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For the last two months my family and I have been stalked by a homeless man who lives in a park next to my sons preschool.
We think he followed us home as we walk home and live about a km away. He spends many nights outside our house throwing rocks at our windows. He’s smashed one window but since we’ve started locking the gates and boarding them up they haven’t caused damage.
He’s set our brush fence on fire and after weeks of calling police and them not sending patrols, the arson finally led to arrest. He got bail the same day and then breached him bail in less than a week by returning to our home.
He got bail the same day again for breaching the original bail and we have since seen him at preschool again.
He was charged with property damage instead of arson and has not been charged with stalking. POLICE ARE NOT TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY. They have even gone so far as to suggest we’re overreacting.
This is ruining our lives. We’ve requested a meeting with the prosecutor once they’re assigned our file but I have no faith in the system.
We’ve been told our case isn’t a priority as it’s not domestic violence. I feel like I’m going insane. It’s worse BECAUSE it’s not DV as we have no idea who he is, why he’s doing it, or what he’s capable of????
Has anyone been in a similar situation? What can we do? Why is he doing this? Is he likely to kill us?

The New Frontier is set in the mid-22nd Century, a period of time in which on the surface humanity is prospering, with human colonies spread out across the Core and Aden Arms. Humanity is united under the democratic, egalitarian Commonwealth of United Republic, a descendent of the United Nations that, 100 years ago, united all nations on Earth under one banner and set about rebuilding after the devastation of the Third World War.
However, not all is perfect.
Across the Aden Arm, the second solar system colonised by humanity, the Commonwealth continues to tame uncharted space and establish domains on newly discovered planets. But as they do, some of the settlers of these territories bring with them the idea of independence, that they could govern themselves and live happily without the Commonwealth, an idea that threatens to tear down the unity the Commonwealth has built over a century. As piracy across the largely lawless Aden Arm increasingly threatens colonisation and trade efforts, and a separatist movement on the uninhabited planet Ira is defeated after a brutal guerrilla war that proves to be the Commonwealth’s costliest in decades, some begin to believe the Commonwealth’s grip on its colonies is slipping. Barely a decade later, in 2153, a clash between a police officer and a separatist activist ends in the officer shooting the activist in self-defence, turning political turmoil over the government’s economic policies into a war. It is on the planet where this war is waged, Victoria, that the Commonwealth finds itself once more mired in a conflict that it must not lose. Unlike prior wars, however, the Commonwealth fights on a largely unexplored, distant world, shunned by a war-weary population, harassed by a fiery anti-war movement and against a resilient, tenacious and unrelenting insurgency, in another bitter conflict that day-by-day grows more and more unwinnable.
This conflict, the Victorian Revolution, will drag on for a brutal and bitter 11 years, take the lives of hundreds of thousands, and leave the small Aden Arm colony of Victoria a war-torn, fractured pariah in the eyes of the rest of the Commonwealth. In the fighting thst spanned over a decade, three sides would emerge:

• The Commonwealth, their ally the Victorian Democratic Republic, and their respective militaries the Commonwealth Defence Force (CDF) and the Victorian Home Army (VHA).
  
• The Victorian Separatist Movement, a loose grouping of guerrillas, terrorists and activists with little to nothing in common besides the shared goal of driving out the Commonwealth, who they view as an occupying force, and overthrowing the VDR, who they see as a Commonwealth puppet state. Many groups were part of the VSM, but the most prominent was the Victorian Liberation Army (VLA), the armed forces of the Victorian Free State (VFS) and its ruling New Victorian Party (NVP).
  
• The Victorian Unionist Coalition, a pro-Commonwealth alliance of militias, paramilitaries and reactionaries formed with the goal of preventing Victoria’s independence by any means necessary. As with the VSM, many groups formed parts of the VUC, but the most prominent was the Victorian Defence Front (VDF) militia, which later became an official part-time armed force of the VDR.
  

