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Currently I have an associates degree, 60 credits, and a few science classes under my belt. All done for free on a scholarship. I was able to pass Calc 1 after 4 attempts, and when I passed I got a high A.
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I have just been getting burned out at school to the point where I physically can't be in the classroom, and I am having meltdowns in the middle of the night (something that hasn't happened for years). I agree with my mother that I can do the math, in theory, but I find the classes move far too fast for me, and I really struggle with the tests even when given extra time. I also find that it is difficult to put in the constant effort over a long period of time. Like I can't lock myself in my room and do math for 4-6 hours strait, and I must work a part time job as part of my rent to my mother.
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I scored very high on the math portion of the SAT, being a majority of my 1300 score. I have gotten an A in every single math class I have ever attended and I got A's in the college level prerequisites for calculus. I also decided to peruse engineering because my high-school level physics class was the most enjoyable class I ever took and I scored number 1 in my state for the standardized physics test.
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I have been told it get's easier, but I don't really know where to go from here. I really don't know if I'm cut out for the workload.

The lease will expire at the end of June. The tenant has agreed to vacate at the end of June. Just now, the tenant asked to use his security deposit as the last month's rent. He gave the following reasons: disability due to medical condition, unable to work and running out of money. (He said he could provide proof of the disability if needed). Another reason is that he has lived at this property for 6 years and always paid on time. At the end he said I am a reasonable person and hope that I can OK this.
So this is the first time I encounter this situation. I don't feel very good about this. I am currently sick at home. I haven't been in this property since the tenant notified about moving out. He has many many stuff at this condo, to be moved out. What should I do to respond this request? Thank you.

Previous / First
Writer's note: The last section has a big time anime trope lol. And the best part is I hinted at some of it a bit in one of the recent chapters.
Enjoy.
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Amina stood nearly six inches taller than Nguyen as she approached and stood directly in front of him.
To his credit, he didn't balk as she glared down at him. He stood tall and straight and met her eye to eye, albeit at an upward angle.
"My husband has, or at least HAD, a lot of respect for you FIRST SERGEANT." She said sternly, ignoring Werner and the other soldier. "He lost a lot of that as a result of your..... inactions.... in the desert."
Nguyen's jaw clenched for a moment. "That makes two of us." He said in response.
Amina stared at him for a moment longer, then nodded and turned back to Werner.
"Arm your people." She said to the Ambassador. Then she looked down at Nguyen again. "Deploy them to the refugee sector to aide in the evacuation. Only fire at any golems that pose a threat or appear to be attempting to escape the perimeter of the cordon." She glanced at the other members of her command staff. "Restraining anklets stay on though. And you are to report in immediately once this has settled down."
Then she lowered herself a bit and spoke softly.
"And if any Earth personnel ever act against my people again. You will not have time to regret it, and you will not need James to be your executioner." She whispered into Nguyen's ears. Then she pulled back and looked him in the eyes again.
Nguyen swallowed, then nodded curtly.
"Understood." He said. Then he looked over at Werner, who nodded.
And with that the two Earth soldiers took off at a jog, leaving Werner behind.
As they turned the corner, one of the junior officers from earlier came running around the corner with a large jar.
"Your pickled onions General." The soldier said uncertainly.
Amina grabbed the jar greedily and moved back to her position in the room.
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Alixan and Veliry, the latter of which had only just arrived, crept through the still hot tunnel carefully.
Alixan, being close to eight feet tall, had to practically crouch to move through the hastily excavated and reinforced earth as he moved. Veliry only had to hunch a bit every now and then when her new antlers brushed against lower portions of the ceiling.
"They summoned an elemental." The Prince said. "In their own control room."
"That's what the our Agent said." Veliry replied.
They had spoken , briefly, to the party of subterranean forces as they'd rapidly evacuated. Many of them had been carried out on litters, their bodies burned from the excess heat and steam that had been created before the doorway leading to the Agency's room had been destroyed.
"Won't be much evidence left then." Alixan said. "Just like last time, unfortunately."
Veliry nodded. A fire elemental was a good way to destroy evidence. Likely the reason the Agency seemed so fond of using them. Though where they were getting them was anyone's guess.
"Still." She said as they rounded the last corner. "We must do our..... dilligence?" She said uncertainly.
The uncertainty was shared by both of the mages as they saw not just a destroyed door. But a second door a few yards away, which was leaning across the hallway. They sensed no magical energy coming from it. And unlike everything else in the tunnel it was neither scorched, nor terribly warm.
Alixan carefully lifted it up and was surprised to find that it had a note on it.
Not written on parchment and tacked to the door.
Not carved into it as if with a knife.
Instead it was engraved into the wood of the door as if it had been built specifically for the task of having the message on it. It was also written in a style of Petravian that hadn't been used in nearly three centuries, though both of them could read it thanks to their studies as mages.

