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So yesterday me and my friends went to a party to which my girlfriend could ‘t come because she was busy but she trusted me enough to go.
So I go there and I’m having a good time when one of our mutual friends comes up to me and says I can come sleep at her apartment so I can be there longer.
So I tell my gf im going there and she says ok but not in the happiest tone and was really mad at me later on.
So the party ends and we start walking to her house when she finds a pill of ecstasy in her pocket and we STUPIDLY decide to take it (I’ve never done it).
We get to her house and take and a half hour later were laying in bed with her leg on top of me. I don’t know what got over me but grabbed her ass and boobs a few times, but I specificly told her no kissing because in my mind then it was ok to do all of this but not kiss or have sex.
Now she told me shes not gonna tell anybody and I really want that to be true, but I just dont know.
So should I tell my girlfriend and risk getting broken up with or just keep quiet and hope she doesn’t tell anybody.
And I should add I love her to death and I don’t know how I could let this happen if I could go back in time I would and just go home and not to her apartment.

Review the events of the day, and list any situations/events that impacted you. Pick the situation(s) that had the most impact on you and answer all of the questions below for each situation.
(Use a new comment for each new situation that you want to introspect upon.)
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1. What was the situation?
2. How did I react to the situation? (eg. Didn't go to bed to sleep at 10PM. Stayed up on reddit instead)
3. Why did I react this way? (eg. Poor self-control, addicted to reddit)
4. What was the outcome? (eg. felt groggy and tired throughout the day)
5. Is the situation positive or negative? (eg. negative)
6. Do I want to change it? (eg. YES)
7. How can I change it? (eg. Go to sleep on time)
8. What substitute can be utilized? (eg. Use tech in the morning instead of at night before bed; replace reddit at night with reading a book)
9. What are some ways of remembering when I am getting into this situation? (eg. Set phone alarm for sleep at 9:45PM. Turn off modem at 10PM)

Be honest. Be specific. Try to articulate why you felt that way.

After living in a toxic situation with my brother, he kicked us out and we ended up borderline homeless, moving between motels. When we lived with him, we started to look after the female pit he neglected. She was losing fur, had numerous bald spots, she full grown using pee pads for puppies, not getting taken out, and having a severe ear infection to the point of bleeding. I paid for the food and vet bills/medication to her ears fixed. Were still homeless but We’re apartment hunting right now and haven’t been able to find an apartment. my brother is abt to relocate in a few days. I don’t know where’s he’s going and doubt I will but I’m so scared for his/my dog and her health. She has severe abandonment issues, hides under the bed after any loud noise due to trauma, while she was with him she had constant ear infections, bladder infections due to eating plastic, and has neglected in general. When I checked in with her she was already developing an ear infection again with scabbing. I just can’t accept it if she goes with him because I know she won’t be ok. but I don’t know how to get her or if I should just steal her regardless of our living situation. What should I do? Is there a way I can get her after we get an apartment legally or something? I also don’t know what animal services would do.

Not sure what to say. I have a few minutes before bed to chat. I'm a creative type and do art etc, and am a huge nerd. I probably won't respond to empty accounts. Tell me a secret or something

Are they ok and still good to eat? I didn’t have ice for an ice bath, so I filled a large bowl with water then set it in the fridge to cool as quickly as possible. Welp, I forgot and went to bed. They sat in their bath overnight. I know shells are permeable, does this impact them in anyway? Safety, taste? U.S. eggs btw

-Pick three items from your closet and describe them; material, color, age, etc. Recall when you got it, memorable places you’ve worn it, and how it makes you feel.
-Who are your neighbors? Pick one or two and write about what they do, how your relationship to them is, or if you do not know your neighbors, what you imagine them to be like based on what you’ve observed.
-Write each meal and snack you eat for the day. Note the textures, colors, any memories the foods bring up, and how the meals made you feel.
-Take a walk around your neighborhood. What are some distinct features or things that make it stand out to you? Also note some commonplace things that make you smile while you’re out like cute dogs, budding flowers, or delicious smells.
-Pick a typical household chore like doing the dishes, making the beds, or vacuuming and write about it from start to finish. Contemplate everything from the lines the vacuum makes in the carpet to which corner of the fitted sheet you like to start with. Consider how (or if) you find joy in these tasks.
-What is the weather this week? Give a detailed accounting of it for a seven day period, including how it’s influenced your plans, your mood, or even just how things look different under different conditions.
-Check the mail. What’s in it and what do the letters or packages make you think about? Pick an item in particular to get granular with. If you don’t receive any mail this day, use your email inbox instead.