So my husband has been bringing up divorce for a couple of years. I always begged them to give me another chance and they always did. Unfortunately, the first several times I made an effort for a few months and then slid back into my old ways. In the past year or so, I really saw a change in myself and my husband said they could see a change as well. We've both done a lot to hurt each other, but I know that I did a lot more. Last year, an opportunity came up for us to move to another state for a job they got. A month before the move, we had decided to call it quits. We made it about a day before I approached them and asked if they were really ready to stop trying. They said no and we decided to take this leap together. Fast forward the beginning of this year and on top of literally one problem after the other (not marriage-related), they brought up divorce again. And yet again, I begged for another chance. This time, it took them about a week before deciding. Fast forward again to about a month ago, I got home from work and they were drunk and upset asking for a divorce and saying that they've never been happy in the 10 years we've been together (5 dating, 5 married and no, this wasn't the first time they had said this to me). This was the first time they had ever gotten drunk on purpose and it just put this in a whole new perspective for me. That time, I agreed that we should get a divorce. I started telling my family, close friends, and my supervisor at work. I had even started looking for boxes to start packing. And then, for the first time, they were begging me to give them another chance. I had already decided that if they did that, I would say no, but I just couldn't. We had built a life together and while things were tough, we both agreed that we've had such good times together and that it's so easy to just focus on the bad things. After that, things were really good between us and they even admitted that they were going to change their drinking habits. We were having fun and getting along really well.
But then they started to make some lifestyle changes and while this is so hard for me to admit, it was just something I couldn't support in my marriage. They have changed SO MUCH in the 5 years we've been married and I just had a realization that I couldn't give them everything they needed. Their family is coming to visit next week and I had decided to wait until after that to bring it up. On top of that, our two dogs were majorly sick the past week and we were both exhausted and stressed from dealing with that. I had been looking forward to their family visiting for so long and just wanted to have fun and enjoy their company. Instead, while at work on Friday, they sent me texts asking why I wasn't being supportive about a particular thing they had started doing. I knew at that moment they were going to bring up divorce again. I responded the best way I could and didn't get anything in return. I got home and saw liquor on the counter and a few beer cans on their nightstand. Not to mention, a cup in the floor that looked like it had been thrown. They were drunk again and couldn't be reasoned with. But like I said, I had already had thoughts of divorce myself, so that wasn't a huge issue. I was mostly mad because they had been drinking and they couldn't have just waited until after their family visited. We had a talk later where I let them know that while I know I haven't been a great wife, my love has never waivered and I just wanted them to know that. I also asked if we could just pretend and act normal while their family is here so we can at least try and enjoy that.
Now to the real pain. The town we moved to is tiny and it's been difficult for me to make friends. They have and I'm so happy they have, but now they have people to go see while I'm stuck in the apt alone. My closest friends family are 20+ hours away and in different timezones. While we've been texting, I just wish I had someone physically here. Before this happened on Friday, we had been talking about how stressed we both were and I suggested we go to a comedy show thatw as happening this weekend. They said they had something else planned, which was ok. Tonight, after they had gotten ready, I wished them luck on what they were doing, but then they said that it was cancelled and they were actually going to the comedy show with their friends. That hurt so bad. Of course I know there was no way we could have gone together, but just knowing I had suggested it as a stress reliever and was turned down sucks. I'm just so ready to be out of here and away from this town, but idk how long the divorce process and moving will take. We haven't even filed our freaking taxes yet because we were waiting on one of their documents.
I know this is super wordy, I'm a wordy person, but I just needed to get this out of me.

As the title suggests, I have no money and I'm running out of food. I'm a Canadian college student in Ontario. I'm seeking financial help so that I may feed myself until the end of the semester (about a month). I've applied to every job within a 30 minute walking distance and no luck. The college food bank is also running out of food and patience with me, since I've been relying on them for weeks now. I've only got 70$ left. I need help. I'm desperate. I spend roughly 30$ a month on groceries thanks to the food bank, but I'm scared they'll eventually deny me. I have a few EI hours and no idea how to use them.
Does anybody have any advice for how I can dig myself out of this hole? Maybe some kind of government benefit or how to get a loan even? Again, I only need to make it one more month until I can go home. Any advice is appretiated.

Hi, I'm asking for a loan so I can get a bus ticket back to Jacksonville, FL. I moved here with my husband and it's not working out. I don't know anyone here and he's controlling everything, even whether I have me time. He tries to make me feel bad for needing 5 minutes to myself.
He accuses me of sabotaging him and I've told him I want to leave. He refuses to take me back even though he brought me here and has the only vehicle. I need money for a cab as well as a bus ticket because as I said, he refuses to take me back.
In case you're wondering, the request from yesterday was for him. He expects me to come up with the money for paying a ticket and for letting his registration lapse for 2 years, that's right, 2 years! This happened before I met him.
I'm on disability and every bit of my money has gone to pay for whatever he wants and I'm done. I'm tired of being broke and worrying about what I'm going to do. I'll be staying with my brother back in Jacksonville until I can find a place. He accuses me of abandonment every time I tell him I want to leave. I know I already said it but I'm done with him. I want to take back control over my own life and a bus ticket will help me do that.
I know it sounds like a crazy story but I promise every bit of it is the truth. I've called every place I can think of for help and there's either no funding or they think my situation isn't dire enough to warrant helping me. I'm stuck here with no way home. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help me, I'll be eternally grateful. You'll help me regain my life and freedom. Thank you so much for reading.