Bother yourselves with us no longer.
We have larger tasks to tackle.
Enjoy the final days of your paltry kingdom in ignorance.
And thank you for ridding me of ambitious fools.

"Whoever they are, something tells me that they're being sincere." Alixan said after he read the message, and Veliry felt inclined to agree with him. "And that makes me more than a little concerned."
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Even with his inhuman speed, the excitement was over before James got to it.
He felt the intense magical heat dissipate, then disappear entirely, when he was only a block away. Golems he had passed on his way over were already on the ground dead, their amorphous forms melting to reveal the lifeless bodies within. James felt pity for the former refugees, who had moved into this are of the city for a chance at restarting their lives after the previous devastation, only to be violated by the Agency.
When he got to the sight of all the action, he was surprised to find that it wasn't a building. Instead a large cluster of Petravian soldiers and mages were clustered around the entrance to some kind of cellar, or crypt or something. A lot of the mages were helping to heal people who looked like Petravian soldiers, but with what he recognized as mining gear. Many of them were burned, and the few mages that were among those being healed had the tell tale black veins of magical overuse.
He found himself standing next to a rather oddly clothed pair of were-folk, who he looked at curiously as he recognized the rotary grenade launcher that one of them was wearing on a shoulder strap. And also the DMR equipped CT-6.5 that the other was holding loosely. They looked at him in mild shock and his eyes widened as he saw the goggles on their faces, which looked familiar even though he'd never seen them before.
Then the crowd around them quieted. The tall fox-like one's head snapped up and looked over James.
"Chief!" The were-squirrel next to the fox said as they, evidently a woman if James's ears were correct, moved to run over to the figure emerging from the tunnel.
"Chief?" James asked as he turned to follow the squirrel's movement.
"Holy shit." The fox said as he too moved to approach the newcomers.
"Goddam." James said as he saw them.
One of them was a tall, if somewhat gangly looking, man in armor of a brilliant blue. It looked like the highest quality plate armor James had ever seen, though it did not cover their hands or feet. And yet even as he watched, the armor seemed to melt away, leaving behind water and vapor as it did.
James's head quirked to the side as he recognized the person underneath, though he'd never seen him like this before.
"Marcos?" He asked.
The old man, and Royal Arch Mage, was nothing like James was used to seeing him. Typically he was a hunched over, robed, geriatric who looked one hard fall away from death. But as James saw him carrying out the limp, burned, form of a were-person of some kind, he looked like a warrior. The grey tunic he wore was wet from the melting armor, and revealed musculature that surprised James. His sleeves looked to have been burned off, revealing wiry arms with whipcord musculature. He also wasn't hunched over anymore, and as a result he seemed to be close to six feet tall.
"I need healers." The old man said. The slow, almost halting, speech pattern he normal spoke in all but gone. Then he held up the burned form in his arms. "This man is very nearly dead."
"Chief Vickers!" The squirrel exclaimed again as she and the fox ran over.
"Vickers?" James asked silently as he saw the people around begin moving to help.
And he realized that Vickers was the burnt body Marcos was carrying.
"Oh.... Shit." James said as he moved to join everyone.

