Restaurants with chicken livers near me

So I went to a club tonight and I walked up to a woman that I had seen another night there. I was like “hey last time I tried to dance with you the music turned off.” She was like “yeah that happens sometimes” we kinda laughed or whatever. I was like “maybe we can dance this time.” She was like “for sure after this song.” So I kinda waited near her while I was dancing. After like two songs I tried to go over to her and one of her friends starts being rude and trying to get me to go away. I was like what? So I just walked away.
This other girl literally walks up to me and turned around and backs into me. I’m just standing there like ok maybe she wants to dance on me. She then after like three seconds pushes me back and says something I couldn’t really hear but she wasn’t smiling so it probably wasn’t nice.
I just kept getting rejecting and stuff all night. I would go up to a girl and try to talk to her or dance with her and get rejected then a minute later another dude would do the same thing and he’d be successful. Maybe I just come across as really weird or I’m really ugly? One of the women that rejected me gave this really ugly dude her phone number and let him get behind her when she was twerking. What the fuck? Not trying to be rude but he was short and ugly.

I am on day 3 of lexapro and got to say so far i’m doing really well. the side effects are pretty mild, i do get nauseous a little but comes n goes, mild headaches as well.
It was day 2 when i felt like i started to feel really good actually. i take my meds with adderall in the morning-ish and it just really helped me to control my anxiousness throughout the day. driving in the city on weekends is something that makes me very anxious but i did that yesterday very freely and calmly. is it possible for me tn begin to feel the benefits of the medication this early?
I am noticing that i look visibly rounder. I am a pretty lean guy, abs and chest are visible usually and i’ve worked really hard over the last year and half to get to where i am at—i got to the gym 3-4 a week and eat pretty healthy, mainly fruits/veggies and lean meats.
it’s almost like i can feel the medication slowing my metabolism down because i can feel the body packing on weight near my abdomen—is this possible so quickly in the treatment? I can gain weight/body fat really quickly so i am nervous this medication is going to take me somewhere i do not want to be.
I think the best way to describe the weight gain look is being bloated.
are these experiences normal for the first few weeks?

