a hookah lounge, Jerry found that the lads about avoided him and shot him suspicious glances, and also found that apart from a relaxed feeling in his limbs, the smoke had no effect on him. It was a pleasant feeling, and he could maintain it by taking a draw from the hookah every two minutes or so. It seemed that was a prodigious rate of smoking though, for eventually the suspicious glances turned to those of curiosity or even grudging respect. Jerry surmised that despite his rather drab coloring, they knew an expensive suit when they saw one.
Eventually, a clearly intoxicated Corvain stumbled over to his table and sank down on one of the cushions, "Why do you smoke so well, mammal-thing-people?" he slurred.
"I am used to a much stronger herb, and this makes me simply feel good. Does it not feel good for you?"
"'Course it do. Can't smoke as much."
"Wondering anything else?"
"You a Sneaky?"
Jerry thought about correcting the error, but another glance at the state of his conversation partner dispelled the notion, so he said, "Yes, but I am not very stealthy."
"It's just what people call you… dunno why…"
"I'm not botherd, I know the reason and it's funny."
"Funny?"
"Yes, do you know it?"
"Ish a meme."
"The first one of us that the Star Sailors met was mistaken for a pet, and they named him Sneaky."
That, as planned, brought forth uproarious laughter from the intoxicated Corvian who confided, "That's the kinda thing people-things get bristly about."
"I know, people-things get brislty about all sorts of things. Like the bankers, they won't tell me what debt masters are."
"They own clan debts."
"Clan debts?"
"You know, the debts you clan has, from like way back."
"Do you mean to say you were born in debt?"
"Sssssure, isn't everybody? Well, not rich people-things I guess, but ever-peoples I knowed."
"And these debt masters, they merely collect the interest?"
"Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"If you're not… if the job doesn't pay… erm… they so like tell you to do stuff."
"Involuntary servitude," Jerry said coldly.
"Yeah, that. The hatchlings get that rough."
"Explain please," Jerry said with cold intensity.
It seemed that the intensity of Jerry's gaze or maybe the soft quality of a hammer that his voice emulated, gave the Corvian some degree of sobriety as he stammered, "Yes-yes. The erm, the uh or-or-orphanages. The hatchlings there have no parents to provide for them, so the debt masters have them do something useful."
Jerry was very close to becoming a very dangerous man as he asked, "Are the debts of these children for sale?"
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes?"
"Where does one go to buy debts?"
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good morning friends, I come with a request, I'm looking for a couple of music videos which were of the trash metal or dark metal genre where in one some fetuses made from realistic photos of parts of the human body are killing each other and that the end only There is one that uses a very strange type of anime mecha robot and that is left looking at the viewer at the end with a face in the shape of a glans penis and the other video is of the same type, I think it is the same created where the music is more garbage and in the images a skull with mechanical parts predominates at which a dildo comes out of its head smiling, the video predominates in showing different deformed heads with many eyes or disgusting protuberances displayed with very strong flashes on a black background, it seems to me that they are from the middle from the year 2000 since I remember that I used to see those videos on my very popular ipod touch in those years before android dominated the world.

AITA? Early on in my girlfriend and I's relationship I asked my girl if she had ever slept with this guy that was a long term good friend of hers. She instisted that they had never slept together. He always called her "hun" "beautiful" and "sexy" and she ignored it. I told her she needed to tell him to stop and she did.
I later found multiple inappropriate pictures he had sent her, and even a video of the two of them having anl sx (dated a few months before we started dating)
I confronted her about her lying to me about it and she told me she regretted it and has tried to block that out and thats why she lied about it. We moved on from this.
He has respected the boundaries of our relationship for the next few months.
This past week I had been out of town for work, while I am gone we got into a big fight and he drops by unannounced the next day and brings flowers to my girlfriend stays for 15 minutes and leaves. I later find messages where he is saying things like "Good morning hun" and "how are you doing hun" ... she claims that nothing happened when he was here and my ring camera picked up that they were talking the entire time and nothing did happen..
AITA for still getting upset with her about the fact he is calling her "Hun" and brought her flowers while I was gone and she didn't do anything to stop him?