Hi and hello!
Hope this is okay to do -
I just wanted to briefly mention that a feature film that I was a part of producing is playing in a week's time (Thursday, June 8) at Arkadin Cinema. 7 PM. If you haven't been to the Arkadin yet, it's somewhat new - extremely cool space run by lovely people, great programming - a must visit, IMO.
What's the film? It's called YELLING FIRE IN AN EMPTY THEATER. It was a selection at the 2022 Slamdance Film Festival and was recently picked up by FandoCinedigm. We've been doing a kind of roadshow with the movie and so far have hit about twenty different cities around the US. This is our final leg of the tour and we're excited to bring the film to St. Louis.
We do not have the funds to be able to travel and be there in person, but writedirector Justin Zuckerman will be Zoom-ing in after the movie for a post-screening discussion.
There are really not too many good ways to get the word out about a small movie like this anymore - thought I'd pop on here just to let you know the movie exists, in the off-chance it happens it might be to someone's taste who can go.
The movie is something of an homage (and kind of a satire?) on the 'mumblecore' movies of the 2000s - it was shot for $2.5k on a miniDV camcorder, in a Brooklyn apartment whose rent was more than the entire shooting budget. It's an often-absurd comedy about a young woman who moves from FL to NYC and gets entangled in the crumbling relationship of the couple she moves in with.
We've had some good press and reviews for the movie, and if you're an aspiring filmmaker or just someone who enjoys small movies, I think you might like it.
Here's the trailer.
Thanks for taking a peek, friends! Hope to virtually see you there.

A-20/A-10: he works same as A-10 but every 5s he will gain 0.2x more speed and his brightness will increase. he can only do this 5 times.
A-40/A-35: he appears at the spawn and goes to the current room and every 5s he will throw ground orbs.
A-60/A-060: he appears at the spawn and uses an aim script to target on where you are. he despawns if you hide and can only appear if your not in a hiding spot.
A-100: he appears at the spawn and will rush to the current room when he reaches the current room he will scream like crazy while checking every locker and breaking some of them then when he checks all lockers (only gray) he will destory every gray locker and go to the center of the room and sink into the ground and despawn.
A-120: he works like Actual A-300 expect instead of summoing a random entity he will summon 2-6 minons.
M-120 (Minon of A-120) - he will shoot orbs towards you about 5-12of them every 2.5s before exploding himself.
A-150: i had no idea how this man could work so. he bassicly just chases you and checks every locker if your hiding in one and also checks every single other hiding spot. he disspears after 20s by sinking into the ground.
A-183: Super rare. he works same as the Current A-183 but rebounds 2-5 times.
A-200: super slow and chases you for 10s and also common.
And the others are fine...expect A-245 cuz he sucks... BRING BACK A-221 AND A-246 WITH NEW MECHANICS AND REMOVE A-245 GOD DAMMIT

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Been looking for something tiny to throw in car glove box or backpack for spur of moment perch fishing etc. The cheap $15 “pen rods” with the little reals intrigue me but all have like 2-3 star reviews. Are there any good little rods with small reels out there that that can be stuck in a pants pocket or not take up much room in a bag? Thanks for any insight:)

