John waite the hard way documentary

I was talking with a seller about a camera, we were having a good conversation and decided on a price about an item that worked for both of us. I bought it, and he told me he’d have it out by the next day.
I messaged him 3 days later since I didn’t hear from him about shipping, and didn’t hear anything from him. Then a week passed and I never heard anything from him even though he was posting new items and making sales.
I finally had to ask to cancel the order, and he cancelled it on his end, 2 days later he reposted the item. I’m just wondering why he couldn’t respond and just ignored me? I waited for over a week and he couldn’t have just sent a message saying that maybe he didn’t want to sell to me or something? I missed out on some other great deals because of this and I just don’t understand.
Is there any way to report this seller? Or should I just leave it alone?

I'm making some room in my office and have decided to sell my collection of hardcover collections and oversized volumes. Happy to send more pics if needed. Prices include shipping.

• American Vampire Volume 1 $70.00
• Big Hard Sex Criminals Volume 1 $25.00
• Big Hard Sex Criminals Volume 2 $25.00
• Black Hammer Volume 1 $30.00
• Black Science Volume 1 $50.00
• Black Science Volume 2 $50.00
• Chew Volume 1 $25.00
• Chew Volume 2 $25.00
• Deadly Class Volume 1 $40.00
• Deadly Class Volume 2 $40.00
• Descender Volume 1 $40.00
• East of West Year 1 $85.00
• East of West Year 2 $85.00
• Green Lantern: Geoff Johns Omnibus 1 $85.00
• Harrow County: Library Edition Volume 1 $85.00
• Harrow County: Library Edition Volume 2 $85.00
• Harrow County: Library Edition Volume 3 $85.00
• Harrow County: Library Edition Volume 4 $85.00
• Invincible Volume 1 $25.00
• Invincible Volume 2 $25.00
• Invincible Volume 3 $25.00
• Invincible Volume 4 $25.00
• Low Volume 1 $40.00
• Mister Miracle Volume 1 $25.00
• Nailbiter Volume 1 $25.00
• Nailbiter Volume 2 $25.00
• Outcast Volume 1 $30.00
• Outcast Volume 2 $30.00
• Paper Girls Book 1 $40.00
• Powers Volume 1 $25.00
• Southern Bastards Volume 1 $25.00
• The Goon: Library Edition Volume 1 $60.00
• The Goon: Library Edition Volume 2 $60.00
• The Vision Volume 1 $25.00

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I’m trying out audible for the first time, but only one credit a month? Is there a way to get more? I want to listen to a book I haven’t read in a long time to see if I like audiobooks, but I’m having a hard time deciding what to listen to with only one credit

1. If we consider Princess Luna being Multiversal+ (Only in Equestria), it's only when she enters dreams, and not in reality (which unironically works the same way with Freddy Krueger in Power Scaling), supported by the fact that Luna is far stronger and skilled than Celestia when it comes handling them (Shown in the episode: "The Royal Problem"), where they switched their cutie marks for twenty-four hours (This also causes an exchange of magic auras and magical abilities, with Celestia gaining Luna's ability to visit the dream realm.) because it relates to the personality, proclivity, or talent of their owners. Another example of this is in "Magical Mystery Cure" when Twilight and her friends got theirs as well, and none of them were skilled in their chosen areas of expertise. Which is why Luna didn't try to escape the nightmare that she was having, because she couldn't but with only Celestia at the time. It isn't shown to us that Celestia can even enter dreams like Luna, the only time she ever did that was when she got rid of the effects everypony's twisted perception by Nightmare Moon while they were completely awake. Which isn't related to the Infinite Hallway at all, only their current dreams. Otherwise they have mentioned it.. And the feat itself isn't done why Nightmare Moon, it was by Doran who used a few potions to change them. Here's the basic summary of the comic: "Following her banishment to the moon by Princess Celestia, Nightmare Moon comes upon the castle home of the Nyx—moon creatures that have the ability to shape ponies' dreams and dispel their nightmares." Even if we consider the fact that Princess Luna was able to contain so many dreams (universes) at once, it still left her powerless and unable to deal with the threat herself at the same time. And each individual nightmare isn't Multi+ because it's only going after the ponies current dreams and never affecting the "Infinite Hallway" which isn't connected (even it is within the same mindscape, it is never confirmed that they affect them as well). And never stated that she has the same power of controlling dreams, in reality. Only in dreams. And it isn't confirmed that Princess Luna can go into different universes like "Equastria Girls", just because she doesn't show up doesn't mean she can actually do it.
   
2. The Pony of Shadows isn't Multiversal+, because why does he even need Celestia and Luna if he was at level of power even before then? And brings a lot of more questions than answers when you realize that it wasn't clear that they do it all at once or individually in each universe, and never shown that level of power on his own before. Not even in the comics. He literally said to himself "I shall command the most destructive forces in history", he was going to use them as pawns for his destruction. And after he failed to keep Celestia and Luna, why would he wait to think of another plan? Heck even Starswirl stated that he "you may defeat me" when clashing, telling us that he was way stronger and quite literally obliterated his version of Starswirl. Needed the element of harmony (with with some assistance) to defeat their own version of Pony of Shadows to get rid of him. So it's just an assumption. So it isn't valid.
   
