Break

UPDATE: So I've been trying to read through as many comments as possible (not easy) and tried to answer as many direct questions as I could find. There are still comments pouring in, but I think I've had time to think this over.

I'd just thought I'd mention that we're not from the states, but from Stockholm, Sweden. Obviously not an anti-shirt dictatorship, but it's fully legal. I also didn't mention (Because I was at like 2999 characters) that Julia and I went to the Pride Parade together last year, as I do every year, and we saw plenty of boobs. She didn't express any discomfort then, so I didn't think she would be as upset as she was.

I've also realised that I wasn't merely upset on behalf of my friend, but more on behalf of my own beliefs. The benefit of eschewing gender norms, such as what a certain gender is allowed to wear or not wear, is indirectly related to a bunch of other strongly held beliefs I have about equality and society at large. None of us are here to debate,

I admit I posted a version of this on the relationship subreddit the other day, but they closed it with no explanation, I assume because they just decided it was fake. I can see how they might think that, but this is a true thing that happened and is happening, and now there is more to it because I actually got broken up with over it.

With all that is going on, we had stocked up on supplies, including some canned goods. I ordered a few weeks ago 30 cans of beans. 10 are black beans, 10 are kidney beans, and 10 are pink beans. Also, I ordered 15 cans of chickpeas. I thought this is a reasonable amount of beans and chickpeas to have every now and then and would last for quite some time.

However earlier this week I opened the cabinet because I wanted to make a vegetarian chili using two cans of beans, but all of the beans were gone. What the hell?

I asked my girlfriend and she told me she buried all of the beans in the woods.

At first I thought she was joking, but she explained, n

I'm a day one beta player and have purchased all expansions etc. I love me some Destiny! But sometimes you just gotta take a break! Hell take a break from shooters all together. I just pumped 170 hours into Persona 5 Royale, then Resident Evil 3 remake, and I'm on to FF7 remake now. (What a time for remakes and remasters)

My point is, I popped back on for just for a few days after a few months off and wow did it help. Suddenly I didn't mind doing the same strikes, some silly repetitive bounty. It was just the break I needed. Bungie isn't perfect and is deserving of constructive criticism, but they can't make everything perfect. And the more you play the same game, the more you start to see even the smallest cracks as glaring issues.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder!

Edit: Obligatory Rip inbox\this blew up!

My daughter, we'll call her Lily, is 14 and she is in a wheelchair. She made a new friend, Barbara, also 14, earlier in the school year who also uses a wheelchair, and they've become very close. Barbara has, in a way, strained mine and Lily's once very close relationship. She thinks Lily should be able to hang out more outside of school with their other friends, but I can't risk anything happening to my daughter with zero adult supervision, so I've had to say no. Barbara has come to our house several times, before the virus, and I can just tell that she puts things in my daughter's head about me, and I'm not comfortable with it at all, but my husband wants to encourage the friendship.

So, Lily has been talking to Barbara a lot during this isolation period over the phone and internet, and she told me today that she would prefer if I don't call her a special needs child anymore to family, my friends, or basically anyone else. She has never expressed this concern to me before, and I aske

Feeling so broken right now. Feeling like no one will ever understand. My boyfriend grew up in a nurturing family. He gets uncomfortable when I talk about this. He doesn’t get it and he doesn’t get ME. I wish I could cry in the arms of someone who would actually understand.

I got triggered just now because my boyfriend will sometimes find my clothes in his bed (we have separate rooms because I have a sleeping disorder) and then he will throw the clothes he finds outside my door in a crumpled heap. My dad used to do this. It was like a form of humiliation if I accidentally left my clothes laying somewhere. He crumple and throw them all outside my door. I’ve asked my boyfriend to please stop doing that. Instead he could just fold them nicely and hand them to me or just put them in his hamper. But he keeps doing it. He DOESNT understand how much pain I feel when these little things happen. Even when I explain. I can see it going over his head and a blank look in his eyes.

My dad wou

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Hey guys so let me give you guys updates on what happened. A lot of people were telling me to break up with my girlfriend and I guess I should have said that when she threatened to break up with me? But she has an anger problem so this is her way of escalating things. I know it sounds crazy, but its kind of normal here.

I held my ground and she was angry but she wasn’t going to leave my house, she told me to sleep on the couch I told her it’s my apartment and she can leave.

The next day she asks me for my passcode I tell her if she wants to look through my phone she can do so when I am here. She then tells me that she doesn’t care for looking through my phone, she wants to go out and protest and again and needs my phone since I am too cheap to buy her a new one.