I'm typing from phone so please excuse typos.
A lot of drivers must be ignoring or cancelling pings here in our market because I noticed the algo got pissed off after I ignored just 3 pings and it forced me offline. So the drivers ignoring pings must really be getting to Uber. My acceptance rate is 63%. Personally I believe in the more rides a driver does during the day the less per ride UbeLyft should take. The current rewards crap in Uber sucks.
I make about $158/day and that's around $50k per year. I pay living rent of $300 to lady I give free rides to when she needs them in exchange for cheap rent for me.
I made mistake of selling my home previously. Mom and brothers live in home mom owns but it's always loud there and I left them for lady I now pay $300 a month to. Car is about $400 a month and gas is about $26 every other day to refill or everyday refill if demand is busy, insurance is $130/month.
I plan to save over $70k and so far I got $20k saved. I had a few auto accident settlements one of which was from uber. Winter months we make way more money and it's always busy. I'm more of evening to night driver. Haven't done mornings for a while.
I also have a dashcam app and have caught some incidents and kicked out people who threatened me before.
The dashcam incident in YouTube below is why I conceal carry and wear a slim bulletproof vest. I arrived on a $16 going my way ping to find two guys fighting and the pax guy with his lady get in but guy gets out again to go fight other guy in apartment and comes back with blood stain on his pants. He mentioned "I stuck the dude" and that means stabbed to some people but guy he fought wasn't stabbed. Young guy was feeling like fighting as they've both been drinking.
I got law enforcement background and cop buddies and I got out when he went back to fight him again just to be ready in case whoever he's fighting comes back shooting thinking I am with them and shoots at me too. I couldn't hit the gas on him and his woman after they exited my car because they left their stuff in my car as they both went back and dude with her went back to go fight him. Fyi Uber doesn't deactivate a driver if driver is justified in legal self defense with lethal force. There's a few cases of this. A wise idea is to have CC insurance for legal assistance in self defense. It's only around $19/month and covers you with lawyers. I won't link to one here but there's a few legitimate ones you can buy online.
I notified my sheriff deputy buddy of the fight the dude has been in but I'm just Uber driver and I didn't place him and other guy under arrest although I could've if I wanted to. I merely informed him fighting isn't good and to be the better man. I also notified my other cop buddies and the West St Paul police about what I witnessed.
The Sheriffs wanted to hire me but for $22, but I like sticking to Uber because I make $27/hr+ money fast and all day I make money, take break and come back again. My goal is to relocate to Indonesia after I save up a lot and drive Grab Taxi there. Indonesia has cheap living compared to US
https://imgur.com/gallery/HmcRMdB
https://youtu.be/vthLUpijh-U
Fyi in my state a person is allowed to wear a bulletproof vest as long as person isn't committing a crime and Ebay sells some executive slim vests I recommend for fellow rideshare drivers.
A Lyft driver from my home country was rescued by a Syrian man who recognized a dying person as that Syrian man saw dying people on the streets in Syria. Luckily thanks to the Syrian heros actions the fellow Lyft driver here in city I drive in was able to survive. Criminal who shot him and carjacked him was arrested and charged.
https://www.cbsnews.com/minnesota/news/lyft-driver-describes-helping-fellow-rideshare-driver-who-was-carjacked-shot/
In conclusion there's been a lot of Taxis killed and 1 rideshare driver shot and left for dead in our market. So myself and some other former and current aw enforcement from our home country drive Lyft and Uber so we can catch the criminals in their finest criminal act so we can show them our finest. We don't just let our own blood pay the ultimate price for $4.