I had posted requesting ideas from the community for my first date.
Link to post -> https://www.reddit.com/IndianBoysOnTindecomments/13y5671/ideas_for_the_first_date/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=2&utm_term=1
Making an update post as some had requested and to light someone’s day and spread some positivity.
The Preparation: I followed the recommendations received in the earlier post. A huge shoutout and thanks to u/Dikkatbadhihai for your recommendations. I was wearing an ironed white shirt, no blazer haha, sleeves folded, sky blue jeans and white sneakers. I used a nice perfume I had. I carried the custom bouquet (consisting sunflower, lily, orchids, rose and tuberose), a Kit Kat and Pune’s special delicacy i.e., ‘Bakarwadi’. I also had two wine glasses with me and a bedsheet so that we could sit and watch sunset while sipping some wine if possible.
The meet: I reached early and was waiting for her at a food court in the mall. Plan was to pick her up from there and then go to ‘Seawoods’ mall to have a lunch together at restaurant recommended by a friend. She arrived, we greeted but didn’t do a side hug or something, we were figuring out whether to stay in same mall or go to the next. We decided to proceed as planned. We had trouble locating my car in parking and had to ask around a little bit. By now I was bit worried that the start wasn’t smooth and the hot weather was adding to our woes of getting comfortable with each other. Once we located my car, I swiftly moved ahead, took out the bouquet and presented it to her. She went from a surprise reaction to shying a little and eventually blushed. I got to capture all her reactions in my mobile. Then we headed to the next mall. While on the way, I played the 2000’s hit songs from Spotify as recommended. She started humming along with songs and it did set a romantic tone.
Lunch part of the date: We reached Seawoods and headed to food court. By now we became very comfortable like we were on our video calls. We were walking very close to each other and almost touching. My wrist watch was hitting her hand all along when we were walking in the mall but she didn’t allow me to remove the watch. She located a toy store on the way to food court and bought a cute small captain America bobble head for me to put on my car’s dashboard. By now we were getting touchy with each other. We zeroed on a place to eat and I paid and ordered as she is usually not much decisive. She really liked the chicken seekh kebabs. I was cutting the kebabs into small bites for her to eat and she was trying to stop me from doing it. I took some of her photos before the food arrived, with food and while eating. She was resisting in a cute way but was being a sport and enjoying it. After lunch, we decided to head towards the car. Near the lift, I saw the gaming zone. I asked her to just to go and check it out. We went in and inquired about the bowling alley but there was half an hour wait, so we cancelled. Here I felt I should hold her hand and I went for it and we did. And then onwards we were holding hands all along. Before going to the car, she bought Cinnabon for me to take home as she had told me about it and wanted me to try.
The evening – purely majestic: We headed to the jetty ride in Belapur for the sunset boat ride. The weather was hot and she was yearning for some cool breeze all through the day but it was eluding us all along. We boarded the jetty, sat down and had some water and after a while went on to check out the boat. We found a small place near the engine with two chairs. We could see everything from there so instead of sitting at the regular place with others we decided to call that place ours. We had privacy there but people were coming once in while there as part of the boat tour. Now we were holding hands and leaning our heads onto each other and enjoying the view. The boat started after a while and we started experiencing the breeze. We were now holding each other by the arm. We took some photos of the surrounding in our own mobile. Afterwards I asked her for her phone and went on to capture our photo and she obliged and we took some nice photos alongside each other. After sometime the boat slowed down and we got to see the flamingos near the shore and we tried capturing those adorable birds from distance. Then we went to the front part of the jetty to watch sunset. An extremely romantic vibe was just waiting for us. The sunset was about to happen. A nice cold breeze was flowing, the sky was clear, the red-hot sun was fully visible, a plane was flying in one corner of the sky, flamingos were there on both sides of the sea, in the distance Mumbai’s skyscraper and the under-construction trans harbour link road was visible, some birds were flying over the sea, a few fishing boats were visible too. I was holding her by the shoulder, we were looking at each other once in a while and taking in all the beauty around. For the first time in my life, my heart was satisfied. We stood there till sunset and took some really nice photos together. Once the boat turned, she took me to the back of the boat where we were from start. The night was setting in and we were holding each other close now. After a while once the people moved to the main area and we had privacy, she looked back, came very close and approached for the kiss. We kissed and it was long, intense and passionate. Just purely magical. I had never felt this kind of euphoria all my life. Everything was just surreal. We kissed again before the jetty reached the shore. We got down, walked towards the car holding hands and I jokingly gave her the credit for deciding to go for the jetty ride.
The goodbye – We just had a perfect evening and now we wanted to get some nice chai. We decided to just drive around the palm beach rode and see if we can find a chai tapri. We found a chai place after a while and asked him to make two kadak adrak chai. We sat down nearby and enjoyed the tea. We were exhausted now. We both being introverts, our social battery was now down. We enquired about a park nearby and went there and sat silently on the bench for some time. The park was getting closed, so we moved out. We found a pani puri stall and shared one plate. It was already late and I had to travel back too. So, I decided to drop her to a nearby station so she could head to her home. When we reached the station, I gave her the flower bouquet. The cab was booked and waiting. She was holding the bouquet in one hand and my hand in the other and we walked till the cab. I opened the door and helped her get in the cab and asked her to call me once she reached home. We hugged and she gave me a kiss and got into the cab and we waved each other goodbye. For next one hour, we didn’t communicate much and were just contemplating the entire day. She called me after reaching home. I was still driving back home. We laughed and talked about the day for next one hour till I reached home. Our conversation went on even after reaching home until we realised it’s too late and we should call it a day.
I feel I am really lucky to have lived this wonderful day. Just wanted to share my experience of the date as some had requested and thank people for helping me out.

okay this might be a long post but I would like to know if I could do something about this girl I know. To be frank this girl is obsessive and a pathological liar. I outted her back in high school only to her, her brother and my close friend at the time knew because they were the ones who helped me figure out that she lied about her dad having cancer for at that point 2 years. I would like to make it clear, it was about once a week give or take that she was crying over her "dying father". I tell her that shes lying and all she did was not talk to me and that was that. A few years go by and we are all in college and her best friend (we spoke semi often after high school) spoke to me how she was upset because it was like she became a different person and how they had not have been talking as much. I said "well you know she is a bad person right?" and explained to her how she lied about her father. The girl calls the liar about this and at first she doesnt admit it but eventually caves in and says that she lied and chalked it up to other issues she had. They stop talking and now my friend gets prank calls, text messages and other petty garbage. I get a few prank calls but my friend is getting most of the problems (i would like to mention the girl who lied denies that she never prank called us, which is a lie). We bring parents involved and shes lying the whole way through and is shaking and red in the face, kept cutting me and my friend off while explaining our points. Reguardless, its over, nothing changes and no one besides the old best friend and her boyfriend knows about her dad not ever having cancer. Come a few months later prank calls AGAIN. stupid and dumb yes but at this point i have not spoken to this girl neither has my friend or any one for that matter and she decides to start with the prank calls again and for a few weeks this goes on for. she made the mistake of calling me in which i record the whole thing and call my boyfriend. so i text her best friend that she lied about her dad having cancer and that she is crazy. she then texts me saying how she never prank called me and yada yada, and is super angry i told her friend. she then keeps texting me saying how this is over and we should be grown ups blah blah. she sends me 19 text messages where i respond to zero and says how she is going to get a harassment charge against me and my friend, she said that my friend should watch her back (WTF? THIS GIRL DIDNT DO ANYTHING????) regardless the prank calls stopped and I am back at square one. why is this all important? this nut job wants to become a child therapist. this obsessive nut job should not be near anyone. she manipluated everyone around her, does childish stuff like prank call, and makes you feel like ur the crazy one when shes the manipluator. she goes to therapy herself and obviously hasnt gotten far but i need to know is therre somehting i could do to make sure she doesnt become a therapist??
TL;DR: manipulative, pathological liar, obsessive-nutcase wants to become a child therapist when she should not