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The white faded to black and the black faded to something else. The darkness was pushed away, and something, shapeless, formless, but brilliant, was at my side. I tried to grasp what I was seeing; still I could not. The shapeless light swirled and pulsed like a heartbeat, and beyond I saw a swarm of tiny sparks, each one, glowing, more brilliantly than a supernova, yet none outshone the other.
Slowly, the light beside me congealed into a solid form. It was Shadow. He stood beside me, and to his left I could see another light. It pulsed and flickered, all the colors in the rainbow sparkled through until the lights turned into an arc of red embers, tiny streaks of flaming, ginger curls.
The streaks of light swirled and popped, and from them, the form of my friend Alison appeared. She smiled gently. Only her face and her hand were visible as she waved, two fingers outstretched, comically mimicking her favorite Jedi’s motions, and then the rest of her body appeared beside Shadow’s.
Shadow copied her motion. His muscled arm lifted into the air, two fingers outstretched as he ordered the multitude of lights surrounding us into place. I watched, awestruck, as each spark exploded and became a full, unique, beautiful, human facsimile.
“What is this place?” I asked, as Shadow looked down at his hand in wonder. “Do you know these humans?”
“I do,” There was a joy in Shadow's voice I had never heard before. He walked forwards eagerly, dashing from one face, to the next, inspecting each one with excitement and vigor. “I never… I never thought…”
Each human form in the void smiled as Shadow approached. I saw them beaming with happiness. In the instant, as their eyes locked on Shadow, I felt something, something indescribable. It was gratitude and happiness.
“You never thought you would see them again,” I said, and I walked to Shadow’s side. Here, in this spectral realm, he looked more human than ever. I realized, as I observed my companion and the humans he had once shepherded, that in every detail of Shadow’s visage, there was a piece of them. There was now a tiny freckle beside his nose, just like the one Alison had.
Shadow reached out and attempted to touch the strange looking human in front of him. His brow was heavy, his nose large, and his skin rough and weathered. His eyes clearly held the intelligence of human kind, but he did not look quite like the humans I knew.
“I was never remarkable,” Shadow admitted, his hand shimmered as he touched the human before him, “but I believe this is the Dimension of Windows.”
“The Dimension of Windows?” I asked. Beneath Shadow’s touch, the ancient man dissolved into a grey mist which swirled and drifted towards us.
“It is the only word I know,” Shadow stepped forward, into the mists and all the other lights faded, “but I am beginning… to remember.”
I felt the plane where we had stood fading away, and I was pulled back into union with Shadow. The mists swallowed us, and the phantom world we stood in dissolved and made way for a new scene.
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I did not understand them.
Still, I did my duty. I watched. I protected.
The humans huddled around their small fire, whispering to each other as the night crept in. My brethren and I stood, wings outstretched, doing what little we could to reflect the heat of the fire back on those we had chosen to protect. My human, the maker of spears, told his tale. He had seen it creeping through the camp late at night. It would not come near, for I stood watch and this cloud was small, but it would not leave. The Dark was determined and ever sought to snuff out life. It was not long before other humans noticed the Dark. Some saw it directly, others saw only its effects.
The Dark had killed the animals who strayed from the herd. It had smothered the life-giving vegetations being crudely cultivated. The beloved canines of the tribe left to walk the edges of the camp at night, and many did not return. Before the fall, we found that most sentient life in the universe was incapable of seeing the Darkness, but the humans had seen the impossible, and despite their fear, despite their superstitions, despite their ignorance, they were planning.
I thought them foolish at first. They adorned their bodies with colorful pigments of the earth; they placed flowers in their hair. They fashioned jewelry from vibrant stones and animal bones. Endearing, but simple. The spoke loudly, telling their hunting stories to the fires and the children. The wind carried their songs to the ends of the earth. Together, the Dark and The Burning Ones watched as mankind lived. They lived on despite the danger. They rejoiced despite their fear, and the Dark, that which abhors life, took notice and it was slowed.
At night, as the humans danced around their fires and the stars shone down on them, I began to join them. As the cold winds blew and the trees swayed in the winds, I swayed with them. I believe, the ancient humans did something we never could. They stood before the Dark without fear. The Dark was not the first to attempt to take their lives. It would not be the last. Of course they feared death and danger. They were mortal. Despite this, they did not stand afraid to live.
As we danced with the humans. As we listened to their songs. As we held their hands, our bodies began to change. Over the years, across the generations of humans, the forms of my brethren and I changed to match those we were tied to.
I watched as the Maker of Spears chipped his last rock, climbed his last hill, and said goodbye to his kin for the last time. I watched his life-spark fade, and then I was taken back into the void.
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Shadow and I returned to the Dimension of Windows. As soon as the plane materialized around us, Shadow rushed out into the crowd of faces. I could tell he was looking for someone. As he ran, I saw that there were many faces he did not wish to pass up and his eyes lingered upon them longingly.
“Where is she!” Shadow cried out and redoubled his pace.
“Who?” I asked, and ran along behind him. With each human face I saw, I caught snatches of memory from Shadow’s life. I realized, the light around us was fading, we were heading back. “Who are we looking for?”
“I don’t know where she…” Shadow stumbled and fell to his knees, the light around us faded to grey, the physical solids to mists, “I can’t remember… my fair…”
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The real world assaulted my senses like a hundred decibels and a ton of bricks. The ship was spiraling. The lights were flashing. V’ee was howling gleefully in the cockpit. Taika was holding me steady with one arm, and bracing us against the ship’s walls with his other limbs.
“Luna Vanguard, STAND DOWN! STAND DOWN!” Marc was shouting. “There are humans on-board! CEASE FIRE! REPEAT, this is Commander Marc Tarrow of the Rapid Assault and Recovery Force One-Seven escorting an asset to UN command. Do not fire. REPEAT! DO NOT FIRE!”
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Author’s Note:
Hello friends, hopefully you are all still here with me in the Lovely Horror Show. I recently had to step away from my keyboard in order to deal with a family emergency when my uncle fell very ill. My brief trip to assist my aunt turned into two complicated months renovating her home to be handicap accessible and taking care of people. Rest assured, I have not abandoned these stories, and should be returning to publishing more frequently now that I have returned home. I thought of you all often, and I have missed seeing both the familiar and the new names in the comments after I post.

