Hi Guys, Let me tell u not so simple story about me and a girl. And i need some genuine advices from you guys. Please listen to me and let me know what do u think. 2 years back, me and this girl met through a colleague. Actually, we went down few times and one night she got so Drunk. And that led to you know what. After that night we decided to date eachother. It was not an usual romantic story where one of person approachs someone and try to build the bond first. In the our case we did something which people do at pretty later stage of their relationship. So we started building the bond afterwards. I mean to say that we started dating only after that. Let me tell you something about this girl first and then me. She was actually my classmate in my masters and had a boyfriend. But we were in a different sections. But we never talked during our masters to eachother. We just knew eachother by faces. And also we had different group of friends. She was quite popular in college and was really good at extracurricular activities. She loved the adventures, fun and ofcourse the attention of people she gets. Meanwhile, i was more of a introvert person who loved his studies and closed group of friends. I was from very low-middle class background. So studying and getting god job was the only aim for me at that time. Later by luck, we both got placed in same MNC in college placement. Meanwhile, she got broken up with her college boyfriend as she told me. After that we started talking a little bit and eventually started meeting with eachother. It was just a common office colleagues courtesy there between and no such bond as it is. We were no match at first and i also never thought of as her someone who i will date because we were so different and she is also way out of my league at that time. But after night when we spent sometime a night together at my friend's flat. Then things went different and we seriously started dating eachother, going out, making trip plans and spending some quality time together. While i was happy that i could find someone so amazing in my life. She was looking to me as i was doing everything i can to make her queen of my life. Yes, i was kind of that hard-core SRK style lover. And she liked it so much about me. Later after dating for few months, we moved in together in a flat.we started living there and we did everything to make eachother happy. It was not one sided, she actually cared about me as well and she also made me a better and happy person in life. But now i will tell you the other side of story as well. She quite oftenly go out saying to me that she was going out with her relatives or parents. And she can't pick up my call and she will call me next day. Sometimes it was okay but later i started noticing this pattern quite often. I don't want to ruin her privacy and don't wanted to be a clingy partner. So i let her did whatever she felt ok. This was happening every 2-3 weeks, where she just got disappeared for 1-2 night. No messages, no calls, no replies whatsoever. I asked her few times but she told me that her parents are so conservative and couldn't pick your calls or can't talk to you right now. While we were there in the flat together, she has particular timings of her calls, which she called that was from her some college friends or parents. She regularly had some calls at 9 AM, around 1PM, later 6 PM in evening and 9 PM at night. This was her some pattern, i might be wrong but this felt okay for me sometimes and she has so many friends which she talk to regularly. After celebrating her birthday, i wanted to know whom she was talking to. And before moving out from our flat, just 10 days before i got her phone and tried to check her WhatsApp. That particular day, my world got shattered After all this time, she was talking to some guy in which was way way closer to her that i thought. they were doing good morning and goodnight to eachother. They were making plans of meeting all this time. They were discussing the details of their body about eachother. They even send pics of eachother, which she never did to me. Same night i confronted her asked about this guy and she told that she wanted to told me about him from a very long time about this guy and she was in committed relationship when she met me. She have tried multiple times to tell me about this guy but never got a chance or courage to told me. Bur suprisingly she later that night told me that she and i were not in any kind of committed relationship. As for her it was okay to be with me physically, mentally in evey way since we were just dating, friends with benefits or whatever you call it. Cut to sort today we are still together, one year passed and i forgiven her mistakes quite while long back. It's been almost 1 year to that incident. And i don't whether i have made a right decision or not but giving her second chance. Pleas let me know your thoughts about my storry.