Mary had three adorable little lambs. Their wool was as shiny as a silver at the centre of a lighting strike. Mary excitedly waited for the moment when she could spin their wool into threads....But one unfortunate morning, mary awoke to a dreaded surprise waiting for her,the tree of life, it was naked ,stripped of all its leaves and fruits. The tree was Mary's most precious treasure .Mary stood devastated ,the last leaf fell on her lap,she cried and cried relentlessly as everything around the world started darkening.
The little lambs tried their to make her stop crying and then,the sky,it started to roar,A cloud,it came down to the earth in that cloud were two messengers of god."Don't cry yet,there is no end to life on this world"said one messenger.Mary's voice changed to depict hope and she asked them"What should i do?"
The messengers,clearly amused by all of this jarggen, said jously "you know about the shrine of forest goddess in the mountains?go and collect the ashes of the fire burning at the centre of the shrine and bury it near the roots of the tree.the tree shall then sprout and live till the end of time.."
But,.....it was taboo,it was a taboo to touch anything that beloned to gods by mortals, how could mary possibly do that,she declined it,frown making the land scape face . Later deep in the night,mary went,she went deep in the mountains to search for the shrine.There was it.....The fabbled shrine,the that was shinning,golden light so vivid that it lit up the whole forests.Mary baffeled,appoached the shrine,her feet shivering, she snatched the ashes and ran back.......she had stolen the ashes from the fire,"will the goddess forgive me?afterall i am doing it for the greater good"thought mary.
The Next morning ,she buried the ashes near the roots of trees.The tree,it came to life,it....it was magnificent,even more beautiful than before,it sprouted,the golden fruit,the fruit of life.Mary was overjoyed,she was fazed by the beauty of the tree,alas....she turned a blind eye towards her lambs
Understandbly,The goddess was furious,it was,afterall,a taboo.The goddess decided to punish Mary,the goddess killed the youngest lamb of the three.The lambs begged for forgiveness but nothing softened the goddess heart."Oh! great goddess,what have we done,what is are sin to recive this judgement?"said the oldest lamb
the goddess laughed and said"Punishments are supposed to be unjust,punishments don't serve justice,they are there remind the innocents of there positions..... moreover it was the fate of the little lamb which had to be served,no matter what"
Fate?how electrifying......,maybe at the end,at the point of the destiny,at the top of the holy moutain, i would be able to pass the judgement of this word 'fate'.....

Not sure why I’m posting but just needed to share.
I [30HLF] adore my partner [31LLM], we have been together 6 years and he’s my best friend, he’s funny, kind and loyal but I’m struggling with the lack of sex/intimacy. We hold hands, cuddle and peck but rarely go further unless it’s scratching an itch for him (think once every 8-10 weeks). This actually makes me feel worse as it’s not him desiring me, it’s just him feeling horny and I could be anyone. The rest of the time I could walk around in lingerie and there’s zero interest.
It’s not just sex that I miss, I miss everything that goes with it. I miss lazy mornings in bed - talking, touching, I miss showering with someone. I want to buy cute underwear and explore sex together. Try new things, buy toys and have adventures. Touch is my love language and it brings closeness for me.
We had a good sexual relationship for a couple of years but he never wanted to try new things or sext or cared about lingerie.
I don’t have any intention of leaving him as I couldn’t find the sort of closeness and relationship with anyone else, it’s truly special. We’ve had numerous conversations about sex as well so it’s not like we haven’t discussed the issue. Plus I want to be desired not just ticking a box with sex and I know he doesn’t desire me. He has said that he doesn’t know how to go from being caring of me to find me sexually enticing. I don’t want to, or think I should have, to choose one or the other - emotional closeness or sex.
I just don’t know how to accept that the sexual part of my life has come to an end. I don’t want to open up the relationship as I think it’s intimacy and not simply sex that i miss. I just don’t understand why he can’t love and desire me. It makes me feel like there’s something wrong with me and I must be so hideous