Okay so, my mom (50) is cheating on my dad (48). They have been married for over 25 years and this was absolutely devastating to hear when I found out.
My sister (18) called a kids meeting, and we all came into the room with her crying. Confessing that mom was cheating on dad with a family friend. She saw texts on her phone while they were driving somewhere - explicitly sexual talk. This is completely out of left field, my mum is an amazing person who takes such good care of us, she is such a kind soul.
Obviously this was pretty hot headed of me, but I said I don’t want to sit on this and we need to confront her now… so we did. We sat down with her and said straight up ‘are you cheating on dad with x?’. She admitted it but said it wasn’t anything more than just talk and text. But we didn’t believe her, she’s picked him up a few times from work and taken him home to one of her BEST FRIEND’S house. Also, my sister has noticed sometimes she turns off her location randomly for periods of time.
Anyway, we said this is horrible and that the communication needed to stop obviously. Now I will admit, dad has not been a good husband and this relationship should have ended a while ago. Not massive fights, they just don’t talk. Dad’s always stressed about work or money and is very hot and cold with affection. He’s a hardass and a traditionalist, y’know the type.
We do have a little brother (15) who has a few special needs, nothing crazy. And mum ‘offered’ to play the happy housewife for a few more years to see my brother through school. We obviously said that’s off the table at this point. Anyway we chatted for a bit before coming back to her and agreed that they need to separate, asap. Take some time to get yourself together, find a job xyz.
I regret this. Dad’s broken now, he’s left the house a few times for days. Pleading that he’s sorry and that they can make it work, he’s committed, like ‘I meant what I said at the alter’, it hurts to see and hear.
And this is completely unfair, Mum gets to stay home while dad goes? BS. We’ve all been pretty distant with her but she’s bad mouthing dad a bit, not a lot, to some close friends. I definitely know he was really poor in the relationship and she put everything into it, sacrificed her career and raised us. But cheating is too much.
It’s been 3 weeks, since we confronted her. Dads gone again, and I think separation is going to be permanent soon. I can’t stand dad being the bad guy, all of us harboring this secret. And I think moms still talking to this guy, caught her covering her phone and she wouldn’t show me.
Please help. I’m not sure what to do now, do I let them split like this, or do I tell my mom I’ve changed my mind and dad deserves to know truly why now she’s deciding to leave. We all just want to be around our dad.
TL;DR - Mom cheating on Dad, kids found out. Told her to divorce, feeling like he deserves to know that she cheated.

It’s been 2 days since she hasn’t answered me via call, text or anything! I would see her online on Facebook not posting but just being active. Sometimes I would even catch her reading my messages, it would literally say “read message at …” I’m so upset how clear can it get from here?
She’s done this a while back in the beginning of our relationship saying how she was going through things every other few days but apparently I found out she was planning on ghosting me around that time frame and would keep coming back for when it was convenient for her whether it was emotionally or if she needed the money.
Now this time I don’t know if it’s similar or if she’s seriously going through something because she hasn’t been like this for months and I thought we were doing really well. I gotten closer to her family, I’ve been there for her kids… even managed to take her to a nice/fancy hotel for a couple of days. I was literally just at her place for a week or two and had to leave because I was needing to help my grandma and all of a sudden when I came back home or back in town she messaged me a few times talking about “Good morning. I’m just stressing over rent it’s nothing you did” and I haven’t heard from her since.
I’ve been calling her back to back and messaging her back to back and still nothing.
She’s pregnant and her due date is this month. I don’t know if she’s going through labor already or if something happened but her being online and somewhat reading my messages makes no sense to me.
Can someone put two and two together and help me with what’s going on.
I even got in contact with her cousin today. They’re close as well and he’s really chill and open minded and told me how with her and her boyfriend she seems to care more about him and the kids and not as much about me (in other words) right now and to just keep contact from a distance right now because of the kids and other things. He doesn’t talk to her as much either but he told me how he knew her all of his life so he knows how she can get sometimes.
Still though, in my opinion she could’ve still reached out but she’s always playing this game if going MIA. She hasn’t done it in a while but apparently it’s starting again.
Kind of random and irrelevant but there was a point and time where she was talking absolute crap about me to one of my close friends and how the s*x wasn’t the best and how she didn’t truly love me etc and she said all of that to basically side with him and get money out of him (he shown me messages) but this was a while ago, a few months ago to be exact but it still hurts. She said a lot of horrible things about me as well that wasn’t even the worst part.
Her cousin earlier today mentioned how if she was really into me and took me seriously that she would’ve been territorial of me and possessive like how she is with her boyfriend of 9 years. He mentioned how he was testing her acting as if he was hitting on me and wanted my number and she didn’t care to give it to him and how we would’ve been cute together (in other words).