So last Saturday I woke up to being bit by a bigger than average jumping spider in bed. Likely is that I rolled over on it causing it to bite me. Happened on my neck and while the pain is long gone it left a decently hard knot on my neck. It’s not raised so you wouldn’t know until you feel it. Felt like asking here if it’s anything to be concerned about if the knot persists?

I use unfurled trash bags to fill in the gaps in my horrible curtains. They don’t cover the entire window, and since my bed is right next to the window if I didn’t use trash bags I’d have the sun in my eyes at 6am even if my alarm is set for 8am or later.
But I always had a problem with this mechanism, which is the trash bags (secured to the wall near the window with thumbtacks) we’re always becoming loose and the thumbtack would dislodge from the wall.
I recently secured the trash bags by putting the thumbtack in the middle of the bag, whereas it used to be right on the edge. And now my trash bag curtains don’t dislodge due to wind anymore.
So I’m sure there’s some physics reason, but why did securing the bags with a thumbtack more towards the middle of the bag versus the very edge affect whether wind could easily dislodge the thumbtack?
I don’t know if I’ve made this hard to understand, so I’ll be as plain as I can here. Imagine a piece of printer paper, and you use a thumbtack to pin it to the wall. You put the thumbtack on the very edge of the paper and pin it to the wall that way. It keeps dislodging due to wind. Then one time you pin the paper by putting the thumbtack closer to the middle of the paper, and it doesn’t dislodge anymore. I’m asking why that is.

Two years ago I developed problems with sleeping through the night. After 3 to 5 hours of sleep my head doesn't turn off anymore, even though it is exhausted.
I am so sure this started because of my mentally exhausting job.
Just now, I want to change the career path. I've been out of work for a few weeks now. Eating better than before. Two meals a day, while one meal is around 500-800 kcal.
I tried out a physically exhausting job. I'm still sore.
But my weight instead went up by approximately 100grams. It's hard to not think I gained fat. It must be muscle.
But still. I'm so sick of this. Crying because not sleeping well, crying because the weight goes up constantly.
I'm obese now. All of this because of this damn job. Please value your sleep.
The only thing that is left is to stick to is what the neurologist said:

• 2 hours before, no physically demanding activites, no coffein, sugar or too much water
• 1 hour before, no screens
• no alcohol
• get physically tired during the day
• stick to a routine of getting yourself ready for bed (drink a tea, shower, bursh teeth, read a book, whatever you like)
• if you wake up and don't feel tired anymore, get up no matter the time
• don't sleep during the day

I’m currently touring with capsules. Going from 30/40 GPD now I’m on about 12gpd. Only real problem I’m having is that the capsules can take ages to kick in. On a morning it can literally take up to 2 hrs. I think this may be to die with me not eating breakfast until mid morning maybe? Are they released slower or something? I used to “toss & wash” and always felt it within about 30 mins. Capsules help me dose correctly and ween off which is why I’m doing capsules. Advice would be good. Thanks

Anyone experiencing extreme muscle soreness and stiffness?
I'm 60 days out from vsg and the last 10 days it feels like I worked out too hard (I didn't work out besides walking). I'm talking when I get out of bed/car um stiff and sore all over, even arms. (Pre surg 258, surgery day 242, cw 219)