Please do not repost. I don’t want my sister to see it.
Relevant background: my parents divorced when I was an infant. My Dad remarried his affair partner, had a couple kids and moved to another state all before I was five.
He died last year and my sister asked me write a eulogy. I didn’t give this to her because I have no desire to hurt her. But I feel like I need to say it.
Its been a year since my Dad died and in many ways I feel as numb as I did that day. The last year I have found that I neither miss him more or less than I did while he was alive.
I think of him often and sometimes pick up the phone to call or text. Usually its about food or music. How to cook this cut of meat or ask him the name of that mix he used for shrimp boils. Or I hear pink floyd, rush or nine inch nails. There are songs forever tied to my father that will bring back memories of my childhood.
Every year I came down my Dad made sure to spend one weekend with just me. We often went to a little oceanfront town. We would see the gator farm, ripley’s museum, and just spend time together.
One year we went to the beach and stayed in this two level motel across the street from the ocean. It was pouring rain.
Dad had this little propane cooker. I don’t know what to call it and he filled it with water, spices and shrimp and we drove across to the beach. He planted it in the sand and turned it on. He came back in the truck laughing and soaked. He turned on Rush. Tom Sawyer blasting as we watched the storm over the ocean.
One of my favorite memories.
We weren’t close after I became an adult. In many ways he was a stranger to me. When I was asked about things we remembered about Dad a few things came to mind instantly.
I remembered a bunch of things going to Sams Club, Publix, how ridiculously early he got up, how strong his coffee smelled and was. Nights in the yard as he fried, grilled and shucked. Shucking along with him and eating fresh oysters.
He had an oyster guy that we bought them straight from his trunk. There was a shrimp place where they were bought in large quantities. Poured out on a stainless steel counter covered in ice. Hooters and chicken wings.
He used to fry wings all the time. I remember once when i was probably nine where I decided i was grown and didn’t need to eat the kid wings and could do the spicy ones. They were so hot! I remember my mouth on fire and my stepmom scolding him. Not really sure what he did to them to make them that hot.
I remember boiled peanuts that took him days. Oysters Rockefeller and these other ones that were dry and I am not sure what he did to them.
I’m certain my love of food and cooking came from him.
My sense of pride and stupidity in the name of pride came from him too.
I remember when i was a teen and we were in this mall or flea market at a hot sauce stand. Dad was trying stuff but this guy kept acting like I couldn’t handle heat. Dad said I could and I tried several. This little dot of sauce on a toothpick. Until i came to one that was too much. I didn’t react and said that one was good and what was next.
Dad said that’s enough his mouth was hot and he wanted to get lunch. We walked away and were just out of sight of the guy. He told me “you can react now” and i started panting and swearing and he was laughing. We went to this bar, that had gator nuggets, i forget the name, for lunch.
I also remember now how much crown and beer he drank. How he smelled of them both often. That day was no different.
I remember how tall he seemed. How his laughter could fill a space and make you laugh too.
I saw him eight weeks out of the year. We talked weekly when we still paid for long distance. I’m not sure that he would have been more present in my life if he lived closer. Maybe.
He was never at doctors appointments even though i had a childhood illness that had me see them often. I’m not sure he fully understood that stuff.
He was never at any of my major life events. Except high school graduation. I remember that.
He was at neither of my weddings. To be fair I eloped the first and he was hospitalized the second. He walked my sister down the aisle and had the dance with her. I wish that didn’t make me jealous or sad to remember.
He barely knew my daughter and knew none of those quirks that make her amazing.
He knew his other grandchildren. Except the youngest whom he actually met for the first time a week or so before he died. She was three or four then. That makes me happy for them both. Still a little sad.
He didn’t know my second husband at all but I wish he had gotten know him. That makes me sad too because really my husband wouldn’t have known the man I remember.
But what occurred to me most as I write this was thst none of these memories are recent. I didn’t really know him.
My stepmom left him due to his addiction issues when I was in my late teens.
I didn’t really fully grasp those issues. My siblings and she dealt with them because they were there and I was not.
My sister picked him up off the floor and tried to get him sober. I didn’t.
I knew only what we talked about and back then when he was spiraling we talked a lot about things that I didn’t want to know. He was in a really dark place.
A place that landed him in hospitals and half way houses and homeless. He nearly died due to medical issues not drugs multiple times. I’m sure more times with the drugs.
There were large gaps of silence on both sides for years.
In my early twenties before it got very bad for him he decided not to talk to me because I was no longer Christian. That lasted a little over a year. After I had spent a year talking him through his divorce.
When I turned 40 he sent me a six page long hand written letter asking why we had no relationship and how he wouldn’t be around forever. He took no responsibility in it.
After that i tried to reach out monthly at least. He almost never reached out to me. I still have his texts. He never said anything about the wedding photos I sent him. Not even you look beautiful or congratulations.
When we talked it was all surface level. Long ago did we stop talking about deep things. I would tell him about work or my kid or the dumb dog.
I miss him but the him I miss has been gone for over twenty years if he ever existed at all. I’ve been mourning that man for a long time. His body has finally been put to rest for a year now.
For the last year I have struggled with my lack of grief but today i think I finally understand . My Dad had been dead to me for a long time. My father died a year ago.