Hey everyone. I just purchased my first home, sealed the deal last week. I'm not much for picking colors/matching.
So here's the deal all the bedrooms for my house are on the ground floor. 2 largest facing east are the ones I'm focusing on to start.
My bedroom will be the one regular door. It has a decent sized window roughly 6' 6" for some natural light but there is one problem. The east side of the house as a 8' wide deck that runs the entire width of the home. So by 10 am no direct sunlight reaches that bed room. The other bedroom, which is identical in size has a double door, and a sliding walk out door to a patio under the deck. It has a window facing south so it pulls a lot more natural light all day long.
Something to consider I'll be installing mini split ac system in the home later this year. Those typically come in white or black duct covers.
A bit about myself, I'm a natural color kind of guy. I spend a lot of time backpacking and would love a darker green wall but with the lack of sunlight I'm unsure of how that would work out. My bedroom furniture set is a nice solid wood Cherry that I inherited. I have pictures and a CAD layout attached in the link bellow.
https://imgur.com/a/HqbGR3J

I notice a few years ago that the same 3 digit number kept popping up. It would be on the clock when I'd look up or when someone caught my attention. It would be a highway marker when I looked up from my phone. It would be the hotel room number randomly assigned to me. It would be on a liscence plate infront of me on a long drive. Multiple times it would be the comment count on a post I scrolled past. I have seen this number consistently every day or two for over 5 years.
Sometime last year, a second set of three digit numbers started to randomly continuesly pop up. Often within 5 minutes of the other. It would be the liscence plate in front of me, while the other number would be an exit on the highway we passed. The frequency would increase if I were going through something difficult, like, I see those two numbers 3 or 5 times throughout the day.
I think the glitch has something to do with trauma. I can't point when I first started noticing the first set of numbers. But I think I started noticing the second set shortly after, at the time, something that was almost a tragedy.
I was away from home for work. My spouse was home looking after the kids. After a long day we have a catch-up about our days. They bring up that they slept in and couldn't find the toddlers in their room. After much searching, found them playing in the (indoor) hot tub. Our toddlers don't know how to swim. They somehow got the hot tub lid half off and played for who knows how long. I felt sick to my stomach to think what could have happened. I've felt very off since that phone call. Everything has felt like it wasn't real. I started noticing that second number pop up. I also noticed I started having strong feelings from the call of the void. I would sit in my hotel room and I would be drawn to the balcony, I'd stare at the ground and have this incredible urge to jump. I wasn't depressed. I just felt the urge to not live anymore. This feeling lasted all summer. It eventually subsided.
The rest of the summer was a bunch of seemingly very close calls/ never heard before freak accidents that could have ended horribly to people around me, but no one ended up hurt, not a scratch.
I still feel like something is very off. Everyone I talk to seems unfamiliar to me. I'm treated differently. Personalities are slightly different. Even my spouse seems different. My kids are however, the same. I feel at home around them.
I think my kids died and I killed myself.