Hi all. I’m having an issue with buying my 14 year old a pair if these Crocs. My son gifted me a pair for mother’s day (unfortunately had to purchase from resellers) and my daughter wants a pair also. She usually wears the same size as me but when she tried on my pair (size 10 womens) she found them to be very loose. The front part and the back part have some room. I’m wondering if its due to her being quite thin and lanky (long legs , thinner feet) I have wider feet and do NOT have long lanky legs lol. Crocs don’t come in half sizes . Any advice please ?Thanks in advance

April 21st, 9:15 am - Jasper Investigative Department - Interrogation Room
An inconspicuous yellow folder sits lonesome in a dimly lit room. It’s storming outside today, daunting thunder rumbles dramatically, and lighting rips through the sky, illuminating the room for a mere second, the room then being concealed in darkness once more. Footsteps can be heard from down the hallway. Moments later, Cameron Brown walks through the door, a singular officer escorting him inside. He is without handcuffs today, and sits down in his chair without an exchange of words. The officer eyes Cameron carefully, but eventually walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. Cameron sits in his chair, awaiting Officer Garcia. He yawns. He was woken up much earlier than he usually is, and was quite cranky when he was told he’d have to leave his room for the time being. That being said, Cameron Brown is strangely content today. Expressing little to no signs of distress, erratic behavior, or violent mood shifts. He leaned his head back to face the ceiling as another strike of lightning rips through the cloudy sky, subsequently followed by the crashing of thunder. This doesn’t seem to bother Cameron though, as his eyes begin to flutter to a close. Eventually, he manages to fall into a light slumber. His eyelids close, and his breathing deepens and slows. Though, this moment of peace is abruptly interrupted by the door swinging open and crashing against the wall. Cameron jumps up in his seat, almost falling backward. His eyes are wide and panicked. Officer Isabella Garcia charges into the room like a wild animal. Her hair is messy, and her clothes are ruffled. She whips her head around wildly, until her eyes finally lock onto what they were looking for. Garcia practically jumps at the folder, swiping it up into her hands. As she is about to open it, she looks up at Cameron, who eyes her with confusion. She quickly turns her body to face away from him, and only then does she open the folder. She flips through the contaminants, her eyes scanning for any missing documents. Once she is sure all is okay, she turns back around to face Cameron, sitting down in her chair, and gently placing the folder down in front of her. She fixes her hair, pulling it back into a tight ponytail, then quickly flattens the wrinkle in her uniform. She coughs into her hand, clearing her throat, then lowers her arms down to the table, placing her left hand atop the yellow folder as she always does.
“Sorry for my late arrival, alarm clock didn’t go off.”
Cameron shrugged it off, though, his eyes gazed at the folder underneath Garcia’s hand intently. Garcia followed his gaze, pulling the folder closer to her. An awkward silence ensues, as both parties wait for the other to initiate conversation. Garcia pulls her tiny notebook out of her back pocket and then grabs the pen tucked behind her ear. She clicks it three times.
“You ready to start?”
Cameron takes his eyes off the folder, looking up at Garcia. “Oh-yeah, sure.”

Garcia nods, “Start whenever you’d like to.”