3. Discord's Speed Feat is something I can believe, but from what I know, there were several times where Discord let himself be turned to stone due to own ignorance twice, caught off guard twice (where one is just bad writing), and I haven't seen any of the Mane 5 and villains having the same speed as him on screen/comic page together without holding back.
   

Is it normal for a baby to hold their breath when upset? Our baby girl (almost 9 months actual, 7 months adjusted) will hold her breath when she gets too upset or when she gets hurt. She's becoming mobile and so close to crawling, so that means she's been getting around, rolling over on toys, little head bumps, etc. Today was by far the worst and scariest incident. Our toddler swung the baby gate shut and her finger happened to be in the way and got caught for a second. She completely stopped breathing and started turning blue! I was patting her back, rubbing her face, stuck my finger on her tongue, blew in her face... She wouldn't take a breath! I ran and opened the back door where my husband was out grilling and right then she finally took a breath. It was so freaking scary! She usually holds her breath, but a pat or face rub always gets her to take a breath and resume crying. Her whole body was turning blue this time- that can't be normal, right? Do I call the doctor? Wait it out? How do I make her breathe? It makes me scared that she'll just forget to breathe. I feel like I have to helicopter over her because every bump or time she gets upset she might need a reminder to breathe, but now I am even more scared. She didn't have any problems breathing while in the NICU, so I didn't know if this could be related to her prematurity at all...

About what age and about how long did your GSDs adolescence or teen years start? About how long did it last for?? I believe we are deep in the thick of it now. My boy (neutered) is a little over a year old. I swear he’s giving me a run for my money. I know it gets better but I’m tearing out my hair. Any and all advice or just some shared stories, whatever would be welcome. I love this boy so much but I’m starting to loss it lol. We have a baby on the way this July and I’m starting to worry what life will be like with him..
Just to clarify there’s no aggression here. We worked very hard in his puppy years to put down a good training/foundation and continue too.
He just looks at me now like I’m the stupid one and will ignore me a-lot!! it’s been tough 😩 I’ve heard this is all normal stuff tho and I’m just looking for some words of encouragement and again advice if anyone feels inclined. Thanks everyone 👋🏻 ✌🏻

I have some mild nerve damage in my left hand that makes operating thumb trigger quickly a little difficult.
Right now I play on a Yamaha 671. I like how it plays well enough, but the way the paddles and triggers are configured isn’t ideal for my hand. The trigger in particular is awkward for my hand (it sits too far “in” toward the horn and the adjustment mechanism doesn’t let you adjust in that direction) and it has a large travel distance.
Also, the grip in general is very large. It’s hard to reach my fingers around to sit in a good position on both the keys and the trigger at the same time.
I had previously trialed a couple of Finkes that had valves/paddles that sat better on my hand, but there were some defects with the horns that couldn’t be fixed (two separate horns had the same defect and even custom rotors from Finke himself didn’t fix the issue), so I moved to the Yamaha.
I’ve played on the Yamaha for a year, but I’m curious to see if there are other horns out there that might be a better fit for my hand.
I’ve read on some websites that some horns have shorter travel distances for their valves, e.g., Paxman says it’s compact valves have a smaller rotation and travel distance.
Are there any others that are known to have smaller grips and shorter travel distances for the levers? I’d like to have some targets for other horns to try in case I make it to IHS or whatnot. Budget limit is around 10k.

I feel like at this point waiting for a decent man to approach me is like waiting for Elon musk to send me a million dollars: it's never gonna happen.
Like I'm 20, have a 2 bedroom apartment, a car, a job, I'm in school for business and environmental. None of this was handed to me I got it myself (my cptsd is from child abuse so I don't have family) and it's like... there are people 30 years old and older in my city who literally have 5 roomates due to the housing shortage who are in relationships... but I have all my own shit and still nothing?
And idk like I feel at this point people have been lying to me about my attractiveness. Like I feel like I'm slightly above average not even saying that in a cocky way and I know beauty is subjective, but just by societal standards I would be considered conventionally attractive other than my dreadlocks which is often considered a dirty hairstyle.... but anyway like have people been lying to me? Men literally never compliment how I look, when i tried dating apps I would just get old ugly dudes, like reddit neckbreard type of dudes, the tyoe who go after younger women who typically wouldnt know any better.. And personally I have no issue with age gaps but the way I view them is.. if you've had 10 more years on earth than I have, you should be situational ahead of me, not below me. Hopefully that makes sense.
I really don't get itttttt. Like I see so many people who are genuinely bad people like these neo nazi trump supporters who are married, or people who are just average or below average in their looks who are in relationships. And everywhere I go I'm just like 🧍🏽‍♀️. ALONE with my dogs😭 like it sucks knowing that a conventionally unattractive white girl is valued 10x more than an attractive black girl
And I'm not even saying this stuff based on my own beliefs because obviously looks aren't rverything. But it's an undeniable truth that women are valued based on how they look and are treated better for the same reason, but I haven't experienced any of that. Not to mention people always say "there's someone for everyone" well if that was the case then black women wouldn't have the lowest percent of marriage at 56% and the highest divorce rate at 39%. The math ain't mathing.