Hi Guys, Let me tell u not so simple story about me and a girl. And i need some genuine advices from you guys. Please listen to me and let me know what do u think. 2 years back, me and this girl met through a colleague. Actually, we went down few times and one night she got so Drunk. And that led to you know what. After that night we decided to date eachother. It was not an usual romantic story where one of person approachs someone and try to build the bond first. In the our case we did something which people do at pretty later stage of their relationship. So we started building the bond afterwards. I mean to say that we started dating only after that. Let me tell you something about this girl first and then me. She was actually my classmate in my masters and had a boyfriend. But we were in a different sections. But we never talked during our masters to eachother. We just knew eachother by faces. And also we had different group of friends. She was quite popular in college and was really good at extracurricular activities. She loved the adventures, fun and ofcourse the attention of people she gets. Meanwhile, i was more of a introvert person who loved his studies and closed group of friends. I was from very low-middle class background. So studying and getting god job was the only aim for me at that time. Later by luck, we both got placed in same MNC in college placement. Meanwhile, she got broken up with her college boyfriend as she told me. After that we started talking a little bit and eventually started meeting with eachother. It was just a common office colleagues courtesy there between and no such bond as it is. We were no match at first and i also never thought of as her someone who i will date because we were so different and she is also way out of my league at that time. But after night when we spent sometime a night together at my friend's flat. Then things went different and we seriously started dating eachother, going out, making trip plans and spending some quality time together. While i was happy that i could find someone so amazing in my life. She was looking to me as i was doing everything i can to make her queen of my life. Yes, i was kind of that hard-core SRK style lover. And she liked it so much about me. Later after dating for few months, we moved in together in a flat.we started living there and we did everything to make eachother happy. It was not one sided, she actually cared about me as well and she also made me a better and happy person in life. But now i will tell you the other side of story as well. She quite oftenly go out saying to me that she was going out with her relatives or parents. And she can't pick up my call and she will call me next day. Sometimes it was okay but later i started noticing this pattern quite often. I don't want to ruin her privacy and don't wanted to be a clingy partner. So i let her did whatever she felt ok. This was happening every 2-3 weeks, where she just got disappeared for 1-2 night. No messages, no calls, no replies whatsoever. I asked her few times but she told me that her parents are so conservative and couldn't pick your calls or can't talk to you right now. While we were there in the flat together, she has particular timings of her calls, which she called that was from her some college friends or parents. She regularly had some calls at 9 AM, around 1PM, later 6 PM in evening and 9 PM at night. This was her some pattern, i might be wrong but this felt okay for me sometimes and she has so many friends which she talk to regularly. After celebrating her birthday, i wanted to know whom she was talking to. And before moving out from our flat, just 10 days before i got her phone and tried to check her WhatsApp. That particular day, my world got shattered After all this time, she was talking to some guy in which was way way closer to her that i thought. they were doing good morning and goodnight to eachother. They were making plans of meeting all this time. They were discussing the details of their body about eachother. They even send pics of eachother, which she never did to me. Same night i confronted her asked about this guy and she told that she wanted to told me about him from a very long time about this guy and she was in committed relationship when she met me. She have tried multiple times to tell me about this guy but never got a chance or courage to told me. Bur suprisingly she later that night told me that she and i were not in any kind of committed relationship. As for her it was okay to be with me physically, mentally in evey way since we were just dating, friends with benefits or whatever you call it. Cut to sort today we are still together, one year passed and i forgiven her mistakes quite while long back. It's been almost 1 year to that incident. And i don't whether i have made a right decision or not but giving her second chance. Pleas let me know your thoughts about my story.

This post is going to be a story generated by CHAT GPT-4 in Journal Form. Let’s see where this goes!
Question: You are a teenage medieval baker and the king and his army of knights and archers are marching back to the castle after a huge battle they have won against a formidable neighboring kingdom. Please write a journal entry for this day and give yourself and the king a name and a coat of arms for the kingdom you belong to.

CHAT GPT-4 Response:
March 31, Year of Our Lord 1373
Dearest journal,
Today was a most extraordinary day, one that shall be remembered for ages to come. The sun rose with a hopeful glow, and the town buzzed with excitement as we prepared to welcome back our victorious king, His Majesty King Alistair the Bold, and his brave army.
As I, Thomas the Baker's Apprentice, a mere boy of sixteen, kneaded the dough for the bread, my mind couldn't help but wander to the tales of valor and triumph on the battlefield. I could only imagine the strength and courage it must have taken to face the warriors of the neighboring Kingdom of Thorncrest, known for their fierce and skilled soldiers.
Our kingdom, Fairhaven, is symbolized by the majestic golden lion, standing proudly on a field of azure. This lion represents strength, wisdom, and loyalty - the very virtues that King Alistair embodies. The king's coat of arms, passed down from generations, is a testament to the unwavering spirit of our people. It features the lion alongside a silver crescent moon, symbolizing the balance between power and grace.
As the sun reached its zenith, the moment we had all been waiting for finally arrived. The castle gates opened, and the king's procession entered the town square. The air was filled with the thundering hooves of the king's mighty steed and the cheers of our fellow townsfolk. My heart swelled with pride as I beheld the sight of King Alistair, his armor gleaming like the sun and his face filled with the joy of victory.
As the baker's apprentice, it was my humble honor to present King Alistair with a freshly baked loaf of bread, shaped like our kingdom's emblem - the golden lion. I approached the king with the offering, my heart pounding in my chest. When he accepted it with a gracious smile, it felt as though I, too, had played a small part in the day's glorious events.
As night fell and the celebrations continued, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the safety and prosperity our kingdom enjoys under King Alistair's rule. I shall remember this day for the rest of my days, and hope that one day, my own children will grow up to know the greatness of our kingdom and the courage of its people.
Until we meet again, journal.
Yours faithfully,
Thomas, the Baker's Apprentice