So, one of my friends in my group, let’s call her Abigale (15), has a crush on a new member of our friend group, let’s call him John( Also 15). At first, it was just her taking an interest in him and stayed back just getting to know him as all the rest of us got to know him too. She then started to move next to him and was always next to him. I saw this and realized that she must have a crush on him. It wasn’t too bad, but it was noticeable that she liked him. We got together more and had more parties. I hosted a movie party with a fun activity before the movie. So, we were all interacting together, except Abigale. She was only interacting with John. John had his body pointed away from her, meaning that he did not want to be in the conversation. She continually left me out the whole time of the activity. Then it was time for the movie, as soon as John sat down on the couch, Abigale beelined right to him and sat down so close to him when the rest of the couch, which is a big couch, was empty. I was the last to sit down and when I went to get a seat, she scooted closer to him to the point where she was basically on top of him to make room for me. There was still not enough room, so everyone scooted back as I found a different spot to sit, but she did not go back to where she was before. She remained on top of him. She took pictures of everyone but left me out of all the photos. When I told her that I wanted to be in the photos and asked her if she could wait for me, she said she would take more, but she never did. To be fair to her, she could have forgotten but it still hurt. After the party, I told her that I felt hurt and left out and she got all defensive of her crush on John. I had to tell her that this was not me telling her that she should not have a crush, in fact, it is amazing that she doesn’t have that voice in the back of her head saying she isn’t good enough to have a crush or for someone to have a crush on her. She said she was sorry for making me feel left out and that she would make sure to make me feel included. (Spoiler alert, it gets worse.) So, we have this thing where we see everyone before school for an hour every Tuesday through Friday. I thought she was keeping her promise when I saw her for the first 5 minutes. Then she would go back to how she acted before. I didn’t think too much of it because I am better friends with someone else, so I just went to them. A different friend hosted a pre-party to a dance we were going to. Abigale was all over John. I kept on looking at him and he seemed uncomfortable, to the point where my sister noticed it and brought it up. Once we got to the dance, Abigale kept on dancing right next to John and he kept on moving and switching where he was. Time skip of about a month and I had broken my foot. I couldn’t move around as easily as I was in crutches and John was kind enough to move chairs out of my way each day for a week so that I could get out of. Abigale’s crush is to the point of obsession. She somehow finds a way to get the conversation about him and always says that we need to get together to host a party. I am DONE with hosting parties where both Abigale and John are there because she will ignore me and go to him no matter what happens to me. I have had multiple panic attacks in a row, and she was still next to him. She did look over at me once. ONCE. He seemed to care more than her. I have left the planning to her and other friends. She planned a movie night at her house, and I thought, “Oh her parents will be there maybe she will not sit right next to him to avoid her parents’ asking questions.” Yeah, no that did not happen. Her parents were upstairs the whole time, which my parents usually are too so that isn’t weird. But she still sat right next to him, and her couch is a lot smaller than mine, so she was on top of him. She was looking at him the whole night talking to him the whole night and not talking to anyone else. Our neighborhood hosted clothespin tag for all the kids 10-18. I couldn’t play, so I sat out with a friend. Once the game was over, everyone got up to talk and have fun, but she was talking to just him outside of the group. Go her. She is chasing what she wants. One last example, we had a lake day and Abigale was always with John to the point where I was left out. I was left behind on shore with another friend who also gets FOMO when everybody else was on an island in the middle of the lake. That hurt because no one came back for me and when they finally did come back, they came back for food. That hurt a lot. The rest of the evening she was always next to John unless other male friends wanted to be next to him. She only paid attention to John the whole time. When it came time for us to go home, I looked at her for a ride because we understand that if one of us gives them a ride to the place, the other brings them home. We gave Abigale and her twin a ride to the lake, so I was expecting her to give me a ride home. When she said she was getting a ride with John I was confused and asked her, “I thought that since we gave you a ride here that you would give us a ride home. How am I getting home?” She raised her voice at me, and said, “You’ll get home!” I was taken aback by her telling this to me one step below yelling and her laughing after to cover it up. This really angered me because I almost had no ride. One of the other people had to go out of their way to take me home. I profusely thanked the person who was able to take me home and her dad because it was so last minute and out of the way. The whole lake day was confusing because it was just thrown together with no real planning. There was no communication, so I texted her to get clarification and she gave a weak excuse that planning it was hard. There were no parents there. My parents were the only parents there. My dad was expecting all the parents to be there. There were no snacks or drinks. The only planning that was done was the times when we should be there. Over the course of John being in the friend group and Abigale’s crush on him, his body language is always pointed away from her in contrast her body language is pointed solely towards him no matter if we are in a group together or not. To me, it looks like he wants to be with everyone else and not in a conversation with her. John is a really nice dude, so he is not going to ignore her or put her aside to do what he wants. He isn’t Abigale. He actually thinks about other people. My friends are almost to an age where they can date so I understand that she is so close to being able to do something about her crush and ask John on a date, but we still have 6 months until he can date when she only must wait another month. Many friendships have broken because one friend got someone, and the friend doesn't like the bf or gf is getting what the friend used to and the friend feels left behind and forgotten about. I have told her that she needs to regulate her attention to both sides. She needs to keep the attention of John and the group the same so that no one feels left out or forgotten. I felt like that, so I told her she needs to not leave her friends behind for a crush. I asked my friend who isn’t in the friend group what I should do, and she said to ignore Abigale and if she notices, make up a random excuse as to why you have been ignoring her. If Abigale does not notice that you have been ignoring her, then talk to her saying that you have been feeling like she isn’t including you and you have been feeling left out. I have talked to her about this before and she did not change. I also asked my sister what I should do, and she agreed with my friend. I have been ignoring her aside from when everyone says hello and gives hugs. I have been doing this for a week now, even with school out and us not getting together in the morning, we have had parties the whole week and she hasn’t noticed. I even invited her twin over for a movie and told her not to tell Abigale. What should I do? Should I confront her about how I feel again?
TL; DR: My friend Abigale had a massive crush on my other friend John to the point where she is always next to him and ignoring the whole group to be with him. His body language tells me that he is uncomfortable being that close to her, but she can’t take a hint from him. I have ignored her for a week, and she hasn’t noticed.