(Trigger warning for having a friend commit suicide)
I've been reading these posts all night and I've never felt so seen before. I've honestly been crying because I never knew how to explain emotional neglect to people. I feel like telling this story because I've never able to tell it to anyone... I'm 24 and this happened when I was 17, and the older I get the more angry I become about it.
When I was in highschool I had a friend who didn't come to school on Monday or Tuesday. On Wednesday two of our friends were in the counselor's office and no one would tell me why, which pissed me off because I wanted to be able to be there for them. That night I'm up until 1 or 2am doing homework in the kitchen and I get a text that reads "[blank] hung herself yesterday morning. She's in a coma and if she wakes up she'll be paralyzed from the neck down."
I remember running up to my room and sobbing as loud as I could. I grew up in a SUPER emotionally neglectful household. I cannot name one, single time that my mom comforted me. I remember crying from grief and shock with no worry of waking my mom up, because I thought finally, this type of pain will warrant comfort. She'll wake up and come comfort me. Except she didn't.
I woke up for school the next day and said nothing about it-- I was in a lot of shock, and I didn't even know how to bring it up. I always say that my household had no emotional infrastructure. There were emotions but no road for them to travel on, so I learned from a very young age that there's no feasible way (or a reason) to communicate them. So I just threw on clothes and said nothing in the car to school and went to my first period english class. The teachers all knew but the students (except my friend group) only knew that "something happened." I was waiting for class to start and they were all whispering and wondering what happened, and it felt like such a bad fucking teen movie because I was sitting there and knew exactly what happened. Then the english teacher goes "I want to be sensative so we're not going to follow the lesson plan today, we're going to read this poem about death." Which I'm still honestly pissed about.
I remember meeting up with a friend to walk to our next class together, except we both could speak without crying and she left to cry in the bathroom. I sat in second period for about 5 minutes listening to people whisper before just getting up and leaving. I walked to the front office where most of my friend group was with our favorite teacher, and the office people had cleared out a classroom for us to sit and cry in. Eventually they call our parents to come pick us up.
My mom awkwardly rubbed my back while we sat in the parking lot and she goes "what...what happened?" and it's so cheesy but I never understood the phrase 'the words were caught in my throat' before, except they were, and I had to force them out. Then she goes "why didn't you tell me this morning?" and I still can not even comprehend the gaul she had to say that, because how could I have told her??
She bought me a smoothie on the way home as my "comfort".
I go home and cry in bed. I get a text a few hours later that says "she's dead." I go downstairs and tell my mom that she's dead. And that was it.
A couple days later her family invites my friend group to see her body at the hospital before they take it out. The 5 of us, delirious, in-shock teenagers who can barely drive, drove 2 hours to the hospital with no adults. We almost got in a car crash because the driver turned onto the highway wrong and we were facing the cars.
I had to buy my own funeral dress. I had to get a carpool to the funeral.

So I made a post 23 days ago about being officially off Lexapro for a week, with some crazy side effects that ended up being covid haha.
I want this to be an honest update for a lot of people struggling while on or off of this medication.
After I recovered from covid, I genuinely wasn't too bad in terms of anxiety. My sleep was still pretty consistent.
My transition off of this was admittedly a lot better than most, but I was also on the lowest dosage of 10mg.
I was able to take a big trip last week, as the driver, to a horror convention several hours away, and managed it beautifully. It was a great time, and I wasn't panicked or uncomfortable.
However this week I've definitely noticed trouble getting to sleep earlier, and after a complete failure trying to get my student loans refinanced today, I can't sleep.
It's currently 4AM, and every time I get settled, it feels like my adrenal glad spits out something as soon as I think about anything.
Now, before being on medication, I had my sleepless nights that usually evened themselves out.
However, I just feel like my body is reacting to some stressful news with such extreme prejudice. I don't want my body going into panic mode at every minor or major life inconvenience.
Also guys, I'm just fucking tired. I love sleep. I love a comfortable bed and the relaxed feeling you get when your body finally shuts off your muscles. I hate being robbed of that because I had one stressful day, ya know?
What's even more annoying is I'm very self aware of it all. It feels more like an adrenaline shot, and less like mental panic/anxiety. I'm sure we can all relate to that feeling of your mind racing in an unfocused manner? Well I feel pretty clear headed, and I know exactly what the stressor is, but I can't tell my body to shut up haha.
However, despite this rough night, I don't know if it's worth calling up my doctor and going back on Lexapro for a life inconvenience. I just love my sleep though, and I hate being robbed of it.
I stopped Lexapro to lose weight, and I've noticed a lot more energy at the gym, with the libido stronger than ever. I haven't noticed crazy debilitating anxiety or panic returning either. I'm in such a better spot in my life, compared to the start of the pandemic.
Is there anything that can help me just with getting to sleep at night? Would a low dose of melatonin work? Does anyone here take like 5 or 2.5mg doses of Lexapro? Like some sort of really really low dose just to take the edge off?
I might give a 2 or 3 month update on my progress. It's so tough with my internal battle to not use this as a crutch for normal life events and inconveniences, but I took Lexapro since 2020, and I genuinely felt pretty damn good on it. The weight gain was just insane.