Hi! I’m 24f looking for 20+ and these are some prompts that I’m looking to play out! I am looking to move to discord eventually but I am happy to talk out ones that you might have too that you think I may be interested in based on the ones I’ve put. I am only looking for F at the moment, and I’m happy to rework the plots of these into something that we both would enjoy if you aren’t feeling any of these. I am looking for someone who can respond at least once a day or just let me know if you will be busy for a few days. I like to have fun, and I want you too as well I don’t have minimums cause this isn’t an essay but as long as you put effort in your responses I will be satisfied. Romance and what comes with it is necessary for me not to get bored so if you don’t like that it’s okay, we might just have different styles. I can write in third person and first which ever works.
Plots that I have - Victorian era: vampire X vampire hunter, or demon X demon hunter. Victoria has been alive for many many years after being blessed with vampire blood. Recently however a group of human hunters have shown up in England, her home and it has displeased her greatly. Since she is one of the wealthiest households around money is never a problem. But most humans won’t fight their own. So she’s going to have to take matters into her own hands. After taking out most of a hunting party she takes one of them back alive to get information out of them and ends up being charmed by their personality and decides to let them live… a little more - Vikings- Astrid had been trained to fight her whole life. She was a force of nature and the gods protected her. She had never lost a fight, so she was ready for battle. But battle is always far bloodier than you can imagine. After a particularly violent raid she returns home. Though missing many of her fellow Vikings who died along the journey. Her childhood friend is waiting for her to get back, having finally worked up the courage to confess her feelings and yet. The person who came back was different than the Astrid she new - Avatar- Rinaí was the chiefs daughter so she had many responsibilities that others did not. She had spent many many years in the forests of pandora taking care of her tribe and the nature around it, protecting it from the sky people. When her father told her she is to marry the daughter of a water chief from miles away, to unify the tribes once and for all. Well she was shocked, the water tribes are so different from us, sure we were much closer to the coast than other tribes but why her? Why not her brothers? She and the other chiefs daughter will have much to teach each other. They are very similar and yet very different. - The Last of Us: that was it, she couldn’t run anymore. She was too tired to keep going. There was a hoard not to far back and if she wanted to live she was going to have to think of something fast. As she hears the screams and clicks getting closer she suddenly hears shots going off. She looks around and then up and sees flashes coming from a building beside her. It was a tall apartment building which had vines growing all over it. She uses the last bit of energy she has to run into it, slowly but surely making her way up the stairs to the sound of gun fire. Finally she gets to the room she can hear it coming from. She opens the door and sees the woman swing around, pointing the gun at her. She opens her mouth to say something but her vision goes black and before she can help herself she’s slumped over on the floor, passed out. - Mafia: Ari was a waitress at a bar, and she enjoyed it too. She got to meet lots of people. She made good tips, her boss was always polite and respectful to her. It was perfect for her. Then one day a woman walks in she doesn’t recognize, and she’s got body guards with her. ‘Who the hell brings body guards to a bar?’ She thinks with a sigh as she goes to serve her. The woman seemed very interested in her when she went to get her drink order. So Ari asks her boss about the woman, little did she know is that woman ran the largest crime syndicates on this side of the country. She did know however that the woman wanted her, she had made it very clear. - Hades(f) and Persephone: all the other gods have always been jealous of their eternal love for eachother. Constantly sending them trials and challenges to test their love. The gods of the underworld prevail every time much to the other gods annoyance, as does their love. (Very lovey dovey rp) -also would love to do an ancient Egypt rp but I don’t really have an idea for it yet lmk if you do!