To quote Social Distortion:

There's gotta be a heaven, cause I've already done my time in hell

• When The Angels Sing

I think I needed that good cry. Gonna get up in the morning and hit the rock climbing gym with my friends. Some day life will be easy, and I'm gonna keep going until it is. Stay strong friends.

Hi Everyone,
I(32 M) from Bengaluru(India) have been working in a MNC for past 7 years, in the role of a QA engineer(3 years), Test Automation Engineer and have experience on CI/CD . I have worked mainly on Jenkins, Robot framework, Kubernetes, dockers, basic shell scripting as my product required so and and I have designed and developed few test frameworks which along with our main product is a deliverable to customer and generates revenue. I don't consider myself technically strong but I make up for that with persistence as I have been regularly assigned with PoC kind of projects. This has given me good learning.
For past 2 years we are witnessing organisational changes, where in our work life balance has gone for a toss. I have been working 14-15 hrs every day and due to release pressure we are constantly being forced to work even on weekends without any benefits. Along with this I have to mentor 2 colleagues who take up 50% of my time as I'm leading this project and am responsible for the deliverables.
Now considering all this work, I feel completely drained physically, emotionally. There are no elements to my life other than work which I wake up to everyday. Recently My Manager has been abusing the hell out of me, pouring in more work and playing all sorts of mind games. We have a scrum meeting where he abuses me for all the good, bad and the ugly. Never appreciated for the good things but always finds time and space to criticise. I understand that's how corporate life works where in they push us into the corner to get more work out of us. I just make $17k(Rs.14lpa) for all this emotional turmoil and 80% of my earnings goes towards my home loan.
Yesterday he messaged me for a status update and I mentioned about the opertaional challenges we are facing and requested for an escalation and support. Contrary to helping me, he mentioned that I was in-subordinate and always delays the work and threatened me of removing me from the project which i developed from scratch and contributed extensively which other teams are also making use of. Frankly speaking he has idea what's the background I go through to get work done, but he chooses to ignore that and rant everday. I have developed severe anxiety, depression over the last 2 years and waking up everyday is a big pain in the a**. I have been on and off meds and have observed that anti-depressants completly steal me of myself. So I dont use them anymore.
Considering this toxic environment, low pay and most importantly seeing everyday of my Life going towards these horrible humans ego satisfaction in corporate I want to quit my Job on Monday morning. I understand getting another job and then putting down the paper would be saner idea, but I don't think I will have any sanity in me going this way.
All this may seem like ranting, but I have no one i could talk to comfortably about this. So don't judge me, just a spiritual being struggling in human form.
Im not sure I will get another job in the market with current recession, I'm not sure how I will manage the home loan and I'm sure my parents will not be okay with this.
Kindly request you all to help me get a better perspective with all these things happening as everything is overwhelming now. Thanks!
TL;DR: My manager is a pure breed c*nt, my raging anxiety/depression due to this is taking life out of me, want to quit my Job.

I want to try Muesli for breakfast since I have been relatively free of caffeine products from last 2 years. I usually drink Milk or have a juice in morning but thinking of trying Muesli with Milk. Now the issue is that they label "no added sugar" which is good but they all have "salt/sodium" in it which I believe doesn't go well with Milk.