I really need advice so I'm going to get straight to it in hopes people will read it:
My friend "recently" (not that recent) came out as trans. Because of this, I found out over a few months period that I am also trans. We are both MtF, but "into girls". We have known each other for a long time, and over time we have had some bumps in our friendship, but every time we always end up figuring it out and are able to comeback to a very close and very strong friendship. I have never been in a relationship before, and I've never felt in love before, or at least if I did I didn't recognize it. Recently (actual recently) I feel like I am in love with them even though I barely know what that means. I've never felt like someone understands me so well, and I think about them all the time. I feel like all my friends are my "loved ones" and I have love for all of them and treat them as family, but this is different. I would like to be in a committed relationship with this person. I want to be able to express to them and other people how much I care about them, I want to be able to trust them to help me through issues in my life and for them to trust me to do the same. I want to tell them everything, and I want to be totally open with them all of the time.
So the problem is I have no idea what to do about this. I don't really even have the experience to know how a relationship works exactly. I don't even know if they would be open to a relationship with someone who is kind of in the in-between of a transition like this, even though I am. We've been such close friends for a while, so I'm not even sure if they would think about me as a possible relationship partner. Also we are both in very similar situations, so I could easily see them not feeling open to a relationship with someone who is biologically male since I didn't even know that I was until now. I also feel like they just do not feel the same way about me that I do about them. I want to talk to them all day, every day about everything, and I have to stop myself from doing so. I find that even though I try not to message them too much as to not bother them, often times I still end up messaging them at least once per day. While there have been times where I feel like they initiated conversation with me the same way, I'm not sure if it's the same now and it's hard to tell. I am too scared right now to just tell them because I'm scared that if they say no, our close friendship will get ruined, and I am too scared to lose them because I care about them so much. I think I would be able to go back to our normal friendship if I told them all this and they said that it wasn't something they wanted to pursue, but I feel like if they read this and didn't want to be in a relationship, they would never be able to view our friendship the same again.
Since I don't have any experience with relationships at all, I can't compare it to anything I've dealt with before, and I can't figure out what to do. Obviously I like spending time with them, but even not in a relationship I feel like I can be open with them about anything and now when I am talking with them I feel like I'm being dishonest. It almost makes me not want to be around them because I feel guilty about feeling this way, and also not being able to tell them I feel like this. When I'm not around them this dilemma is on my mind a lot of the time and it makes me really upset. I hope someone has similar experience and could maybe give me some advice so I could start moving in a good direction instead of just being stuck like this.

Visuals feel slightly dated, yes - in a "japanesse ps2 title" way, which will probably feel right at home with most of you. Other than that, the only drawback is how few episodes it gets, this is a woderful OVA. Has a very distinct feel of a WW2 documentary but set in UC. If you can forgive it being slightly campy, like most early 2000's stuff, it has well choreographed battles and comes through well with it's messege.