CHAPTER ONE: ONE MONTH AGO

I ran off the bus.
Again.
Others would probably suck up all the noise but I couldn’t. The sound of the mother shushing her child, the jolting of the bus and all the people getting on and off, pushing past me — it had all just got to me so bad.
My first thought was to call Dad until I remembered he was at a doctor’s appointment. And I couldn’t call Ma because she couldn’t drive. So there I was, walking along a road, following Google Maps to the best of my abilities.
‘Turn left at Potato Road,’ but I was pretty sure I went right instead. ‘Turn right at Dove Park,’ but I was certain I just kept walking forward.
I knew I was truly lost when I came to Crescent Street, where all the smokers hung out in front of the post office and big dogs owned by old men barked at everyone. Seeking shelter from the uncomfortable eyes under the bus stop, I looked at the timetable for the soonest arrival of a bus that’d take me to school.
“Hey,” a bus driver abruptly said, making me turn around with wide eyes. “You gonna get on or not?”
I was too busy being annoyed at having to wait for fifty minutes to notice that a bus stopped, letting other people off. For some miraculous reason, the driver actually waited for me.
“Do you… go to school?”
“Which one?”
“Strawb.”
He laughed. “You’re about as far from that place as it’s possible to be.”
My face fell. “Oh.”
“Listen, I can take you to Grenville Road.”
“Where’s that?”
“It’s right down the road from your school, but it’s going to take a while to get there.”
“Okay.”
The driver cocked his head for me to get on. I quickly took out my bus pass and scanned it, then meekly sat myself down near the front of the bus. After ten minutes, I decided to watch some videos about the Victorian Era. After fifty, I just looked out the window and blared my Chinese music into my ears. When he had said it would take a while to get to school, I didn’t think he meant almost two hours.
I picked at my skin, preparing to get off at the next stop and just walk home. But then an automated voice said, “Alight here for Grenville Road.”
I rushed out the door and briskly strode up the hill. A large red sign with white lettering popped up in the distance. Rushing towards the school, I pressed the metal button of the intercom.
“Hi.”
“Hello, who are you?”
“Hi, I need to go in. I… I’m new.”
Something buzzed, and the gate slid open. Slipping inside, I stared up at the grand brick buildings crawling with ivy. We had visited over the weekend so that I could get acquainted with the layout, but now the whole place towered over me.
“Hi,” a woman called from the main building’s entryway. “Are you Mara Finch?”
I walked over to her, keeping my eyes on the ground. She had black, dirty shoes. “Yes,” I said, trying to relax my fidgety hands. “I missed Math and English.”
“That’s all right. We can sort that out later if you get in trouble. Do you know where your form room is?”
“No.”
“Follow me. I’ll show you.”
She led me around what seemed like all the school. We went up a lot of stairs, past courtyards and two gyms, then even more stairs and three corridors. Eventually, we came to a black door which she opened for me. After trying to fix the creases of my black trousers and red blazer, I stepped inside. The chatter fell to a murmur, then silence, and I instantly wanted to step out.
“Hello,” Mr. Wright said to me. I didn’t say anything. He had brown hair and was wearing a maroon cardigan that looked very itchy over his white shirt. “Are you Mara?”
“Yes, she is,” the lady behind me said for me.
Mr. Wright turned to the class. “This is Mara. I expect you to treat her with respect and kindness.” He looked at me again, and I finally mustered up the courage to meet his eyes. “Why don’t you say something about yourself?”
“Like—” I took a breath and spoke slowly, trying not to stutter. “Like what?”
“Like, for example, what your interests are.”
“Oh.” I stared at him, at all the other kids. I wished a hole would appear in the ground and just swallow me up. But one didn’t. “My name is, um… no, you already know my name… I-I like the Victorian Era.”
Some kids started snickering and looking at their friends. I knew what that meant. They thought I was stupid. I looked down at the ground, shifting and picking at my skin. Still no hole.
“All right, all right. That’s enough. Settle down,” Mr. Wright said. “Mara, why don’t you sit over there?”
Through the heads of blonde, black and brown, there was a boy with a blue buzzcut. I’d barely noticed him, but then again, I barely noticed anyone since I was too busy trying to wish my existence away. Walking over to the table and seating myself down, I stared meekly at the surface of it. Engraved on the sides and top were things like, ‘Joseph was here, 2016,’ and ‘Mr. Wright is awesome.’
And I thought I was going to stay staring at the table for the rest of form time until someone said, “Hey, Mara,” to me. It was the blue-haired kid. He smiled. “I like the Victorian Era too.”
I looked at him, wide-eyed. And I don’t know what happened that day, but the world seemed a little brighter.

Long story short. A very toxic and complicated, stagnant relationship of 4.5 yrs. Both of our first relationship. Last year around dec, he went to his home country to take a break. Never established rules or clauses of that break despite me asking because I was very confused. Said he just wanted to recover on his own, no plans of seeing anyone.
Would msg/call sporadically during this period. Very confusing and mentally ravaging. Said he needed more time to work up fuel to be properly present in a relationship.
Granted we both suffered in our relationship. We were lonely and just in pain but didn’t officially break up. I kept asking him to break up officially if that’s what he wanted but either way let ME KNOW and a clear direction out.
We love each other too much to break up but are also miserable together.
Anyways, feb time, he downloaded a dating app, had a 2 week long affair I guess-highly sexualized convos and met up with her, 2-3 times. Made out. Made plans to have sex but then lost interest and backed out and told her he wasn’t ready for a new relationship.
During this time (I matched timelines), he was also sparingly msging me every now and then, sending hugs, miss yous, only wanting a future with me etc but no clear indication of return or a break up. I thought ok maybe he needed more time to mentally/physically recover so I let it be anf worked up the patience and courage to stop expecting and looking his way.
Come March, we don’t talk - almost none. He comes back. We meet up once. He talks about work and then slowly initiates intimacy with me. I get on with it cuz I love him too. He leaves saying we’d properly talk later. Later never comes. But takes me out on a weekend trip for my bday where I stumble upon his chat/photos of hickeys etc with the bumble date. I break down, completely. I lose the plot. He says he wanted to tell me but didn’t have the courage but was working it up and knew it’d be the end of things. But respects my decision. Asks for another chance to build something new, says 2 weeks were enough to know that he only wants me but understands if I never wanna see him again. Says in his mind, we were broken up when he saw that girl briefly but admits he did me wrong by not officially cutting me off/breaking up. Acts truthfully. Wants to make amends but not by force and wants to commit to me.
I’m now too broken, shaken up, and disoriented in relationships, trust, love, men etc and I feel a death of myself - a self that could so easily be replicated with someone else.
I keep having flashbacks of the messaging between them and imagery of them making out. It’s torturing me.
I know I love him. I know it happened when our relationship was just dead. But he should have still communicated to me esp when I was begging him that he could leave if he wanted to but at least say something. I don’t know if it’s worth it.