Hi Everyone,
I(32 M) from Bengaluru(India) have been working in a MNC for past 7 years, in the role of a QA engineer(3 years), Test Automation Engineer and have experience on CI/CD . I have worked mainly on Jenkins, Robot framework, Kubernetes, dockers, basic shell scripting as my product required so and and I have designed and developed few test frameworks which along with our main product is a deliverable to customer and generates revenue. I don't consider myself technically strong but I make up for that with persistence as I have been regularly assigned with PoC kind of projects. This has given me good learning.
For past 2 years we are witnessing organisational changes, where in our work life balance has gone for a toss. I have been working 14-15 hrs every day and due to release pressure we are constantly being forced to work even on weekends without any benefits. Along with this I have to mentor 2 colleagues who take up 50% of my time as I'm leading this project and am responsible for the deliverables.
Now considering all this work, I feel completely drained physically, emotionally. There are no elements to my life other than work which I wake up to everyday. Recently My Manager has been abusing the hell out of me, pouring in more work and playing all sorts of mind games. We have a scrum meeting where he abuses me for all the good, bad and the ugly. Never appreciated for the good things but always finds time and space to criticise. I understand that's how corporate life works where in they push us into the corner to get more work out of us. I just make $17k(Rs.14lpa) for all this emotional turmoil and 80% of my earnings goes towards my home loan.
Yesterday he messaged me for a status update and I mentioned about the opertaional challenges we are facing and requested for an escalation and support. Contrary to helping me, he mentioned that I was in-subordinate and always delays the work and threatened me of removing me from the project which i developed from scratch and contributed extensively which other teams are also making use of. Frankly speaking he has idea what's the background I go through to get work done, but he chooses to ignore that and rant everday. I have developed severe anxiety, depression over the last 2 years and waking up everyday is a big pain in the a**. I have been on and off meds and have observed that anti-depressants completly steal me of myself. So I dont use them anymore.
Considering this toxic environment, low pay and most importantly seeing everyday of my Life going towards these horrible humans ego satisfaction in corporate I want to quit my Job on Monday morning. I understand getting another job and then putting down the paper would be saner idea, but I don't think I will have any sanity in me going this way.
All this may seem like ranting, but I have no one i could talk to comfortably about this. So don't judge me, just a spiritual being struggling in human form.
Im not sure I will get another job in the market with current recession, I'm not sure how I will manage the home loan and I'm sure my parents will not be okay with this.
Kindly request you all to help me get a better perspective with all these things happening as everything is overwhelming now. Thanks!
TL;DR: My manager is a pure breed c*nt, my raging anxiety/depression due to this is taking life out of me, want to quit my Job.

Hi Everyone,
I(32 M) from Bengaluru(India) have been working in a MNC for past 7 years, in the role of a QA engineer(3 years), Test Automation Engineer and have experience on CI/CD . I have worked mainly on Jenkins, Robot framework, Kubernetes, dockers, basic shell scripting as my product required so and and I have designed and developed few test frameworks which along with our main product is a deliverable to customer and generates revenue. I don't consider myself technically strong but I make up for that with persistence as I have been regularly assigned with PoC kind of projects. This has given me good learning.
For past 2 years we are witnessing organisational changes, where in our work life balance has gone for a toss. I have been working 14-15 hrs every day and due to release pressure we are constantly being forced to work even on weekends without any benefits. Along with this I have to mentor 2 colleagues who take up 50% of my time as I'm leading this project and am responsible for the deliverables.
Now considering all this work, I feel completely drained physically, emotionally. There are no elements to my life other than work which I wake up to everyday. Recently My Manager has been abusing the hell out of me, pouring in more work and playing all sorts of mind games. We have a scrum meeting where he abuses me for all the good, bad and the ugly. Never appreciated for the good things but always finds time and space to criticise. I understand that's how corporate life works where in they push us into the corner to get more work out of us. I just make $17k(Rs.14lpa) for all this emotional turmoil and 80% of my earnings goes towards my home loan.
Yesterday he messaged me for a status update and I mentioned about the opertaional challenges we are facing and requested for an escalation and support. Contrary to helping me, he mentioned that I was in-subordinate and always delays the work and threatened me of removing me from the project which i developed from scratch and contributed extensively which other teams are also making use of. Frankly speaking he has idea what's the background I go through to get work done, but he chooses to ignore that and rant everday. I have developed severe anxiety, depression over the last 2 years and waking up everyday is a big pain in the a**. I have been on and off meds and have observed that anti-depressants completly steal me of myself. So I dont use them anymore.
Considering this toxic environment, low pay and most importantly seeing everyday of my Life going towards these horrible humans ego satisfaction in corporate I want to quit my Job on Monday morning. I understand getting another job and then putting down the paper would be saner idea, but I don't think I will have any sanity in me going this way.
All this may seem like ranting, but I have no one i could talk to comfortably about this. So don't judge me, just a spiritual being struggling in human form.
Im not sure I will get another job in the market with current recession, I'm not sure how I will manage the home loan and I'm sure my parents will not be okay with this.
Kindly request you all to help me get a better perspective with all these things happening as everything is overwhelming now. Thanks!
TL;DR: My manager is a pure breed c*nt, my raging anxiety/depression due to this is taking life out of me, want to quit my Job.

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