Fans of Grand Theft Auto V, who don't already have the game on Xbox One, will be happy to hear about the latest news from Microsoft. The game has been added to Xbox Game Pass, so players with a valid subscription can play the game on the console. GTA V launched back in 2013 and remains a very popular game thanks to online content updates and a massive modding community.
GTA V is also one of the most viewed games on Twitch and is regularly in the top five games on Steam. Rockstar hit a home run with GTA V, and adding it for free to Xbox Game Pass may bring gamers to the franchise that haven't yet tried it out. For Xbox One gamers with an Xbox Game Pass Ultimate or Xbox Live Gold membership, access to the frequently updated Grand Theft Auto Online service is included. One sad bit of news is that GTA V is only offered on the console; it's not available on the PC with Game Pass.
While GTA V is still wildly popular, fans are clamoring for the next installment in the franchise: GTA 6. GTA 6 details recently leaked from a claimed beta tester and enticed us with visions of the game. A new rumor claims that GTA 6 won't launch until 2021, however, nothing official from Rockstar has been offered about GTA 6 so far.
The leak from a few days back was posted on Reddit and was later removed by moderators there. It's unclear if Rockstar pressured them to delete the content, but the leaker claimed that the game has a huge map that covers two major cities, Carcer City and Vice City, said to be based on Boston and Miami, respectively. True or not, GTA V fans are looking forward to GTA 6, even if it is a year or more away.

Hi, I'm here looking for a partner to do one of these roles! These are roles with my partner playing a male, protecter type role. If you're more interested in playing a role where we are more equals, unfortunately, these are not for you. Perhaps another time, when I'm in the mood for a different type, but for now, these are kind of what I'm interested in. Now, this is lengthy, so please bear with me!
A little about me first, then what I'm looking for, and finally, the roles.
For now, you can call me Shortie and I'm 24. I've been roleplaying for around 10 years off and on, and I consider myself to be semi-literate to literate. Of course, I make mistakes with grammar, spelling, and whatnot like any other person, but I always do my best. Lately, I've found myself writing in third person, past tense, but I'm flexible. I like to write at least one paragraph per response, but it can change from response to response. I'll always try to at least write more than one sentence. I'll always try to respond at least once a day or let you know in advance.
I'm looking for a partner who will play a male character. All partners must be at least 24 years old and preferably no older than 28. I'd like my partner to be at least semi-literate and write at least a paragraph per response, though it can fluctuate over time. I also understand mistakes happen, so I'll try not to be too picky. I, at least, ask that you write similar to how I'm writing here. Proper capitalization and punctuation are a minimum for me. I'd prefer third person, but not required. Lastly, I ask that you respond at least once a day or let me know what's going on. Life comes first for both of us, so I'm just asking for mutual understanding there.
Okay! Now, onto my roles! Feel free to shoot me a direct chat or private message if you find one you want to talk about more. I'll be using my nickname as a placeholder until we come up with characters.
1) The Pyre
Shortie had a hard time making ends meet after college. Her parents passed just after high school, and the insurance policies went to tuition payments. She managed to graduate with her degree, but she's had a hard time finding a well-paying job she could use her English degree for. So, she started waitressing for a club near where she lived so she could walk to and from home. It was named The Pyre. She didn't know, however, that the club was owned by a well-known member of the mafia, you.
2) The Fallen
Every person has a guardian angel. An angel assigned at birth to make sure the soul lives their life until it was to meet its end. Most angels did well, ensuring that the soul did not die before its time. They couldn't interfere with anything else, no matter how traumatic to the soul. You are a guardian angel. You're tasked with watching over Shortie. Her time was coming to an end, when you decided enough was enough. You interfered, and then you fell.
3) The Deadline
Shortie was a young woman in your general education class in college. She was always silent in class, barely made it on time, and left as soon as possible. One day, she didn't show, and you seemed to be the only one to notice. You found out she had committed suicide, and you decided, out of guilt, the goodness of your heart, or perhaps something else, to go to her memorial. And there... you'll meet Death himself.
4) The Falls
Shortie recently moved away from the city and to a small town called Moonlight Falls, named for the beautiful waterfalls near the town that are most striking on the full moon. She finally got away from the big city and back to nature. She was a writer, primarily a copywriter, but she liked to write fiction as well. One night, she decided to go to the waterfalls, and there... she met you.
5) The Prince
Shortie lived in Lythos, a kingdom known for its libraries, its unquenchable desire for knowledge. While knowledge was important, it wasn't enough to protect the kingdom. Shortie was the youngest princess to the king and queen, and she was betrothed to the prince of a neighboring kingdom, Hykar, known for their fierce armies, navies, soldiers, and the warrior prince, the heir. She and the prince hadn't met until now. You have come home from a battle, and she is waiting with his family.
That's them! Let me know. And thanks for reading my long post, I know it's a lot!