Today I went to work, I’ve had the signed divorce paperwork for a week now. My stbxw mentioned if I would file them today. Without hesitation I said yes. I’ve been replying to her the last few days but can see it’s a sort of support for them. None for me. I evaluated it all today. It was all or nothing today.
I dismissed myself from work/meetings. I live a few counties away from my own. I could’ve gone into the local one I work at, but drove the 40 plus miles. No thought, no care just go.
Once I parked, I felt the confidence dwindling. The guard check was lonely and boring. My head was screaming at me. I held it well. I asked for directions to the clerk to file for my divorce but like Charlie Brown , all I heard was the adult mumbles.
I got to the right clerk after asking different windows. Needless to say it was an empty building for the most part. I was called to the window and proceed to turn over everything I had. Of course we missed a packet portion. I had to call her and tell her I am filing out a form without her and needed her social. Finished and asked the clerk for a copy. They didn’t even bother charging me for copies. $230 bucks later , I was getting courage again.
Walking back out to the car I get a phone call from my best friend, i advise what I just did. As I’m snapping photos of the receipt and dates, I sent it out to my WW and dropped the call with my friend to call her.
Here I am , a mess holding onto a thread. I don’t know why I even bothered. I mentioned what I was told by the clerk , she was cold and callus. She began to say something, and I simply said “I can’t hear you now. “ I hung up.
I got the strength to drive at this point, but the tears came. My friend called me again, and I told him I couldn’t talk. As I was about to hang up, she had texted me saying “I’m so sorry”. I just pulled over and cried.
I haven’t replied to her, she sent me hours later a text saying she misses our daughter and how is she doing’. I didn’t even bother replying, I had my daughter text her mom so I wouldn’t.
I’ve been just looking at my laptop, a google Home Screen that hasn’t changed or been typed on for an hour. I feel relieved, but dead.
Freedom at what cost? I’m not to blame for her cheating, but I’m not happy or mad. These grief stages keep me entertained with my depression.
I’m sure there will be more soon.

I've never felt this way about anyone - everything we do together is fun, and comfortable, and just wonderful - even shopping and just walking around. I was at the store just now, without her - and I just started thinking about all the times we've gone shopping together, or to parks, touristy places, and anywhere - and it's all great.
Other people I've dated have either annoyed me, or pissed me off, or just made me feel lonely and unhappy - even friends gave me trouble, back when I was sort of trying - but she's an amazing friend to me, too.
If you're single and giving up, because you think there's no one out there you'll ever meet who clicks with you - you could be right, but you could also be wrong (and it's definitely worth it, if find that). Don't give up.
I WUV WUV WUV MY GIRLFRIEND UWU YESH I DOO, SHE SO PURTY AND SWEET AND NICE AND I WANT TO BE WITH HER FOREVER AND EVER AND MARRY HER, IF SHE ENDS UP LETTING ME, AND HAVING AS MANY KIDS AS SHE WANTS, AND BEING WITH HER AT THE STORE SOMETIMES, AND AT HOME, AND ANYWHERE SHE WANTS TO GO, I WUUUUVVBBB YOUUUUU!!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!

I’ve wanted this for awhile and finally found it! Love this series. It’s like horror icons meet Scooby Doo. Have Michael Myers coming the mail soon 👍🏻

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We are looking for people just to chill, drift, drive around and just use it as a place to relax and have fun, such a large variety of cars from BMW, Mazda, Nissans, Corvettes to Drivable Porta Pottys and scooby doo machines. come check them out.
I think i'm also the only FIVEM drift server to have photos (with spawn codes) of EVERY car that they have in the server, categorised in discord.
Come tell us what you think of our server here: (https://discord.gg/3Zjrcwddcx) or join directly using connection code (a8lko5) (YOU MUST BE IN DISCORD BEFORE JOINING)
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I can't recall a single moment of my life where I thought that existing in this reality was worthwhile. Like, I lowkey don't even believe other people think that. How can you just go around thinking "Huh, I'm glad I was around to see that!" or "Life is actually pretty cool most of the time, don't you think?" I just don't get it. How is that possible? My life has been an endless stream of monotony, stress, anxiety, and distractions broken up by the occasional fucked up event. Wake up, go to school/work, come home, eat dinner, play video games, masturbate, sleep. On the weekends/during vacations, skip the school/work part. Repeat for 25+ years (I'm 31, basically been doing this same shit since I was like 5 or 6 - felt this way at least since age 9 for sure).
Sure, I am to blame for the way my life is currently. I could change the narrative tomorrow. Do something different. But what? Everything that I've tried to do, for precisely that reason, has had 0 impact towards improving my life. Mental health treatment has been a decade-long slog that has had 0 results. MeetUps, volunteering, regular job changes, attempts at post-secondary education, all fruitless and have left me friendless. Dating apps, 0 matches. Jobs don't pay enough to vacation anywhere interesting. I still live with my parents because of shitty financial decisions coupled with an intense fear of the unknown.
And now, this entire year, everything in my life has been stressful. Work is stressful. Home life is stressful. Existing is stressful. There hasn't been a moment since January 1st where I wasn't stressed. If I'm awake and not in bed, I'm stressed out and anxious. Sometimes I'm stressed and anxious even when I am in bed.
I have no goals, dreams, aspirations, desires. No fun hobbies or exciting plans. Nothing to look forward to. All my previously-useful distractions are useless now. Video games are no longer fun or interesting, TV shows and movies are all the fucking same, and I can't read a book for more than 5 minutes without my mind wandering back to my miserable existence. The only reason I still exist is because not existing will hurt my parents more than I can possibly fathom. But honestly, I'm almost beyond caring at this point. Tomorrow's a new day but if I still feel this way, well, maybe I'll finally gather the courage to do something about it.