Hello, This is my first post here. For context, I've (M) been with my girlfriend for 18 years and going 19.
Recently she's been kind of odd and anxious and stopped taking pills (Zoloft, an antidepressor) that she has been on for almost 20 years. Also today before this episode I noticed she was kind of very on edge.
So tonight I was playing with my friends online and got up a moment to move my legs a little bit. While walking around the apartment, I noticed my girlfriend was applying make-up to her face in the bedroom. I wouldn't normally mind except it was 2:00 AM and the makeup was exactly two black eyes to which she added a plaster on her nose as an extra detail. I kind of asked quickly what she was doing and she simply said that she was having fun with her makeup. Except, she started taking pictures. Anyway, I went back to finish playing online with my friends for 30 minutes then shut everything off for the night.
My girlfriend had already taken her makeup off when I walked back into the bedroom. I started asking again about the makeup, because the specific details of it being that she looked beaten up was kind of making me nervous and was wondering what were the pictures for. She immediately started calling me paranoid and controlling for asking. I wasn't agreeing that it was paranoid of me to ask, so I said something along the line of if anyone else was in my place they would be kind of wondering as well. She then accused me of "triangulation"? Which I then asked what she was talking about and what this triangulation was, then proceeded to get my phone out to google what she meant.
That's when she called the police? Now keep in mind we were sitting on the bed simply talking for a couple of minutes already, so I was kind of taken aback with the escalation. On the phone she proceeded with acting afraid at every word and move I made while she was on the phone with them and walked to the next apartment (more on this soon) but quickly ended up running outside in the street to wait for the police.
The cops arrived pretty quickly and put the cuffs on me while they were figuring things out. Also I live in a house that is basically two independent apartments. My girlfriend's father lives in that other apartment. He enters the scene in all this when my girlfriend called the police because she kind of proceeded to walk to his apartment while she was speaking on the phone them (like I said before). Anyway, he confirmed that there was no violence happening and the cops were informed about her meds and some other details about her recent status.
WITA for asking about the makeup and pictures... And what the hell is happening with my girlfriend?!
PS: she is at her mom's place.

So long story short, don’t wait in line for the Vegas merch bus unless you are planning to get there at like 8 am. Today I got in line for the merch bus at 10 and sales opened at noon. The line moves so slow. We waited until about 1:30 and weren’t even in the fenced area by the truck which looked like it would take another couple of hours to go through. We asked one of the stadium workers and he said that there would be a few merch stands inside the stadium so if we get into the stadium early we would have an easier time getting merch. I also saw this girl on TikTok post that the line for the bus was pretty far back at 9:30 when she was there so idk what time youd have to get there in order to not spend hours in line. This was at 1:30 and the entry line was just starting to form at the doors at the north entrance. We went and got lunch and got back to the stadium around 3:30. We waited until 4:30 and got in. There was a merch stand right at the north entrance that was packed so we found another by walking to the left. This was on the 100 level. That one wasn’t super busy and we waited in line for probably 15 minutes and got everything we wanted except the tote bag. So my advice would be to get to the stadium to line up at the entry around 2:00 or earlier and buy merch inside. If you are one of the first ones in you’ll have an easy time getting what you want. I also got a terrible sunburn standing in that line lol. (I’m sorry if this post was all over the place but I’m so exhausted and wanted to post before I go to bed so everyone can see for tomorrow :) goodnight and good luck! )