Fair warning, this post is a massive experience dump essay aimed at people considering the challenge. But I hope to see some current participants comment too!
TLDR: 75Hard tested and improved my sense of commitment to my personal goals and wellbeing, improved my confidence and helped me develop mental fortitude beyond what I thought possible, however I am NEVER doing this again. Do a cost benefit analysis FOR YOURSELF, determine your WHY, and then, if everything checks out, DO IT!
First off, stats: Day 69, down 24lbs from SW of 314, 26 yr old female
Now, I’m NOT posting this to spread negativity, but to let everyone who’s considering this know the reality of this challenge beyond the glitz and glamor and clout that comes with it. Make no mistake, there IS a kind of social approval that you encounter when you eventually tell people you’re doing 75Hard (and inevitably must explain what it is). People are impressed, and the closer you get to day 75, the better the optics. I’m not encouraging anyone to become a braggard, I’m just telling the truth about the sociology of it all. I advise you to use that as an additional accountability measure and turn the attention into a source of positive pressure. There were many test days where just the idea of having the people in my life that are ‘in the know’ see me fail pushed me to finish.
When Andy said 75Hard would start off hard, get easy, and then get hard again, he was truly telling the truth. That’s exactly what it’s like.
****Negativity incoming! If you’re not in the headspace for this, skip this section!***\*
In the beginning it was hard because it was all new and I had to restructure my life to fit in the tasks. I also was going from being a completely sedentary office manager (the most walking I ever did was to my car) to working out twice a day. It was, frankly, fresh hell the first 2 weeks or so. Then, I hit starting to ride the high of progress and achievement and it got easy and even a little bit fun competing with myself daily. Now, I’m almost done and the high has died, the sense of achievement has gotten old, and I feel like the days are dragging on and I’m just completing tasks to say I finished them. Around Day 50 I sort of stopped noticing any significant mental growth and I stopped feeling like the tasks were meaningful. This is important for anyone considering 75Hard to know because the second time it ‘gets hard again’ it may not be because of physical strain or even life circumstances. In the end, it might be because it feels like you’ve gained all you can and now you’ve plateaued, but you’re stuck just mindlessly completing tasks made up by someone you’ve never met and probably never will meet, with whom you have no actual connection. Past the elation of pushing your mental barriers and taking your physicality to the next level, there’s a kind of absurdity that sets in that you only escape by focusing on your pride and desire to reach Day 75 and say “I did it!” In some ways, the latter days’ drudgery may be a problem of the mind that you can ONLY escape via your mind. 75Hard is indeed an ironic challenge!
That’s not to say that there aren’t physical issues too, even in the later days. Drinking a gallon of water hasn’t really gotten easier, although it’s nice to have the assurance from my body that I DON’T need that much water daily (even on hot days where I do 2 cardio workouts outside). That much water also crowds out your ability to drink other fluids oftentimes, which is a pain if you’re sick or menstruating and need to lean heavily on teas. 2-a-days have been a nightmare (although that kind of is the point) not just in terms of laundry, but also on my body. You’re LITERALLY unable to take a rest day during this challenge. The closest you’ll get is 2 sessions of yoga a day, but yoga is still WORK, even when you keep it gentle. And in my case, I have somehow acquired a minor ankle injury in the last two weeks, and since we don’t get rest days, my only choices are to stop the challenge or keep going. (And WHY would I stop at day 60!) Then there’s the added hormonal fluctuations you’ll have to endure during the challenge if you’re a woman, some of which are standard, and some of which will be quite literally brought on by the increase in physical activity. Ladies, be warned.
BUT, it’s not all bad, would-be 75Harders!
****Positivity incoming!***\*
I’m blown away by how much insight I’ve gotten into myself and how my brain works as well as how my physical stamina has increased in such a short amount of time. It’s proved to me how little time is actually needed to make substantial progress toward a goal and it’s given me hope that I can reverse the damage I’ve done to my body. 75Hard has given me joy in the little things: jumping around my living room to a kpop song and pausing in amazement that I’m not wheezing and gasping for air, running on the treadmill or outside without feeling immediately winded, power walking up hills and no longer being intimidated by stairs, passing by junk food in stores and having ZERO cravings for it, recognizing the difference between a mockingbird’s call and a morning dove’s because I’ve been in nature more than ever, tackling an issue faster with an idea I got from reading. I feel so much more in tune with the rhythms of my body and have the courage to recognize mental blocks and temptations, call them out, and put in the work to move past them. All of that and more is because of 75Hard. And while I have still have a ways to go in unlearning maladaptive habits (can we get a 75Hard for finances please???), for the first time EVER, I feel certain that I’ll crush that goal, just like I’ve crushed 75Hard so far.
If you’re like me and struggle with an ED, you can also leverage 75Hard to tackle that. In my case, I was very strategic in setting my diet as something sustainable that required mindfulness but wasn’t overly restrictive. Because I have serious issues with food, I NEEDED to be careful about the diet I chose and other 75Hard participants with EDs will certainly say the same thing. In my case, I couldn’t eat anything ultra-processed, store-bought food must be as clean as possible (nearly or totally preservative free) and could contain no more than 5g of added sugar, no desserts unless I made them myself, and I could eat out but NEVER at a fast-food restaurant. I also restricted fried chicken specifically, because it’s a problem food for me! Choose whatever you want, but PLEASE make sure it’s sustainable, and if possible, craft your diet with the help of a therapist that already knows about your ED.
Lastly (props if you made it this far), I want to say to everyone considering this challenge that it’s something you should do for you and you alone. If someone were to ask you in the midst of the challenge ‘What’s your why?’ the crux of the answer should be YOU. YOU are your greatest reason to improve your life and strive for better for yourself. YOU are worth any and every investment in service of that cause. If 75Hard is the right course of action, then by all means start today. But give it serious thought and make sure you’re doing it for the right reasons. That’s the only way you’ll avoid failure.

Is it normal for a baby to hold their breath when upset? Our baby girl (almost 9 months actual, 7 months adjusted) will hold her breath when she gets too upset or when she gets hurt. She's becoming mobile and so close to crawling, so that means she's been getting around, rolling over on toys, little head bumps, etc. Today was by far the worst and scariest incident. Our toddler swung the baby gate shut and her finger happened to be in the way and got caught for a second. She completely stopped breathing and started turning blue! I was patting her back, rubbing her face, stuck my finger on her tongue, blew in her face... She wouldn't take a breath! I ran and opened the back door where my husband was out grilling and right then she finally took a breath. It was so freaking scary! She usually holds her breath, but a pat or face rub always gets her to take a breath and resume crying. Her whole body was turning blue this time- that can't be normal, right? Do I call the doctor? Wait it out? How do I make her breathe? It makes me scared that she'll just forget to breathe. I feel like I have to helicopter over her because every bump or time she gets upset she might need a reminder to breathe, but now I am even more scared.