I told her absolutely not, she then starts calling me a pussy. Saying that I should be supporting black people. And now I am not even okay with her going to the protests with my phone. I

I am honestly so exhausted to even go in detail. My long distance bf and I have been together for 16 months. It’s been very on/off, with all the breaks/breakups initiated on my end.

He has had a history of mental health issues including severe death anxiety (fear/anxiety of his own death and also that of his parents), depression, anxiety in general.

He claims I am the first woman he’s ever loved and that basically, envisioning our future together is what alleviates his death anxiety and such.

He dropped out of high school and spent his time working, until he decided to go back to school.

He is generally deeply unmotivated. He uses me / our future as his “motivation” to finishing school/ applying for college.

He spends all day playing video games and browsing reddit (lol) and watching Netflix. And then when he goes to bed, he gets severe anxiety that he just wasted another day, thus wasting his life.

I have graduated from a prestigious university and was having a blossoming c

All of this just went down this past weekend and honestly I just feel like I need to vent about it because it feels so unreal.

Backstory, my family has always been really healthy. We bond over walks, cooking together, and exploring state parks. Recently, my brother got married to a girl he’s only known for six months total, it came as a real surprise to all of us. But honestly if my brother was happy, I was happy for him. The thing is the girl he married is... really unhealthy. She’s extremely overweight and it’s caused a lot of health problems for her. I thought it was strange that my brother married her, as he’s a personal trainer and his previous girlfriends have been seriously fit.

Well it turns out the reason he married her so fast was because she was pregnant, and since she’s obsessed with babies she was definitely going to keep it, my brother was less than enthusiastic but wanted to step up to the plate. Unfortunately about a month after the marriage she miscarried, and it w

I want to scream at my MIL until the cows come home. I can't believe her.

I inherited my grandparents' house which is on a lake in a small slightly tourist-y town where I owned a pretty tourist-y business. I had to close my business in March because of COVID and I don't think I will ever be able to reopen. Prior to that my fiance had been looking for work near me so he could move to my place, but with his job being more stable I ended up moving to him. We haven't yet decided whether to sell my house or use it as an income property via AirBnB or similar.

The house is not set up as an AirBnB right now - it is very much still "my" house. Most of my belongings are still there, its walls are covered in pictures of my family, etc. It's in a very tourist-y neighborhood and most houses on the street are second homes for people, but not for me.

Last Wednesday my FMIL showed up while I was not home and told fiance "we're going to have a getaway with (friends) at the lake house this weekend so

Zavala and Shaxx etc really don't see it and are still carrying out Strike protocols like normal?

Let the term whales be defined as:

>“One of our audiences are invested players with a higher price threshold.“

Then,

>“[Whales] are willing to spend a lot of money for highly desired cards, be it reprints or alternate versions.“

Let the term “card” and “product” be synonymous to “game piece”.

It is given that game pieces are required to play the game.

Let a subset of all game pieces, which many players want to play with be called “desirable”.

Let the desirability of a card be proportional to its functionality in the game.

Then MaRo’s statement:

>“Desirable cards are desirable cards”

is equivalent to

>“highly functional game pieces are desirable cards.”

Therefore,

>“The issue is those desirable cards are also desired by players who that product is not aimed for.“

Becomes

>“The issue is those highly functional game pieces are desired by players who these games pieces are not aimed for.”

Thus MaRo’s conclusion

>“So when we make these products, that

Portland got back Zach Collins (he would've been back before the season anyway, but now he's back right away). We also got Nurk back 1 game earlier, which is good. It also helps that everyone else in the league will also be rusty, not just our injured guys.

It probably helps OKC that CP3 got some rest before the playoffs. Who else benefitted?

Edit: People here are underestimating rustiness

Background: I’m (17F) a mixed girl (Caucasian-African American). I spend holidays more with my white side, since my black side lives an hour away. Ngl, I hate most of the white side of my family. They’re dramatic, gossipers, rude, and some are kinda racist. I overall just don’t vibe with most of them. All of these apply to my EA (entitled aunt).

This entire story happened Christmas of 2019.

We all stayed at a HUGE house that we rented out in the mountains of Tennessee for a week to celebrate Christmas. Everything was going well and it was fun, though I was kinda annoyed because of my EA being bitchy...

Christmas Day came. We finished eating Christmas dinner and most of my fam went out to the patio to go in the hot tub, drink, or talk. My cousin (kid of EA, 19F, named “M”, VERY close to her) and I went upstairs into the room we shared. We were talking about girls (she’s les, I’m bi), smoking a blunt, and having fun. During our smoke sesh, my gf calls. Keep in mind, she’s from Côté D’