Ok, so this is my first reddit post, so please excuse any confusion. Recently, while watching YouTube, I stumbled upon a list of 10 alternate/parallel universe stories. I have believed in the theories of alternate universes forever...I mean literally, for as long as I can remember, and I have good reason.
I am a woman, almost 50 y.o, who has always had these "dreams". In my dreams, I am someplace else, but with full memories of ever part of my life when in the dream. I wake up at least 5x's/night, with full memories of the dream I had just had. I tried keeping dream logs, but, with the amount of dreams I have a night, along with the details remembered in each dream, I don't have the time to write down each dream. If i were to write them, they would be complete stories, not dreams. I almost wish I had someone who could write them for me.
The majority of my dreams are all in the same world. I call this world "The Land Of Nod", Don't ask me why I call it that, I started calling it that when I was about 15 and it just stuck.
My earliest memory of having repetitive dreams and dreams of this other world, was about when I was either 4 or 5, but I am sure I have had them my whole life, unfortunately, our brains don't start storing memories until about that age. My earliest memory of this life, was when I was approx. 3-4 y/o. My parents tell me that as a baby, I had colic until I was 9-months old, that's pretty late for colic, considering it usually subsides by the time a baby id 3-4 months old, I truly believe that it was not colic that kept me awake all night instead of sleeping, I believe I was having these dreams even then. At that young age, and I believe i was so confused, about what to believe and what not to believe, kept me up, crying, trying to stay in in world. Now, I know this is just a guess, but if you had experienced the things I have experienced thru-out the past 49 years of my life, you would understand why I feel this way. My friends and co-workers ask me everyday about my dreams the night before. Sometimes I tell them, sometimes I don't and sometimes i can't, because in "The Land Of Nod", there are creatures that don't exist here. There are everyday animals sold in their pet shops that don't exist here, on this plane, and most importantly, there are colors that don't exist here. They are impossible for me to describe, and although I will vividly remember the colors I see for several days after the dream, the memories slowly fade with time. But one thing I am sure of, they were there.
I compare it to how different animals, can see different colors due to the cones in their eyes. They say dogs only see in black and white, yet some insects can see different colors on the color spectrum, like ultraviolet,that our human eyes can't even imagine. Well, you can think I'm insane all you want, but it's true. There are amazing, marvelous, beautiful colors, both light and dark, shimmery, yet not opaque, indistinct, yet comprehensible, all at the same time.
When i say I wake up 5x/night,I am not exaggerating, in fact, I am lowering the bar. There have been times when i have woken up 9-10x/night due to these dreams.
Like I said, the majority of the time, I go to the same world when i dream. I know the whole town so well, I could draw a map. I know where the movie theater is,the mall, the train stations and the houses.
While some of you are probably thinking that I have taken bits and pieces of the real world and introduced them to create "The Land of Nod", i assure you, that is not the case. These are places, I know I have never seen, with people, most of who I have never met. Sometimes different people in my family will be there, and other times, someone entirely different would be my mother or father. On these occasions, I remember that whole entire life, clear as day. All the memories are intact, Sometimes, I am me, but younger, or older and other times, I am someone completely different. I have been a black woman in my dreams (I am a white woman in this dimension). I have been a Chinese male, and a Chinese female. For some reason, I have been Chinese more than any other ethnicity,
Now don't go getting up in arms over race and sex....I have no control over my dreams in the past, or even who I will be tonight.
A common theme with most of my dreams is the world ending. I have dreamt about this more times than I could begin to explain. 9 out of 10 times, in my dreams, the world ends due to floods and tsunami's. On occasion, I have been in the thick of it, trying to save people and get them on boats. But most of the time, it's after the fact. The damage and destruction. The haunting shapes of twisted metal from where skyscrapers use to be. I will say this: all of the dreams about the tsunami catastrophes appear to be far in the future. I can tell by what has been left over. The remnants, even of the twisted skyscrapers, are nothing that even remotely looks like this century.