Hi,
Thank you for reading this.
I am 21. I hate doing skin care and eating healthy I neglect myself and my body. My boyfriend is very supportive but he asks me to take care of myself and dress well and present myself well.
I try to I’m pretty good at make up. But that’s all.
When I was younger around 6 and older my mother used to tell me my nose was too big, my skin colour was too dark and my hair was too frizzy as she didn’t know how to properly treat curly hair.
My mum had a friend and when I was around 11 my mum asked a waxing lady to wax down there and her friend was there, he friend proceeded to laugh at my vagina and make fun of it as it was apparently “ugly” and then I remember she tore my jeans and I had to walk home alone wearing torn jeans. Whilst my mum just sat there and let her do all that and laughed with her.
I have a lot more humiliating stories I just it’s too painful for me to recount.
Recently my mother went to stay at her friends for three months and she only calls me for money she hasn’t spoken to my dad in three months or my other siblings. She only calls me for money and tells me she loves me when I send her money.
My boyfriend doesn’t like my mother. He can see the effects she has had on me. She’s still my mother but when I confront her about the things she’s done she ignores it and gets defensive.
So I hate myself because of her and she’s constantly telling me I’m too fat even though I am a normal weight.
Should I just move out and cut her off? I don’t want to as I love her but the other day we were talking on the phone and the same friend was listening to our whole conversation and I didn’t know she was there.
UHM so idk what happened here but what would anyone else do in this situation?

I’ve had my 2023 EUV for 3 weeks now. I’m close to 750 miles. Windows are tinted. License plate showed up a couple of days ago. I’m going to put in for the Alternate Fuel Vehicle plate that allows for single passenger use of HOV lanes and free use of premium lanes. My primary way home from work doesn’t have any kind of HOV, but my alt routes do. Having options for ATL traffic are important. I did add a space shuttle sticker and a Darth Vader TIE Fighter to the back window.
The only real thing to note is how unremarkable owning and driving this car is. I mean that in a 100% positive way. It does exactly what is expected in a way you would expect it to. It looks fine, drives fine and is reasonably comfy. No issues with charging. Using L1 at home now, but we are a few weeks out from having the garage done and that will get us to L2. L2 charging is available at work.
Only thing that I’m even thinking of busting out the wrenches for is seeing if there is any way to get the driver’s seat to go lower. I’m coming from a 05 Mini Cooper and an 03 Evo, so I like sitting lower in the car.
So, happy owner thus far!

My sister is shifting to her new home next month and she wants to have hob and chimney in her main kitchen which is going to be used for everyday cooking. We get how having chimney would be better. But we cannot figure out what make a hob better than a normal gas stove? Is it only the energy efficiency? Is it easier to cook with? What are the advantages that a hob has compared to a normal gas stove? Is it good for everyday Indian cooking? Looking for reviews and brand suggestions. Please help a sister out to help her sister.