Finally doing a rebellion after years of playing warband. Can lords from factions other than the one you're rebelling against join the rebel faction? And will disgruntled lords who want to defect appear in your court like with a regular independent kingdom?
I'm in VC trying to become king of Danmark, but all the lords have nearly 100 relation with konungr Horik (and the same with me). I was hoping that they might agree to defect if I recruit some of the landless pagan lords from Laithland.

When I first moved in, my next door neighbor seemed really chill. However since he found out I’m a member of alphabet community, he started threatening me with his gun and blasting his ghetto ass music from dusk til dawn -not exaggerating. His music has been playing basically non stop for almost three years now. I’ve called the rental agency to do something about it after sending them recordings of the loud music. They stated that they would like to do their own recordings, and so they did -multiple times-. They left their recording device for me to record whenever the music is loud. However for some reason my neighbor knows and keeps his music off. When the recording time frame is over he plays his music even louder and longer. Last year I had the pleasure of listening to one song straight everyday for the entire year on repeat up until I was staying at my moms for the weekend and I felt anxious because I’m not used to peace and calm anymore. Working and studying at home is THE actual worst.
I’ve contacted the police and they told me they couldn’t do anything about the threats and excessive noise since I need proof. My neighbor is smart enough (i live in a cul de sac) to turn off the music when he sees a police vehicle driving up. I’m desperately looking for another place to live, however in my country (NL) it’s nearly impossible. Until then I need a solution for this madness. The municipality, police and rental agency are clearly not an option.

I'm planning a few days in Tuscany this coming August, and am hoping y'all can give some feedback or recommendations with what I have planned. I realize August isn't an ideal time to visit, but it is what it is.
We fly into Florence and pick up a car and leave the next morning (we have been to Florence many times, so are not spending any time here). I decided to pick Villa le Prata near Montalcino as our home base for the 5 days we are there. We have been to the Chianti / northern area before (although only for about a day).

• Day 1: drive from Florence and take some time to explore San Gimignano, maybe Volterra as well. Tasting at Antinori in the afternoon, and then continue the drive to the hotel. Dinner at the hotel.
• Day 2: tastings lined up at Podere le Ripi and Poggio Antico
• Day 3: explore Montalcino town and drive over to Pienza for some Pecorino
• Day 4: head to Montepulciano for the day - tastings lined up at Villa S Anna and Avignonesi
• Day 5: nothing planned! I figured I want to keep a day open for anything that comes up and / or to enjoy the property

From there, we are going to drive to Como to meet up with family for a few days (any must stops on the drive?), before continuing on for a few days of hiking in the Dolomites (I don't think I'll have time for any wineries in that area). Any wineries and / or restaurants we absolutely cannot miss? Is picking one town for our homebase a good idea, or should we move halfway through (split time between Montalcino and Montepulciano?). Bolgheri looks quite far for a drive - would it be worth the trek for a day trip? Any advice would be appreciated!

My grandparents wanted to take me out for my birthday a few days ago, and keep in mind I’ve been home for 9 months now. I was about to decline their invite like I have done several times with other friends and family over the past year, but I decided that since they’re getting very old and time is running out, I’ll go with them to dinner.
We went to this Italian restaurant and it was very good but the place was absolutely packed. I was nervous the whole time honestly and couldn’t really enjoy myself (which anhedonia & DPDR makes that hard in itself..) but wanted to do it for them.
Now three days later I have a tickle in my throat and I swear to God if I caught this virus again. It feels like a punishment. All I wanted to do was spend quality time with my grandparents. Why does it have to be a punishment?