I'm using a dupe account for anonymity.
Alright, this is something I need to open up with. This is something about which I need like minded people to talk to and piece this all together. It’s ruining my sleep (I got three hours last night because I was so terrified of falling back asleep and waking up to something unpleasant), making me snap into fight or flight responses when I hear the damn crockpot say it’s done because something behind me spoke, and something that is making the stress and worry in my life infinitely worse.
I’m like 99.9% sure I’ve been abducted by aliens.
Now… This is something that I feel has been happening for a while and it’s always kinda been a running gag between me and my family/friends. “There goes *name and address withheld*, how were the aliens last night?” they’d say. “Oh, creepy, as usual, sound based paralysis, keeping me knocked out, the classic” I’d reply. And I’d be off on my next adventure! But it wasn’t a joke to me. I could delve more into previous experiences and I want to since I feel you all could help me. However, I want to jump to what I feel was the turning point in all this because as scary as waking up paralyzed and unable to scream was, sleep paralysis is a real disorder. I wrote a note asking the aliens to stop abducting me and the paralysis stopped for a while but that could easily have been psycho-symatic. I lived in a haunted house (a whole other story but don’t worry the ghosts were friendly) so of course I would be scared of the dark in some way and be worried about seeing faces outside the window or felt myself being watched. Heck, once or twice I kinda felt myself floating a bit waking up at night but that could easily have been me being woozy from having suddenly woken up at night. Things continued like that on and off from childhood to early adulthood.
Before recently, it was only sleep paralysis and maybe a weird dream or two followed by some odd thoughts or sensations like snapping awake and either feeling or having a voice in my head say “it’s okay it’s all over now” (which only started happening a few years after the first few paralysis episodes as a teen/young adult).
Fast forward, past childhood, teenage years, into adulthood having moved out and things began getting more intense (which does not necessarily mean malevolent as I’ll get into). I suddenly had multiple experiences where I “saw” something.
Now... “Saw” is a bit of a loaded term. In my entire life there's really only been a couple moments that I think I could qualify as having "SEEN" them which are the most recent moment, funnily enough.
As of the past year or so, I now have three categories of experiences. The most vivid are waking moments where I can tell I'm not in a dream, although I am sometimes not fully conscious, like having a snippet of something like half waking up from anesthesia and then passing out again (although never experiencing some horrible experimentation thing). These include moments like seeing I’m kinda dangling in the air and thinking “cool! This is happening!! (sudden change in feeling as I wake up more as if my dream state and waking state react differently) wait… Oh shit this is happening okay be calm hold up I’m gonna bump into that window no it’s gonna let me through and dematerialize” that sort of thing. Second is dreams that become more real, like one time I was dreaming normally and suddenly found myself choosing to run into the master bathroom, then it felt more real and I was crying to “please, just leave me alone” and feeling pure and utter shame and disgrace that I left my wife sleeping in the bed while I let my instinctual fear take hold of me before a sudden, short buzz snapped through my forehead and I was calm and walked out and there were two tanish (color not fully remembered) not too short Grey aliens, one leaning in the doorway and another sitting on the bed and then the dream was over. Finally there were just dreams like when I was practicing being a keeper in soccer and was doing well but then when a harder opponent came I got distracted by trying to do nice things instead of being a keeper (like getting the ball when the opponent said don’t because it’s their job to get the ball they kicked too far). That made the opponent feel disappointed in me and I felt bad I failed them but I somehow knew it was aliens training me or something and thus I had to work on my focus because they’re training me and training involves not being perfect. Obviously those dreams are the ones I least expect people to believe regardless of any information I give.
I’m sorry if I sound disjointed or rambling so far. I just have a lot of things about which I have never spoken about so I feel I have to mention this stuff.
But, let's get into the first time that I, in my waking state and no possible super realistic dream, saw something.
There’s been 3 of those where I believe I saw an alien. But the first was back in the middle of last year when my wife was abroad on vacation. I refused to sleep in the bedroom almost the entire time because I was terrified of them abducting me and not having my wife there as ... I dunno, another person to help, comfort me, etc? I think this was after that bathroom dream where I felt shame and another similar incident. But I digress. I slept on the couch with the tv on and facing the bedroom door, ready to pop up at any time and see them (I still fall asleep with a view on the entire room in case I wake up so I can see them). But still, I finally worked up the courage on the very last day before she came home to sleep in there because something told me in my head, or some feeling, that it was important that I slept in there at least once. I felt it was the beings telling me I had to overcome my fear and be able to go with them or that I knew it from somewhere else. So... I left some long ass video playing on my phone and passed out on top of the sheets in my clothes not even laying on the pillows. This was hours after I normally went to sleep because I was procrastinating- I mean getting the courage lololol.
I slept for a few hours, and... At the end of the dream I was having, it suddenly morphed into something of that second kind I mentioned. Say what you want, but the dream had a different feel to it then, more tangible and real but not quite as vivid and in a real location like the bathroom one. For some reason, the submerged school I was in with fish swimming in the halls had a certain presence. I was suddenly trying to influence the fish and water and everything but couldn’t get it. Then some large entity like maybe a whale or shadow of a manta ray was nearby and I said something like “oh, I am slowing down time but only for me because you’re slowing down time around me”. I forget the exact words and looking back they don’t make the most sense but the main idea was that whatever I was doing with time was being counteracted and it was a revelation that I wasn’t fucking up, I “got it”. Then, the “camera” the view of the dream shifted and I saw the “sport model” ufo ( Picture of the "sport model" ) fly from my position into the next room of the school and land on a pedestal near the back with the water all swirling around beneath it. For some reason, I knew this was the ship taking me home and I was getting a glimpse of the craft, allowed to know just a BIT more about what I experienced instead of having my memories wiped.
Okay, bit weird, but like, at that point I was all in the UFOs and UAP legislation rabbit hole. Of course I had a weird dream about it.