New here so not fully sure if horror story is right but it seems the best fir for this. So this took place four years after fifth edition had come out, I had already been playing 3.5 and pathfinder for a good few years and even dabbled in 4e. A friend had informed me a game was starting up in 5e at the local shop and even though we had never played we figured it would be good to get in with the going trend. The group consisted of the veteran players: Myself, my friend we'll call Cleric, and another we'll call Wizard, The new players who had maybe played in one game before and knew the game mostly through memes Druid, Barbarian, and Bard and finally the DM who introduced herself as a Professional DM who had 15 years of experience under her belt. To give you context she was rather young and even though I am not the best at guessing ages her general look and the fact that her boyfriend, bard, was only 21 and they met in high school I'm guessing she was close to that age which meant if her boast was true she had to start DMing around age 6. Not impossible but first red flag for me.
We all made our level 2 characters and since it was so low level we got to play for 3 hours. Our first mission was standard. Our king had enlisted us to deliver a very important treasure chest to the neighboring kingdom for a birthday present. The chest was super fancy, made out of near indestructible metal and with a mechanical code lock with a magical rune needed to even enter the code that had already been sent ahead by carrier pigeon. The trip would take us several weeks in character so we were off. We did the whole meet and greet, introduced ourselves to each other, and compared what we had and what we could do to help the party. I was a rogue so I was rather skillful, Bard and I got along well and our chosen skills complimented each other well. We told the DM we were headed off and waited to find out what the road had in store.
DM "ok who's driving the cart?" Me "Oh I'll take care of that. Shouldn't be too hard right?" DM "How are you all riding? Who is in front? Who is behind? Are you assigning scouting riders?" Everyone chose where they were riding and we decided not to scout ahead and take our chances. DM "Ok roleplay." Everyone looked bewildered a moment and I finally broke the silence with "What?" The DM looked angry at me and said "Geez I thought you guy's said you've played before. You know roleplay. Tell me how you're riding, what you're doing, make conversation, interact!"
We were all a little confused since she hadn't given us anything that was happening but played along, I figured maybe she was trying to get background information to wave into the story. So I went first telling my backstory and encouraging others to do the same. This continued until all backstories were told and the table went silent and we looked to the DM. DM "Well continue." Cleric "Is there anything going on?" DM "Nope you're on the road I don't roll random encounters until night because that's the rules." Cleric "Ok we'll keep traveling until it's time to make camp." DM "Excellent. Roleplay it."
Everyone looked back and forth to each other and just kind of seemed lost. So Wizard spoke up then. Wizard "Usually we skip over this till something happens in the story. So we'd like to skip to setting up camp." DM "Duh I know that I've been DMing for fifteen years. Just figured you'd want to roleplay a bit. Fine, skip to setting up camp. How are you doing it?" Wizard "We'll set up tents, a camp fire, cook each and...." DM "Don't jump ahead roleplay it!"
Again all of us looked lost, we went with it though and over the next hour described in as much detail as we could gathering sticks, making a fire, cooking rations, conversations, making rolls hoping SOMETHING would happen. Finally we had our characters go to bed and start watches. She pulled out her dice then. DM "Now I've been doing this for 15 years so I have a method. You have a 25% chance to have a random encounter but it's boring to just have it be 1 to 25 on the dice so pick a number and the percentage will be in that range." We picked 35 randomly and she rolled. DM "Wow you guys are so lucky, no encounter tonight." We roleplayed packing up camp and riding for the rest of the session, I left feeling so freaking bored.
It was a rough start but we figured it could only get better from here. We were a new group so we'd give it a chance. So next week we found ourselves back at the table. Again she insisted that we roleplay EVERY little thing. How we were dressing, cleaning our clothing, brushing our teeth, were we making bathroom stops! Now for a little more background on me I'm an armature writer so all these things were bugging me so much more because this is an example of horrible writing! You don't center a story around mundane stuff because it will loose the reader, and here we were hours into a game and we had essentially done nothing to further the story. I was scouting ahead now in the hopes that I could find an NPC of some sort, someone on the road, an enemy, a wild animal ANYTHING to bring some excitement to the game. Nothing, it was just a road, we made camp again and the encounter dice came out. We chose 62. The dice rolled.
DM "Another lucky roll, no random encounter." I looked around the table and everyone was disappointed. More roleplay happened and more of us trying to dredge up something for these characters to talk about in the hopes of pleasing this "Professional DM of 15 years!" so she would give us something to do. The hours are stretching on and we are almost done the session.
Suddenly she starts talking and I nearly scream YES! She describes the area we are riding through. It's a rocky area with the road cutting through the center of large hills that have mine shafts dug into them. She describes the sound of miners working and pick axes echoing out into the open. The three new players are leaning on the table but myself, Wizard, and Cleric are all excited because we know if the DM described it, it has to mean something!
Wizard "I'd like to roll History, that's a 16, is this mine currently known to be in use?" DM "Yes it is well known, owned by the king, it's an iron mine." Cleric "Insight 14. Is this the normal time of day that workers would be mining?" DM "Yes, this is normal hours of operation." Me "Perception, Hah nat twenty! Do I see anything of interest?" DM very casually "You see some ants crawling on the wall."
All three of us are confused. We thought this was a plot hook but our rolls got us nothing. The mine was in use, it was normal to be working, and all I saw with a nat twenty was some ants on the wall? We looked for anything else out of place but nothing. So we asked the others. "Do you want to try and talk with someone or move on?" The new players wanted to move on. We roleplayed, had one more night of sleep and one more random encounter roll. Everyone waited with anticipation but the dice came up with us "lucky" once again and no encounter.
Now I normally don't like to but into a DM and their style but this was getting insufferable. Two games now with hours spent on tediously describing every step our character makes. The DM had given her number so I called her in hopes of getting to the bottom of this. When I brought up everything she said. "Well you skipped over my planned encounter. You didn't even give it a second glance." I asked what encounter and she said. "I told you the ants on the wall. You saw a bunch of Formians and you didn't even try to talk to them."
I freaking lost it. I was a babbling mess. "What!" "No you, for, oh my, why. Formians?! Those were Formians? You said I saw ANTS on the wall not freaking Formians. Formians don't look like ants they are large insectoid centaur like creatures with four arms, they wear armor, and use weapons! Of course we didn't try to talk to them you described them as ants...."
She came back saying "I don't appreciate being talked to that way, you guy's dropped the ball on the adventure I planned out so well, just because you didn't pay attention isn't my fault. Remember I'm a professional who's been DMing for fifteen years!"
I calmed down a little and figured I wasn't going to win this one. I told her. "Ok, I'm sorry but I think the party would love to have another chance to meet the Formians. We missed it the first time I know but old DM trick if your party misses an adventure just pick it up and move it to the front of the path. No one will know and this time just describe them a little more than ants, please."
Her "No you walked by it so you miss it, the adventure moves forward." I should have quit then but I was starving for a game and I knew I had at least three people on my side so I'm sad to say I went back. Can it get worse? See part two, coming soon.