We've been together for 6 months, nearing 7, and in my case I think I've been in love since day 1. I tend to fall in love quickly. I do differentiate between being "in love" with someone and "to love" someone, the latter I don't know if it's time to think about that. The first is already a source of problems...
So our relationship didn't have any major problems until now, no fights, no big disagreements. One thing though, is that my girlfriend sometimes goes through ups and downs, long periods spanning months, and she had been feeling down for about 3-4 months when we had this conversation. This conversation happened two weeks ago and we talked a bit more deeply than usual, and she said she felt like we don't communicate much or enough and I felt that way as well. I felt it had a lot to do with her mood since February where unfortunately she's been having less motivation, less desire, less energy, less sunshine in general. And I felt it to some degree, but since she keeps that inside most of the time, I didn't necessarily notice too much.
Anyway, then during the conversation, she tells me that she doesn't know / isn't sure if she is in love (with me). From her own words, she never has been in love or never felt that she was in love in the past, and so it hit me quite a bit. She said though that she does have feelings and feels attached to me, but what good is it if she isn't in love with me? I feel like with her "down mood" she has been reevaluating a lot of stuff, and isn't sure either about her future etc. so it definitely plays a role. But it hit me, and I don't know what to do or think. I asked her to check in the coming times her feelings, and how she truly feels, that maybe it's a fear or something, and that she can come back later and give me an answer. The thing is, after two weeks, she doesn't see more clearly, and I'm afraid I won't ever get a clear answer. I'm starting to think about the worst, I'm kind of "checking out" mentally to avoid the pain, in anticipation in case she says "No, I am in fact not in love". I've been on restraint mode for two weeks, and it doesn't feel good, because I cannot feel free to give her all the love I have, knowing it may not be reciprocated. I ask myself "Can I be with someone who isn't EVEN in love with me?", and I think the answer is no.
So, the main question is: What should I do? Should I engage in another conversation about all this to get an answer, risking to put more pressure on her? Should I wait and be patient, despite me (seemingly) walking more and more away from the relationship? What if she never knows the answer?
I appreciate any answer. Feel free to ask questions.
TLDR; Girlfriend said she doesn't know / isn't sure if she's in love with me, and I don't know if I should wait patiently for her answer or "force" a new conversation about this now.

I'm (25f) sick of dealing with my family and juggling with problems and pleasing everyone My parents want to help my sister (29f) who betrayed us, but by doing that they screw me and my chance to have a house to live in and a brighter future perhaps, she left in the midst of a pandemic to another country with a boyfriend who has been dating and breaking up constantly throughout her college years, she left my parents, my disabled 16-year-old brother totally dependent on my mom, my husband, and I on our own to survive when she was the only one left with a job and she left us because of her desire to have a family with her ex who cheated on each other, she humiliated me in the bank in front of everyone who was there, while we did a procedure that suited us all so we wouldn't be homeless even though there was no food, we asked for a loan to be able to pay the rent of the house and not be On the streets with a child who has to sleep with a machine that helps him breathe, my sister took off and left me in charge of the debt that I still owe to the bank in the name of both of us but since she was not in the country, They charge me and insult me ​​and she made a new life, luckily my husband managed to get a job a couple months later when the gov let people open again, and he had to go from one city to another 5hrs from home and he visits me when he can and so do I, we made sacrifices cause we needed to survive, but hes now the one that pays everyone's expenses out of love cause we are pretty close he decided so and It is not fair for him to support my family, that is the children's job, I mean, my sister and I, I am still finishing my studies and work half time, I only have one year of internship left to graduate and work and support my family, my husband does want me to finish my studies, hes scared that if something happens to him how would i be left behind defenseless and its always been my dream to graduate and break the cycle of my family, my sister does have a university degree my parents paid some and with scholarships too, from the country we came from (we live in another country, not the one where I spent my childhood) since shes the older i couldnt go to university when i was younger, she did not want to validate her degree when she arrived here to get better opportunities (we have dual born citizenship in both countries, the one where we live now and where she went to and where we spend our childhood) and only went with boyfriends and traveling with them and got jobs as a cook half time istead of engineers jobs cause she is.
Everyone contributed at home before we lost our jobs due to the pandemic and we still haven't been able to recover, my husband was upset by my sister's betrayal (me too) and for being ungrateful because it was with our money that we paid for her plane tickets and we took care of her expenses for months without asking for anything in return and with the promise that we would help my mother and brother when they get here and have a bright life, when my parents and brother arrived instead of being of help she gave the debt to my parents and they are so stupid that they accepted pay it for her, shes done many things shes so problematic when shes home we fight so often when shes gone we barely fight maybe months without fights, i cant list all shes done it would be too long (this is already long), my husband is upset and does not want to see her nor in paintings, she is prohibited from coming back or he wont pay rent as long as shes there.
Guess who got cheated on and lost her job in the country that she returned to and now she asks her parents for help? Exactly my sister, she wants to go back and live where she once abandoned us and I don't contribute money and she wants to make use of it now that she needs it. She first told my mom she would only stay a week shes going to another closeby country to work (already unacceptable) guess who told my mom today that the friend who was waiting for her in that country bailed now she cant go and will stay in this house, sHe wants to go back and start over because she has no one where she left (obviously because she abandoned her only family) and my parents even though my husband supports us even though he shouldn't he doesn't want my sister back so much that he once told me that if she came back she would stop paying the rent and he's right, you can't argue with him, but my parents would rather risk living on the street than let my sister learn life lessons, and with that they screw me because I too would be homeless and I need to graduate I only have the internship left that I start in september and I started to learn how to put oashes to support us when i dont go to uni or study, when I have free time to be able to earn some money and help pay for my university and expenses but I will not be able to graduate and finally have a better job and live with my husband calmly and have my family, I would have to leave my family and I love them so much I have no other and they are really good but they cannot leave my sister be and they tell me that if it were me they would do the same for me but they do not see that they are fucking his other daughter directly and his handicapped son for helping another daughter, they can't support themselves, they don't have nearly enough income, not even to support for one person, 4 is already a joke, which would be counting my sister, we have lived on charity, they cant keep up with this fantasy and Besides, I have resentment and anger I don't want to live those times again I don't want to see my sister's face shes been always a problematic person in my life and out of love and family unity i tried to work our relationship and forgive and move on but im too tired go keep on this fight and for what?, my heart hurts but I am in a very important moment in my life I have eaten shit since I was a child I have lived in poverty ive been mistreated repeatedly I want to be able to have a good life even if it is for just a moment before I die.
I dont know what I want to do, just let it all burn let my parents tell my husband, ill play dumb like i didnt know and dont get involved let em tell him their great idea to let my sister back in cause shes in need knowing my husband (also i dont want her back) dont wanna take her in for all shes done or help my parents built a case and see how he reacts and see if he doesnt kick us or them out and deal with my marriage, cause I cant just please everyone nor myself i lose no matter what, it truly makes me feel like a villain and breaks my heart at the same time What should i do, im also tempted to just write to my sister asking her to desist of coming here shes just bringing trouble my whole mood is ruined