Except… When I woke up at dawn and looked out my bedroom door, I saw, half in the hallway bathroom doorway... A Grey. A typical, short, big headed, big eyed alien. Naked though, no jumpsuit, I don’t think, but I guess I could be wrong because it was sort of hazy. I snapped up onto my hands and knees, half leaning forward to get a better look and half trying to fully wake up. Before this I had actually said to my wife that I’m sure plenty of people would willingly go with aliens and let them do some medical tests and all that if they asked nicely so they could learn about us and we could learn about them. I honestly would if they just rang me up and asked so I could see a real life spaceship and help them know more about my species. So, I thought, with the dream I just had, were they finally just gonna come over and not be all spooky and say hello and we can be friends? I hopped up and said “Hi!” in some sort of breathy like thank god you’re here sort of tone which was a HUGE deal for me because I worked for YEARS to overcome my innate TERROR of even a basic DRAWING of a Grey alien and also switch my fight or flight response half because of how I felt during previous sleep paralysis or weird dream experiences. However, the alien was kind of frozen, it was t-posing like a glitched game character for lack of a better word, and it eventually disappeared into the muted blue nothing of the fading night, like it went from 50% opacity to 0. It didn’t feel like a dream then. I was awake and getting out of the bed and I’ve never hallucinated before when in the pre waking twilight. Heck, I never really saw anything when having sleep paralysis and that’s a symptom of sleep paralysis. And then I just sort of... Went about my day from then.
I just sort of knew at that moment for a fact that they were seeing how my waking self would respond to seeing one of them. I feel it may not have even been a real alien but just a projection or a dummy. The feeling of the real me, the dream state self, being totally cool with them but the waking self tied to the fleshy bone sack with animal instincts having that innate “WHOA WTF” feeling I have to deal with is something I’ve felt for a bit.
Still, there are two other waking moments where I saw a Grey alien but never a clear and obvious moment, always obscured in some way, but, so far, I feel that’s the point. I’m not supposed to see them flat out yet, you know? I’m not supposed to be one of those people who claim they got to walk around the ship yet. I’m getting closer as the very last encounter told me, but I’m supposed to wait and go on faith and live out my life without the full confirmation and with the element of uncertainty to fully experience the last few days of this era with all its ups and downs before they reveal themselves and everything changes.
And, I mean, no matter how scared I was or what may have been done to me or if they were teaching me like in that dream... If I was taken, I’ve always been put back and I’m never hurt. Some people claim to have huge cuts or something. But I’ve never had that. I’d lived in the woods for the majority of my life so maybe some of the bruises I thought were just from random branches smacking me while hiking were from them and I did recently have one weird abrasion on me, but I’ve never been really hurt. And if I was helpless and put snuggly back in my bed, they don’t wish me real harm because I couldn’t have stopped them. From what I can tell, all of this fits with the obvious fact that whatever those UAP the government finally admitted exist actually are, we’re not dead yet since nothing we have could counter a ship that can pull 5000gs. So… they’re at least not malevolent and maybe just ambivalent which I’ll take. Or at least some aren’t evil and I’ll take that too.
I have no idea if I’m just crazy like I said before or not. But, just typing all this out I realized with how the UAP legislation talks about so many sightings going into water and how I felt I was being taught and thus the dream was in an underwater school... I mean... I did always have this weird fascination with things being able to just dive into the water and rocket away under there into a whole new world where nothing else could touch them.
And add to that one time my I nodded off on the couch with my head on my wife, then I suddenly popped up, gasping, like I was some veteran with PTSD ready to attack the person waking me up (which I do enough that she jokes about it) to which she replied “boy, that meeting with aliens really fucked you up, huh?” Another reason on top of a few I feel she knows more than she’s telling me and is here to help me through this. To be frank, I wonder if she’s an alien or was abducted too and they let her in on what’s going on because she’s REALLY good at keeping a secret lol.
Holy jeebus I just postulated that my wife’s an alien wow. Maybe I am crazy.
All I can say is this is all exactly what I experienced. I mean, I live in a city (not a big one but still) with a military airbase. Like, how would an alien ship not get noticed? So, maybe my stress is finally getting to me. But it’s just one weird experience on top of another and another. There are other incidents like when I began being taken away from my bed where I saw what looked more like a floating Grey alien doll than a real one. And there was the most recent event where I woke up to my wife cradling me like she did during another waking event telling me it’s okay before I saw what I think was the most clear and true real alien a couple weeks ago. Again, all I know is this is what I experienced, real or not. I mean, I grew up in a haunted house so weird stuff isn't new to me at all. I used to play with the ghost there who I named Gigi when I was a kid. All I can really rely on is the basics. If I'm just crazy then as I get my head more in order this will stop, but if it's real, I'm still here with no ill effects beyond being scared witless sometimes so they at least don't want me hurt or dead when they very easily could do that.
And I mean, hey, if it is real, kinda cool aliens or whatever thought I was interesting enough to visit, right? And I never feel they mean me any ill will, if anything I kind of get the vibe it’s just necessary and unfortunate that I specifically have to go through this exact thing but I know I’d rather deal with 10 minutes of pain for a year of pleasure than let myself live with a problem forever. If they’re training me and watching me and helping me, that’s kinda awesome and really gives me purpose in life. I just wish they’d be honest with me so I can know to fully devote myself. I’d feel bad if I didn’t succeed in the training or if I disappointed them. I’d love to be good enough for them and myself. But then again, I kinda feel I never got much praise as a kid so maybe that’s what’s contributing to these hallucinations. I wish I’d just know if I’ve finally lost it and I can go see a doctor, lol.
Before finishing typing this though, I did a bit more research and, apparently, according to other people who claim to have been abducted or to have seen Greys, them vanishing into thin air like the one I saw isn't that uncommon. So... There's that at least. Although it's very possible I've heard that before and simply forgot but it was still in my head somewhere and that made the alien I saw disappear in a waking dream. I still feel I saw something and I wasn't dreaming it though. Still that's the only time I saw one disappear like that and the other two I saw when waking, or the other two times I saw them when a dream started to become real, didn't do that either.
Oh well.
The US congress is holding public hearings in April on UFOs so… We'll see.
Anyways, thanks for coming to my TED Talk.
Peace, friends. <3