The walk to the foot of The Hill was longer than I remermbered it being. The day I tried to take my own life, I could’ve sworn it only took me a little under an hour to get to The Hill. Though, I wasn’t completely shocked by this. It made sense - I was seventeen, disillusioned, and depressed. Not only that, but I suffered major memory loss when I injured myself, then pumped up with medicine and pain killeers shortly there after. Still, though, the walk was long. Gabriel and I also had fifteen pounds of luggage loaded onto our backs. During Palmer’s preparation bootcamp, the group had to decide who were the strongest out of all of us. Gabriel was chosen without much thought, having previously being a D1 athlete, and I was chosen thereafter as the second strongest. To put it bluntly, we were basically used as mules. Anyway, it took us a little over four hours to reach The Hill. Spirits were high all throughout the hike. We sang campfire songs, Elias lectured us on forest foliage for a good half hour, we laughed at James and Mia’s constant bickering. It was nice, fun even. Though, as we reached the forest’s edge, my mood quickly shifted. As soon as my vision laid itself upon the foot of the hill, my body froze. My stomach flipped and churn, dropping down into my ass. The group walked past me, not realizing the paralaysis that had fell upon me. I tried to take a step forward, but I’d lost all control over my muscles. I tried to catch the attention of the others, but my voice fell short, the air catching in my throat. My knees began to quiver, and I began to shift backwards, as if my body were trying to escape back into the woods. The hair stood of my skin, and my arm began to throb right in the spot I broke it. I had to leave, I had to get out. I closed my eyes in an attempt to calm myself, but when I did, my fathers face appeared before me. His face welted and bled, and he opened his mouth to scream. An anguished screech bellowed from his mouth, and my eyes shot open. I fell to my knees as the scream continued, my bag crashing against my back on impact. I clawed at the sides of my face as the scream continued, paying no attention to the barrage of legs running towards me, kicking dirt dust in their path. Palmer dropped to the ground beside me, slapping his hands against my shoulders and shaking me. He was yelling something at me, but it was unintellligeble against the sound of screaming that only seemed to grow louder and louder.
Cameron! Cameron staushdsihdhishd….
Palmer pulled me in closer, until our faces were only inches apart. Though, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t understand him. The screaming grew louder, more panicked. I gripped at my chest, pressing my hand against my body to feel my heart beating. It was beating fast, so fast it felt inhuman. Suddenly, my head whipped to the side as a hand slapped itself across my face. The screaming stopped, and I whipped my hea dback around to face whoever hit me. Palmer, who’s hand was raised in the air, stared at me in shock. I opened my mouth to say something, but Palmer interrupted me.
“STOP SCREAMING.”
I looked at him, confused. Slowly coming to the realization that I had been the one screaming the entire time. I looked around at everyone. They all had fearful expressions on their faces, standing over me like I was deer they’d just hit on the highway. I closed my eyes, my fathers face was no longer there, just darkness. I sighed in relief, and my tense body went limp. I dropped my head onto Palmer’s shoulder, wetting his shirt with the tears that had began to well in my eyes. He wrapped his right arm around me, slowly patting my back. I could hear everyone slowly walking away, their footsteps shifting awkwardly in the dirt. When I picked my head back up, everyone had dispersed, leaving only me and Palmer. I looked up at him. He gently smiled back at me, though I could tell he was hiding a face of worry behind it. His lips separated to say something, but I shook my head.
“I’m fine. I’m calm now.”

This old dark blue couch is uniquely sized (only 55” total depth with chaise) for my shallow living room. I couldn’t find another like it and was quoted outrageous prices to have it reupholstered. I found a guy who sewed the pillow/seat cushions for pretty cheap and I tackled the base of the couch myself. Just used staples and some hand stitches. I also found that chair used for next to nothing and had that covered as well so it all matches.
Overall I think it looks it great and total cost was a fraction of what it would have been to buy new stuff and it’s exactly the right size. Now all I have to to decide is if I want to scotchgard it. I never did that so unsure if it’s good or not. The fabric is nomad snow from sailrite. Same fabric used on a lot of CB2 (expensive) furniture.
What y’all think? Not bad for a newb, right?

I am a step mom to 3 children, 13M, 16F, 19F for about a year now. The youngest and middle are terrible to one another, name calling, nasty comments, the 16 yr old frequent threatens violence, including but not limited to killing the 13 yr old. My husband (per my request) has gently talked with them regarding their interactions. Last night at dinner was terrible. The 16yr old was talking, the 13 year old interrupted, the 16 year old threatened to kill the 13 yo several times in a row, there was screaming, antagonizing, the 16yo got out of her seat. All the while my husband sat there saying "stop". I left the table, I couldn't stand it anymore. This morning I sat down the two and told them in no uncertain terms that their behavior toward one another would no longer be tolerated in this house and if they chose to continue their rude, hateful, abusive behaviors there would be consequences for their actions. They left the room and the 16 yo told my husband he should have been having that conversation with them, "not her". While she is not wrong, I feel like she just sees me as this extra person her dad has added to her life, despite everything.

Awhile back I posted looking for advice on running the module. Well I'm happy yo report that my players completed it, well a version of it at least.
Some of the content got missed, some got modified by me (such as replacing the toad room with an action oriented mini boss), and some was reflavored to match the setting (making some thematic changes to the BBEG).
Players had fun and I took away some valuable lessons. I think the party likes smaller dungeon floors and they seemed exasperated at how much of the final dungeon was empty. I'll also make for more variety of things to put in dungeons to highlight more of the players.
Most valuable was learning how to balance the encounters for this group. Lots of weak enemies seemed like them mowing down foes, which is fine in a big dungeon like that found in the module. But if I'm coming to compress the dungeons I think they should be a bit tougher.
Now to go read Strongholds and Followers so they can get a fort they've had their eye on.