I broke up with my ex 3.5 months ago and we were together for about 4 months. The reason for the breakup was due to me being busy with life and traveling back and forth so I felt like I didn't have enough time. He took the breakup well enough and we haven't talked since. Reflecting back, I also felt afraid of getting close in romantic relationships; we did start to become more physical near the end and for some reason it just freaked me out inside. I'm not entirely sure why. I don't have too many experiences with being in a relationship.
He was a great boyfriend. Our values aligned super well and we could always talk about anything. He had a great job, was attentive, planned great dates, and super caring (in the good, not the overbearing crazy way). I never felt tremendous sparks but I did feel some level of attraction. Some part of me feels like I ended it too early and another thinks I'm just not ready deep down for a relationship or the timing isn't right. We did click so well together, even from a friend standpoint.
He reached out to me over text and asked to catch up over coffee. I think I will meet up with him but do I bring up the past? Should we just be friends and see where this goes? It's like my brain is fighting against itself - It would be nice to be in a relationship but I also feel weird when in one. He's also such a good person, I feel bad for hurting him and don't know what to do moving forward. I may be overthinking all of this, what if he really just wants to be friends and catch up?
TLDR: Ex reached out to me to catch up. A part of me is thinking to try again and another part of me is hesitant because I feel weird about it.

I took a tab of acid and every single songs groove was running through my soul. Dancing endlessly the entire time having the most freeing experience with my entire body and spirit flowing to this heavenly music. My arms felt like a conduit for my soul gliding through the music filling the air. Drums and space put me into a trance, sat down at times to soak it all in and when i was feeling the rhythm I got up and danced again. AND THEN THE BEAAANNNNN, i have never seen an instrument like that before (someone please let me know what it’s called). The bass was reverberating the entire venue and I was so close to the stage near the middle so it was hitting me JUST RIGHT, i felt it so deeply within all of what i could feel internally and around me. So fking insane. One more saturday night was my favorite of the entire night it was so euphoric and felt like it never ended which was incredible because i just kept on wanting to dance lmao. Every single member of dead & co put on a show that will stick with me for the rest of my life, god bless the grateful dead. What amazing brilliant human beings i love them all so much.
Needless to say i had the most amazing time and barely took any videos because how much i was into it all. I would very deeply appreciate if anyone who took some videos from the show last night could dm me and share with a young new deadhead who is very grateful to share this experience with everyone around. I love you all. 💕

I've been a lurker in this sub for a bit, I don't know what to make of it. There's a lot of bots, but some chill people and it never got past talking online. So I'm making a post here to put myself out there and save time.
I'd like to chat with someone with the intent of meeting up in person at some point in the near future. I'm not from the area, so I. Only know coworkers, but I'd like someone outside of work to meet up with. The nature of our interactions I'm leaving up to you, if you want FWB or booty call, ONS, all are fine with me. I'll send pics and send pics yourself and let's chat!