I had an unbearable identity crisis few months ago. When I moved to abroad alone my feminine side became very prominent. That time I posted here, whether it is a fetish or more. It was a big step for me to register here and ask questions like this. I always felt that something was wrong with me and it could not be normal. Especially since it also has a significant sexual component. Earlier I tried to suppress all of my thoughts regarding this. I started actively read about transsexualism and watched a lot of videos since February. I wanted to try an experiment. To live as a woman as long as it is comfortable for me. I live alone abroad and work from home, so it helped a lot. My first step was to eliminate the sexual component (porn, masturbation). I read that this is really important to figure out the real feelings, thoughts. Outside the house I live like a man. But at home my life became totally different. I'm quite a maximalist, so if I want to be a woman, I only imagine myself as a well-groomed, feminine woman. A WOMAN. I grew my hair. I completely depilate my whole body. I ordered female clothes. From lingeries, bra, shoes, skirt everythings. I have complete sets. I only wear female clothes at home. Of course I started to use a bunch of cosmetics. I have my daily beauty routine in the morning and in the evening. Plus, one beauty day at home. I started an online make up course. My skills are dramatically improved. I apply make up every day no matter what. I also do my manicure and pedicure. Of course the first few weeks were strange, but I tried to keep this experiment. Many times I didn't feel like doing these things, but I did everything anyway. Every refined woman does them regardless of the mood. I was shocked because earlier these activities gave me euphoria, but now they became like everyday duties. I can sit still for hours doing my make up and nails. The sexual component completely disappeared. I tried different online makeover apps. It turned out that red hair would look best on my skin and eyes. Than I ordered a red wig and recreate the make up. I was shocked because when I looked in to mirror it was the first time when I saw a woman. It was my turning point. Since then, I've been thinking about how I would look if I took hormones, had surgery and could apply make up well. Concerning sexual urges, I stopped watch porn and jerking. It was a hard task. My brain was craving for these impulses. I changed my reaction. I can get pleasure, but the only way is like a woman. So I again bought dildo (because earlier I throw away with all my female stuff). I started to use it few times a week, if I was horny. I can very rarely achieve orgasm with it, but then I remember that this is also the case with women during sex. So it bothers me less and less. It is very important that I have no Post nut clarity after orgasm. On the contrary, I feel much more feminine. Moreover, I also had sex with a man. I was shocked for few days after that. But I did it again. And again.. I was virgin earlier. I have never had sex with women, but I had girlfriends. Now I could immagine myself as a girlfriend. My man side is fading away and it looks like that all of my previous goals, habits are no longer is interesting for me. Business, lot of money, sport, be active, dominant and strong. I think I should start the transition. Now I am 35. Maybe now I can the last chance to reborn as a woman. I think I will be passable and I could fit into society as a woman after few years. I am abroad, so I think it would help me dramatically. They do not need to knew about my previous life. I want to move to a different city where they will know only the woman. My family is really traditional. I always wanted to have a family, kids. Now I think I can all of these, if I do not suppress my real self and accept my role, as a woman and make radical changes. I'm more afraid of my family's rejection than of not being a beautiful woman and it's too late. I am really interested in your thoughts about my post. Is there any transsexual with similar stories? Earlier I thought that it is just AGP. I would like to talk with other transsexuals who started their transition late, but now they have a happy life as a woman. Kisses, Lily

My fears of travel are so overwhelming that they have affected the way I structure my life..
But my therapist has not really been super helpful in tackling my fears.
She is a helpful person but, I find that its hard to directly approach the issue in a way I find helpful. I'm currently trying to plan a trip to boston that I feel I will woefully fail at because I have executive dysfunction and the directions to the location are difficult, not to mention i honestly dont know if i can do an 8 hour trip. For context I was afraid of travel pre pandemic, but I flew on planes and trains when needed and just took a xanax or something, but post pandemic I am finding it really hard to imagine myself doing it.