I’m extremely lucky to be living in a shelter with my own room and don’t have to worry about my stuff being stolen, but yeah. Being homeless just really sucks. I miss having a home so much. I miss sleeping in a comfortable bed and taking a hot shower in a clean bathroom with privacy and being able to pet my cats whenever I wanted. I’m lucky I was able to find a foster for my cats so I can still see them but it’s usually once every few months now.
I know it could be a lot worse. I’m grateful for the roof over my head and that I don’t have to brave this heat with nothing but the clothes on my back.
We’ll get through this, brothers and sisters.

Ive recently felt like there’s something going on with my bf. I checked his twitter (were both inactive) and saw that he recently liked, followed and replied to p*rn models and random girls. Ive asked him about it and he said he didn’t know and baka napindot lang and apologized. I forgave him pero hindi ko alam bkit ang lakas pa rin ng kutob ko. He always takes his phone with him (he didnt do that before) and never left it out of his sight. Whenever I try to borrow it, he’ll throw a temper tantrum or if he would hand it to me he’ll ask what I am doing and take it back as soon as possible. I had a chance to check his phone, he was taking it to the bathroom to watch youtube daw while showering and I pushed that he should plug it since he’s going out. He did and I was able to check his ig search n saw 3 girls (2 of which he followed) and confronted him about it (he was really fast getting out of the shower lol). Sabi nya he knows them. Im checking his Google Activity history right now for my peace of mind and I’m telling myself I’m just paranoid since I’ve been cheated on before. To my surprise I kept seeing IG and Telegram being opened mostly both at the same time, hourly in the past 3 weeks. I had a chance to check his tg and viber noon and wala ako nakita. Now I feel like he just had the opportunity to hide or archive messages right before I was able to. Do you think this means something?
P.s., tinatago niya yung phone niya palagi sa akin. Lagi niya nang hawak unlike before, his phone is always facing his face whenever he opens it and pag bigla akong pumapasok ng kwarto he kind of slants it away from my view. We fought about my gut feeling before, but due to his anger issues, I wasn’t able to fully be vocal about my feelings since he was slamming things in our room. If I push the issue more, magagalit lang siya. He told me na wag ko siyang iaccuse nang walang receipt.
Pls tell me what I should do and please keep this in reddit. We’re engaged for 8 months now.

I currently rent a room and a friend needs a place to place becuase of an emergency, how long can someones sleep in my room (with me as well) untill it is no longer considered visiting? It says nothing specific about it in my contract. He needs a place to stay for one week so is that ok?

I don't know what to do I'm sitting here balling my eyes out I hate my fucking life I feel so fucking alone no one cares I have no one bro

Hello cofounder's!
About the Platform
BillSlice is an online platform that simplifies shared monthly bills between friends and family. BillSlice does this by offering bill splitting between 2-10 people, automatic notifications, in-app payments/auto-pay, and easy payment tracking. The web app is currently in beta and I am beginning to search for my first 100 users as well as a BIZ cofounder.
I built this application because my brother and I, whom I do not live with, share a cellphone plan. I manage the actual bill and every month its up to me to awkwardly collect the money from my brother. If I forget to do it, I don't get paid back. I built this to make my own life easier, and after talking to a lot of my friends and family, I've heard a ton of similar stories. Between streaming services, rent, utilities, and cell phone family plans, there is a market out there for this.
As for competitors, there are many bill splitting apps out there, but none that are built for managing recurring bills. The best way I can describe it is, if you have a one time payment use venmo, if you are on a group trip, use Splitwise, and if you have monthly bills with other people, use BillSlice.
What I am looking for
I'm looking for a non-technical co-founder that can compliment my technical skills. I am looking for someone that has a marketing, business development, or operations background. This person above all should have the passion to create a startup and the time commitment available.
If you are interested in this idea and want to chat, DM me.
Looking forward to meeting you!