I wish I could be detailed as possible but I don’t think there is any perfect way to describe my situation.
I absolutely love her and when her attitude is positive, it is beyond a blast to hangout. However, a year ago, I’ve noticed that she is consistently becoming annoyed with me. From small to large things, no matter how justified. I assumed that this is typical of any long term relationship. Deep down I know she loves me. Spending too much time together can be a toll on one another. On the other hand, I’m not as bothered by the small things she does. Maybe I once was, considering I’ve slowly been adjusting my life to her expectations, but not nearly as much as her. I’ve taken notice and brought up the issue several times. What she does is blatant manipulation, at least I think it is, and I have no idea what to do.
To generalize all disagreements I’ve had with her: calling her out, bringing up some concerning issue, her not liking a particular reaction on my side, etc… it is somehow always my fault. She has absolutely no interest or incentive to alleviate any argument brought up. If I do something wrong, I take responsibility most of the time. Arguing can be draining and I take no interest in it. Even if I know I am right. If I oppose her, she’s upset that I even attempted to. She tells me that I am not allowed to get angry and the whole situation gets blown out of proportion. She has a tendency to be mean. I don’t think she realizes it. Usually by telling me that I have bad characteristics or by mocking me. I don’t really stand for this. I tell her to apologize, tell her to open up for comments… never happens. On the other hand, if I am angry at her, she must surface a completely unrelated manner. “Oh but it’s okay if you do this …..”. It’s as if she must justify her anger no matter the situation. She must always be right. It’s like a sinkhole. No matter any concern of mine in this relationship, it has miraculously been pointed towards me. That I am the one that should feel bad or I am the one who should know better.
I admit that I might have a bad habit of just biting my tongue, telling her that she’s right, and move on. Most of these arguments are so mundane, unnecessary, and insignificant. I am not saying that any and all arguments are her fault. I am at fault for things I do, we all are.
It’s really hard to put all of this into words. She’s becoming increasingly frustrated with me for smallest of things. I am never allowed to be angry or upset with her. She turns it on me. I have no way around it. It’s exhausting. It’s come to a point where I must focus on each and everything I do to make sure I don’t upset her. I am always forcing myself to be conscious of any and all of my actions. Feels like I’m walking on eggshells. I sometimes think that maybe she’s getting tired of this relationship,l no matter what she says otherwise.
How can I work around this? I feel bad for making her angry all the time, even for nothing.

Hello everybody,
I have been reading your posts for the last one and a half years and first of all I wanted to say THANK YOU. For helping me not feel alone with all this and for exchanging options.
I am in an emotional state right now so I decided to create this account and kindly ask you for your experience and support.
I was diagnosed with acquired neuroproliferative Vestibulodynia by an experienced doctor. I didn't have a biopsy but I fit in the criteria. Everything started with a badly treated yeast infection, which caused inflammation. That undertreated inflammation turned into nerve pain in my vestibule. Tissue looked fine, but touching was painful. After 2 years I finally got Lyrica which helped improve my life a lot. But summer heat (hello uthoff syndrome), swimming pools, tampons and sex was still bad/not possible. After trying a lot of treatments to rule out muscle problems and hormonal issues (never used hormonal birth control by the way) I did the Anesthesia test and was a good candidate for complete Vestibulectomy. My Vestibulectomy was 8 weeks ago and the first 3 weeks were very painful. Finally got my stitches removed after 5 and a half weeks because they wouldn't dissolve and where pulling on my skin.
After that I made a big jump in recovery. Of course sitting was/is still problematic and the scar is very tight. But touching myself was not burning, orgasms worked and I was so happy. At nearly 7 weeks I went on with my life like before. I was still not completely recovered but I had to get back home (took a long journey for the surgery and stayed at friends house for the whole time <3) and go back to work. I also had my period right after returning home and could use mini tampons. I felt like I was on the road to recovery until last Thursday. I had just started massaging my scar daily and using dilators without problem. I then noticed that with getting turned on or touching myself I felt some burning. It comes with my vulva swelling with arousal. The new ""vestibule"" is not hurting, I put pressure there without problem and it's not the scar on the outside, that feels different. I can't say what it is. It feels deeper inside, on the left and right side. I tried taking Lyrica again and it didn't help - which I take as a good sign. Waiting and ice helps. I talked to a medical professional and they suggested it might be cysts forming and/or muscle tightening from too much activity. But today the whole situation made me cry because I was feeling so much better and now feeling burning triggered all the fear and hopelessness I have felt over the past 4 years that I had to deal with my Vestibuloldynia. I am scared that my nerves have grown back or that after 8 weeks without nerve pain my body decided to start with the nerve pain again. I was so happy last week because I was painfree with only the tight scar pulling and needing some work up. Rationally, I know that such a sudden "failing" after the great start is unlikely but I am in desperate need for support.
Thank you and I wish everyone of us that some day we all get the cure we deserve. English is not my first language and I am very emotional right now so I am sorry for any language errors.