Sorry if this is kind of random and incoherent, but I had a realization, so I figured why not post about it. It’s a positive thing so I hope it’s relatable to others here. Near the end there’s some mention of how I experienced religious trauma, so TW if you’re not in a good place right now.
Today I was just chilling at home and I watched a YouTube video of Mickey Atkins (who’s a therapist and uploads about mental health) reacting to another video of Girl Defined spewing their typical, toxic tradwife nonsense. And if you’re lucky enough to have never heard of GD, “toxic” is really an understatement, all these fundie chicks talk about is how you shouldn’t have your own identity but instead give yourself up to God, how self-compassion is selfish, sexuality is shameful, etc. I think Mickey has been an atheist all her life, but her horrified expressions and detailed professional criticisms of the doctrines really said it all. She doesn’t just cover religion, I recommend checking her channel out.
I’ve renounced my faith for about six months now (yay) and I’m honestly in a good place. No one’s ever going to be perfect, but it’s the happiest I’ve been in a while, and I’d say I’m done with actively deconstructing Christianity. Am I going to have new experiences and continue passively deconstructing it? I’m sure I will. But the point is, I’m now focused on what’s next for me. So I didn’t watch this video for the purpose of deconstruction, but a curiosity of how a therapist breaks things down because I’m interested in maybe becoming a therapist too. I loved what Mickey had to say, but I think it hit a little too close to home, having to hear the brainwashed fundies robotically repeat these harmful messages that used to plague my mind. I couldn’t stand them presenting it innocently like “oh this is just my opinion!” and not mentioning all the emotional manipulation it entails, or how children are indoctrinated into this being objective truth.
Nothing wrong with Mickey’s video btw, I love that her insights could benefit some people, but the source content bothered me. GD was insufferable and just reminded me of my life’s lowest point, so I only got halfway through the video. I turned it off.
Then it hit me, I turned it off. I can do that now.
I can turn it off, and that’s a huge improvement from last summer, where such a thing would send me into an anxious obsessive spiral, to the point I couldn’t sleep sometimes, where I’d be crying on the drive to work, back when my mind took these things way too seriously. With the ever looming threat of eternal fire, I’d panic to do the mental gymnastics and rationalize that the Bible doesn’t contain the horrible ideas that it does. I’d find my own sense of peace, and then work backwards to find verses and make the religion fit. This wasn’t done maliciously or even consciously half the time, and I think every religious person does it to some degree. But when I (often) wasn’t successful at it, I’d have to assume that “God” is perfect, therefore I’m the problem. I wasn’t “allowed” to be mad at God which only made things worse. I constantly felt broken and that I was wrong for wanting to be myself, to be happy, and approach my life practically rather than by black and white definitions in an ancient book. The distress was internal and paralyzing. I couldn’t control my own thoughts.
How I came to be an atheist is a complicated matter that could be it’s own post. I’ll spare you the transition period, but where I am now is like night and day difference.
Now, when I become distressed by religion, I recognize that it’s external. I can simply turn it off, and almost immediately feel fine again. I can just go about my day like anyone else. When Mickey started laughing at them, saying “Wow you simp for an imaginary man”, I truly felt that. That’s really what it is when you remove the fear tactics. It’s just not relevant to me anymore, it’s no longer my life. My current life, my authentic, science-backed, emotionally stable worldview is wide, and sees Christianity the same way I’ve always seen other religions, just as a bizarre cultural phenomenon. A sad example of the many folleys of the human mind.
When I say I laughed, I mean I laughed at the absurdity of Christianity, not so much at the women themselves. If anything, I pity them. That may sound condescending, but I truly mean it. It’s heartbreaking to look back and see people waste the one life they have trapped in this ideology. You don’t see how miserable you were until you make it over the fence. Maybe I’m just projecting my own experience, but I don’t believe that any extremist Christian, deep down, is happy. They’re just gaslighted into thinking that they’re “supposed” to be, but it’s only thinly veiled smugness. It’s a vicious cycle of people turning back to religion for “solutions” to problems they don’t realize were created by religion in the first place. Like when they talked about “worldly desires” not filling the void like Jesus does, do they realize that most people don’t think they deserve to burn for existing as a human? That void is self inflicted, and knowing much religion harps on “you don’t believe hard enough”, I doubt it’s actually filled as much as they claim it is. It’s a lot of exhausting mental and emotional work, it’s a whole lot of lying to yourself. I know it’s easy to hate on these people, maybe I’m too kind. But I’ve been there before. Not justifying it at all, but any fundie who hurts others with their faith is surely hurting themselves. I wish I could help but you can’t make a horse drink. I see these people now, and even though we all have flaws, I feel a mixture of luck and relief when I sincerely think to myself, “God damn, I’m just so glad I’m not you.”
Thanks to anyone who read all this, I didn’t intend for it to be so long. Best of luck on your individual healing journey.
TL;DR: I watched a video of a therapist criticizing Christian fundies, found it a bit triggering so I turned it off. I reflected on how dogma doesn’t control my mind like to used to, and just ramble on about how religion harms people.
This post isn’t about the video itself but I’ll link it if anyone asks. :)
Thanks