I have not only had dreams of the end times, I have had dreams where I have lived a whole lifetime, grown up, fell in love, got married, grew old and relaxed with my old, true love, on a raft, in a makeshift lake that was inside a giant spaceship, where we could look up and see the clear dome, at least a 100 feet above us, showing all the stars. I remember the peace I felt in that moment.The peace of knowing I had a good life, with a man I love and being ready to accept death.
I have had movies that were complete movies. I( watched them fro beginning to end. They don't exist here in this dimension...believe me, I have searched. I have dreamt of musicals, one I remember i call "Stomp", because it was a horror, comical musical, of this band of gypsies, that floated from town to town, killing people, by stomping their heads while circling around them singing. I remember all these and more, vividly.
I have seen giant insects like 4 feet long spiders and 12 inch bees, whose abdomens were completely transparent, so much so, that I could see the intestines, both blue and green, inside the liquid sac of their abdomen.
I don't know why, after all these years I am talking about this.
I believe, honestly in my heart, that these are different dimensions that are out there, but we are unable to see or touch them, at least I can't when I'm awake,.
One more thing I would like to mention. When i crawl into bed and drift off to "The Land of Nod", i almost always find myself waking up there. I go to sleep here and wake up, still drowsy, in a different bed, but knowing where I am and who I am.
This was just a quick synopsis of my dream world and how i believe it relates to parallel dimensions. If anyone is interested, I have dreams and stories from the other side that could last for days. Do the math: between 4- 10 dreams a night, every night. Almost always remembering every detail. I have a lot written down, but more in my memory, stored, hoping someday to possibly write a book, or one of the movies or musicals I saw in the other world.
I would like to do a sleep study someday, but I wouldn't know what to say as to why. It's not really a medical reason, so insurance wouldn't cover it. I wish there was a scientist out there, studying dreams and other dimensions. If there was, I would be the perfect candidate.
Until then, if anyone happens to find my dreamworld interesting, amusing, or has had similar occurrences, Please let me know.
Sleep well. Don't fear. Namaste.
I certainly have no shortages of dream stories to tell....I just don't have enough time left on earth to tell them all.
Good night all...I'm off to "the Land of Nod" again. Hopefully I will only visit the other world no more than 5 times tonight......it takes a toll on my waking life.
I have never written about it before,maybe the fact that you are all a bunch of strangers that can't judge me helps me to speak my dark into the light. I've gotta be at work in a few hours, and I have an extremely tough job, being an SUD counselor for addicts in a recovery home, so I have to be on-point. Thanks again for listening to an old lady drag on about nothing and everything at the same time. I appreciate all of you. There is purpose, both in this life and the next, I can promise you that!

I am such a moron and I hate myself right now
So yesterday me and my friends went to a party to which my girlfriend could ‘t come because she was busy but she trusted me enough to go.
So I go there and I’m having a good time when one of our mutual friends comes up to me and says I can come sleep at her apartment so I can be there longer.
So I tell my gf im going there and she says ok but not in the happiest tone and was really mad at me later on.
So the party ends and we start walking to her house when she finds a pill of ecstasy in her pocket and we STUPIDLY decide to take it (I’ve never done it).
We get to her house and take and a half hout later were laying in bed with her leg on top of me. I don’t know what got over me but grabbed her ass and boobs a few times, but I specificly told her no kissing because in my mind then it was ok to do all of this but not kiss or have sex.
Now she told me shes not gonna tell anybody and I really want that to be true, but I just dont know.
So should I tell my girlfriend and risk getting broken up with or just keep quiet and hope she doesn’t tell anybody.

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