I really need advice so I'm going to get straight to it in hopes people will read it:
My friend "recently" (not that recent) came out as trans. After, I found out over a few months period that I am also trans. We are both MtF, but "into girls". We have known each other for a long time, and over time we have had some bumps in our friendship, but every time we always end up figuring it out and are able to comeback to a very close and very strong friendship. I have never been in a relationship before, and I've never felt in love before, or at least if I did I didn't recognize it. Recently (actual recently) I feel like I am in love with them even though I barely know what that means. I've never felt like someone understands me so well, and I think about them all the time. It doesn't feel remotely close to the love I have for my normal friends. I would like to be in a committed relationship with this person. I want to be able to express to them and other people how much I care about them, I want to be able to trust them to help me through issues in my life and for them to trust me to do the same. I want to tell them everything, and I want to be totally open with them all of the time.
So the problem is I have no idea what to do about this. I don't really even have the experience to know how a relationship works exactly. I don't even know if they would be open to a relationship with someone who is kind of in the in-between of a transition like this, even though I am. We've been such close friends for a while, so I'm not even sure if they would think about me as a possible relationship partner. Also we are both in very similar situations, so I could easily see them not feeling open to a relationship with someone who is biologically male since I didn't even know that I was until now. I also feel like they just do not feel the same way about me that I do about them. I want to talk to them all day, every day about everything, and I have to stop myself from doing so. I find that even though I try not to message them too much as to not bother them, often times I still end up messaging them at least once per day. While there have been times where I feel like they initiated conversation with me the same way, I'm not sure if it's the same now and it's hard to tell. I am too scared right now to just tell them because I'm scared that if they say no, our close friendship will get ruined, and I am too scared to lose them because I care about them so much. I think I would be able to go back to our normal friendship if I told them all this and they said that it wasn't something they wanted to pursue, but I feel like if they read this and didn't want to be in a relationship, they would never be able to view our friendship the same again.
Since I don't have any experience with relationships at all, I can't compare it to anything I've dealt with before, and I can't figure out what to do. Obviously I like spending time with them, but even not in a relationship I feel like I can be open with them about anything and now when I am talking with them I feel like I'm being dishonest. It almost makes me not want to be around them because I feel guilty about feeling this way, and also not being able to tell them I feel like this. When I'm not around them this dilemma is on my mind a lot of the time and it makes me really upset. I hope someone has similar experience and could maybe give me some advice so I could start moving in a good direction instead of just being stuck like this.

Original Prompt

Chapter 13
"Bullshit," Bea refused to try and process what the chaotic fey had said.
"Not even slightly," Wan replied with amused confidence.
"You expect me to believe you're my great-granddad?"
"I am flattered that you already think so highly of me!
"You're lying."
"Why would I lie about that?"
"Because you're a liar."
"That is true! I am a liar. But I am also your ancestor. A few times over, in fact."
If Wan's goal was to defuse Bea, it worked. Her grip on the back of the chair relaxed and instead of throwing it at his little goblin head, she took a seat and crossed her arms.
"So how's that work?" she asked, still suspicious of his intent, "Like, you just get the hots for a woman one day, and now...here I am?"
"Oh my no! It is far, far more complex than you can conceive of, dear Beatrice."
"Don't call me that." Bea's eyes narrowed. "I'm not dear anything to you."
"Maybe you see it that way," Wan chuckled, "But the whole Accardo family is quite dear to me, I assure you."
Her temper flared up again and Bea saw red. But the red was not in her eyes; rather, the whole kitchen - the whole dreamscape - flared scarlet and seemed to tremble.
"Now calm down," Wan said in his amused tone, "You need to learn to control that."
"Why the hell do you care about my-...them?" Bea bit her cheek to prevent including herself in the family name. It was something she knew she could not escape, but she could try.
"Because your family history is my rise to...well, what I am now." Another self-satisfied smile stretched Wan's face. "A hundred generations ago I made a deal with your ancestor, a desperate man who wanted to win a war against a rival tribe. He thought it was unreasonable to give me one hundred hearts merely because he didn't have a hundred people to sacrifice at the time.
"The deal was that I would get one heart from each generation of his descendants. The least loved one, to be precise. That way they would not be missed. In exchange, I was to protect his bloodline. For the most part, it was easy. A few tricks here and there to spook potential rivals and whatnot. Some of the other tribes were getting assistance from their own fae deals, which I had to work a little harder to circumvent. But those are all trivial details, what matters is that your existence is proof that I've thus far kept up my end of the deal. Your bloodline, going back three-thousand-ish years now, has been under my protection."
"It's proof that you're full of it, maybe," Bea said, "None of that explains how you're my ancestor."
"I had to ensure your family's continued existence. Not every bloodline survived throughout history, and there were a few times when your ancestors were down to just one viable adult. And since I was owed a heart from each generation, sometimes I needed to...insert myself into your gene pool."
"Wait...so you killed my grandad's dad and took his place?"
"Nonsense!" Wan rolled his eyes again and rubbed the tip of his nose in frustration. "There is more than one way to get a heart. The literal way, of course, but in some cases I merely wooed your ancestors. Agatha Bouvier fell in love with me and I used the Accardo name from a dead branch of your family tree to keep things easier to track."
Bea sat there quietly, still not buying any of what Wan had to say. The Archfey could read this in her mind and waved a dismissive hand.
"None of this matters, what does matter is that your uncle learned of this truth. Mario bought his silence with one of his enchanted rings and now we have a problem. I am prevented from harming your family, save to collect my heart but I already took your aunt Tracey's. I need you to deal with Christian and keep your family safe."
"Sounds like a you a problem. I don't want anything to do with any of them. If I never set foot in the human realm again it'll be too soon."
"Not even to save your little brother?"
If Wan was suggesting that he would take Leo's heart if she didn't help him...the dream went red again. Bea felt something burning inside of her. A fiery pain that she embraced. She leaped out of her chair over the table, hands grasping for Wan's neck.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!"
Bea's eyes opened and she sat upright in bed, a sharp pain and a loud crack sounding as her head smacked into Ophelia's.
"Ahh!" Ophelia yelled, leaning away and holding her face. Bea felt her own nose break but ignored the pain as she tried to get up and help Ophelia. The pallid elf had blood coming out of her nose as well.
"Are you okay?" she asked Bea through teary eyes, "You were having a nightmare. You were screaming."