[M4A] The Dragon Devil. (1x1 Chainsaw Man Rp.)
Hello!
As of late I've been itching to do a Chainsaw Man Rp, and am currently searching for detailed partners to do a OC x CC RP! I am currently I'm searching for someone to play Makima for me. So if you're interested just shoot me a message! Here are a few extra notes before messaging me.

• I am over the age of 21, and therefore you do need to be over 18. I just don't feel comfortable rping with anyone younger.
• I only rp on Discord, as I find it much easier to manage things there instead of here on Reddit.
• I am always happy to listen to your ideas, so please don't hesitate to share any and all you have with me! Even if its one you may think aren't good, I'm always happy to work with you to make it work. Below is the general idea I had for my OC, and I hope you like him!

The Dragon Devil
Hanzo Sano was one who was scorned by the devils that infect the world, a terrible ordeal that didn't manifest in the form of great hatred but instead in terrible fear. A petrifying fear that caused him to seek out locations where Demon's weren't common, and if one were to ever show up near where he lived he'd pack his things up and leave immediately. A young man on the constant run from the wretched monsters that brought death and chaos into the world.
Though his efforts to avoid the Devils of the world were quite extensive. It would eventually put him in the very jaws of one. Moving out of the city, once he noticed the frequency of Devil attacks increasing in cities he choose to move away to somewhere more Urban. Not even a day after the move he encountered the Dragon Devil, but instead of freezing in fear and becoming another meal to the fearsome beast something changed within him.
All the fear, the terror, the trauma melted into pure unyielding rage. After going through such extensive lengths to avoid demons, uprooting his life again and again, giving up any semblance of a social life just so he could live away from them, and in the end the wretched Devils just continued to follow him. Though he can't quite recall the events that transpired during his fight for survival against the Dragon Devil, he does remember one thing. Devouring its heart.

so this creepy classmate thinks i’m crushing on her
i litterally stare at the teacher when the teacher is talking, The creepy girl sits right by teacher but my eyes aren’t even pointed at her. The creepy girl is only in my peripheral vision. The teacher once said to someone to stop drawing, The creep turns around and acts as if she catched me staring at her .
She just smiled and turned back around then she turned back and stared at me again with a confused face like bro you realize there’s a fucking teacher next to you right? The next day she did class work with a friend and i had no idea she was behind my desk. I was walking to desk and saw her death staring at me with her head down. After that she was in my peripheral vision again and i just ignored and continued staring at the teacher She just stood still and stopped talking when speaking to her friend. Idk what her face was doing she’s werid. She would stay still and stare back at me multiple times when i stared anywhere near her direction I can’t fucking look anywhere without her thinking that i’m staring at her. I can’t look to the left to the class or she’ll think i’m staring at her I legit had to look at the board once when she was there and she assumed i was staring at her so she switched seats The day after that during lunch she decided to get infront of me with her boyfriend and i just tried my best not to stare at her direction. She told her boyfriend and the whole class that i have a “crush” on her . And once she told me to cry multiple times and said “aww he is sad “ but i’m not sure she was talking to me since i didn’t look at her
I didn’t even bother to reply plus i got socialanixty which makes things harder for me. Anywhere i look she thinks i’m staring at her and now i think her friends think this too I can’t even do a small glance and i can’t even look around cuz if i stare at them for a second on accident they automatically think i’m checking them out like how tf am i suppose to know that you’re there without me seeing you like i legit looked behind me once and saw that girl and she thought i was checking her out like bro how was i suppose to know you’re there. I’m beyond tired of it . She told her boyfriend too. I just try to keep distance honestly but she legit doesn’t keep distance away from me She even once sat behind me again and i remember she would glance at me sometimes but it was likely cuz she was checking if i was staring at her. I remember her face got red once just bc i stared at her direction too. She’s werid I remember she would keep looking back at me to check if i was staring at her and her friend would say”omg stop looking at him”. She’s driving me insane and everytime i make any accidental eye contact she thinks i’m checking her out. I had enough so i told her to leave me the fuck alone I’m sick of her and she’s not enem that pretty She needs to calm the fick down Now everyone just looked shocked like damn shut the fuckup and they called me a creep like wtf