Video game publisher Take-Two has one of the biggest video game franchises on the market thanks to Grand Theft Auto. The latest game in the franchise is GTA V, which is still incredibly popular despite having launched way back in 2013. Recently, Take-Two filed a 10-K with the SEC that shows what the company plans to spend on marketing over the next five years. That form showed that in fiscal 2024, more money would be spent on marketing than any other fiscal year over the next five years.
The marketing spend for fiscal 2024 ending March 31, 2024, is $89 million, more than twice the amount for other years listed on the form. Analyst Jeff Cohen from investment firm Stephens believes that massive marketing budget will coincide with the launch GTA VI. In other words, the filing suggests the highly anticipated video game may be several more years out than many fans expected.
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Cohen pointed out that marketing spending has been an accurate predictor of the launch of major games from Take-Two in the past. For example, a marketing spending increase was noted on the 10-K form during the launch year for Red Dead Redemption 2, well before that game was announced. GTA VI is expected to launch sometime between April 2023 and March 2024 according to the filing, assuming there are no further delays.
Past rumors suggested a 2021 launch date, so a launch no sooner than April 2023 is a long time away for gamers. With GTA V and GTA Online still incredibly popular, Rockstar wouldn't be in a rush to launch the new game. And a delayed launch would also ensure that the game is optimized for next-generation Xbox Series X and PlayStation 5 consoles.

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So about two months ago I (22F) reconnected with an old mutual friend (23M). We didn’t know each other well when we first rekindled, but we quickly grew close. It started when he’d come to my job to use the facilities and it quickly turned into him coming just to see me when I clocked out, and the majority of our hangouts were us talking for 3+ hours in my/his car. We did have one date, it lasted about 11 hours and it was amazing. We had a lot in common, whether it be certain POV’s or music taste. He was very respectful of my boundaries as I am slightly reserved/shy, and even stated he’d be “willing to work with” my hesitancy to open up right away.
In a short matter of time, we went from occasionally texting to communicating all day every day & seeing one another whenever we had days off from work. He made it very clear that he liked me, whether it be telling me I’m his go-to person, calling me gorgeous or complimenting me frequently. I could also tell by the way he looked at me. He even hinted at him wanting something official with me. I’m aware that moving this quickly is a red flag, as I have done much research on narcissism and love-bombing, but I was genuinely enchanted by him.
I recently went on a family vacation to Turks & Caicos and barely heard from him the duration of my stay. He did tell me twice he missed me, but his texts were still few and far between. I messaged him to inform him I was home, expecting him to be more communicative, but instead he thumbs-upped my message and I haven’t heard from him since. I tried to look past his silence while I was away and chalked it up to him not wanting to bother me on vacation but still, nothing.
I know I can be an overthinker, but I cannot help but feel like I’ve fallen victim to a love-bombing narcissist. This is the first person I’ve felt anything for in years, and am having a hard time coming to terms with the halt in communication. Also, we had planned a trip together two weeks after my return from Turks & Caicos. Nothing was set in stone, but we spoke about it quite a few times before I left for my trip. Should I cut my losses? Am I being too self-centered?

At first I thought it was Thors. Then I thought it was Thorfinn. But then it blurred between Thorfinn and Askaladd. Now I feel like Askaladd is the MC. But now The Prince seems to be the focus
Thorfinn I guess from the opening is supposed to be the MC. But his whole character is extremely straightforward 'revenge'. He seems more like a side character, lost interest in him a long time ago. His character doesn't make sense and he's also extremely dumb.. Back in Vinland there's a hostile dude who keeps slaves (forgot his name) who I'm guessing was only being held back from wrecking Thors Village by Thors himself. In his absence I bet his village has been taken into slavery and dumbass Thorfinn hasn't even bothered to make an effort to go home and check in on his mother and sister..they're probably slaves now. It's not like he can't, I don't think Askaladd would even object to letting Thorfinn go, heck he was encouraging him to go away since he was a kid. Askaladds would also know Thorfinn would return to him anyway due to being obsessed with revenge in an honorable duel.
That's Another thing that doesn't make sense, Thorfinn is set on revenge in an honourable manner yet he has no honour himself, he's a mass murderer. He's killed women and children/been responsible for it even after being taken in and fed he still led Askaladds raid onto a village.
I get he was traumatised as a kid, but after all this time and what he's done himself he hasn't even self reflected once. Tbh I'm glad the focus isnt on Thorfinn, hope they give him some room to get over his obsession with revenge and actually go check in on his family sheesh.