In January I began WFPB and after a week or so began to feel great, I got some cholesterol results that did not change in the way I had been hoping for March and was very discouraged, but kept going. About two weeks ago it was my birthday week so I let myself eat "normal" meat, fried, sugar, etc. It has been so hard trying to get back onto WFPB again, it's like I got rewired and holy cow, I feel awful eating "normal" my gut feels full and gross, my eyes feel itchy and dry, I sleep terribly, my anxiety is far worse. Today is my first day back on and well, I still feel crappy, but I know it's gonna get better. Anyway, any tips for those of you who have gotten off and want to get back on the straight and narrow? Last time I was learning so much and the knowledge was motivating, this time I don't have that cause I've already read and watched just about everything I can think of.
Also, if you're up for a side tangent, saying Whole Food Plant Based is a mouthful. I was thinking the other day it should be called Eating Naked. Cause the food is just laid bare, it's not clothed in all softs of chemicals and ultra processing.

198, Old Oak
We are snowflakes melting in the sun
A warm breath against the ajar door and a faint, barely perceptible noise.
Eden's footsteps in the night were pieces of paper falling on a crystal floor.
The night emphasized every little creak and every breath, by contrast to an unreal and absolute silence.
"Eden, you may enter.
I'm already awake, don't worry, don't be afraid to disturb my sleep."
Elinor's voice was regal but compassionate, dim but sure in her illness.
Lady Oakheart was leaning against her solid wooden bed, whose white sheets caressed the floor softly and danced crawling among themselves because of that wind.
Her complexion was pale, and her blond hair gathered at the back of her head fell gracefully over a beautiful, angelic face, a face Eden loved and saw every day in the mirror when he woke up.
He reached out, touched his mother's hand....
She was cold, at the touch Eden sensed he was brushing against an ice glove.
Elinor brought Eden's hand closer to her chest and the cold feeling immediately disappeared.
"Have you come to sing me your song?"
Eden swallowed, holding a breath in his throat.
"No, Mother.
I came to see how you were, I can't sleep, you know..."
Elinor's sweet smile, bequeathed as if it were a divine possession to her son, was like a fire capable of melting every snow speck.
"It's a sweet thing, Eden.
I love you, you know; and I beg you to always stay that way.
The others will try to make you different, harder, meaner....
They'll say you're stupid or naive but they don't know what's in your mind, they don't know how special you are.
You have to be stronger than the world that wants to poison you, you have to stay as pure as you are."
Elinor coughed, and a tear fell from Eden's eyes.
Elinor once again held Eden close to her, and the Golden Boy lay down by her side, as they did when he was little.
"Sorry if I made you cry, sing me your song, please.
You know how happy it makes me."
Eden's voice was a breath, little more than a breeze.
"Mother, you are everything to me.
There will never be anyone I will love like you, even with Lia I can't feel a connection like I have with you."
Elinor's grip became more energetic.
Despite illness and hardship a mother's strength in consoling her son went beyond these limits.
"You don't have to love someone the way you love me, there are different kinds of love.
You have to love yourself, you have to love your sister and your father.
You have to love the world and the life I have given you.
Not all flowers are the same, yet they are all beautiful."
Eden closed his eyes, reflecting on his mother's words, and sang his song.
"Tell me if you love me, or just let me go
If you wait for me I will always be there
If you run away, then how will it end
You'll be in the wind and I'll always be there"