Showerthoughts on the Naruto vs Sasuke ending: I was always thinking that Sasuke's actions at the end felt a bit out of character for me, especially about him wanting to go off and eliminate all the kages and tailed-beast. I do accept his desire to pursue peace because of Itachi's influence, but wanting to destroy the village framework (which was created to foster peace after the shinobi war) just makes very little sense to me.
I thought about how it might play out alternatively with minor changes to the final arc:

Kaguya is defeated and the tailed-beasts are freed but infinite tsukiyomi is not dispelled yet
Naruto and Sasuke confronts each other with the SoSP
Sasuke explains his idea for keeping peace is to embody the darkness and become the common enemy of all the villages, so that they can stand united against him
Sasuke plans to use the infinite tsukiyomi to alter everyone's memories to show he was the villian instead of Madara and Obito before dispelling it
Naruto is adamant about still bringing him back to the village and the two of them clashes
Ultimately Sasuke wins but barely (they can still both lose an arm), cast his final genjutsu through the infinite tsukiyomi and acknowledges that Naruto will make a great Hokage before leaving
Sakura gathers the courage to finally leave together with Sasuke instead of holding him back
Ending scenes: timeskip to years later when the five kages meet to discuss the treat Sasuke is posing to their villages. Naruto looks at a hidden picture of Sasuke in his drawer, has a quick wank, then joins the meeting.

BONUS: Boruto plot suggestion

Story about Naruto and Sasuke having to team up against another enemy (Ōtsutsuki Clan), sacrificing themselves, and ultimately Boruto and Salad have to work together to defeat them.

After thoughts: Yes, I think that the bittersweet ending may not best represent Naruto's character as he is all about overcoming all odds through love and friendship and wanted to bring Sasuke back to the village. However, I think that having Sasuke remaining as sort of an outcast is more realistic (I mean think of all the warcrimes he committed), and having Sakura being the first person to follow him because she cares about him may eventually cause Sasuke to change for the better as well.

Credit to u/SpacePaladin15 for his amazing worldbuilding.
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Memory transcription subject: Ryan West, Runner Date [standardized human time]: November 28th, 2136.
I sit in a small wheelchair in the cockpit of the medical ship. It took a long back and forth between me and the Doctor before he caved. Admittedly I felt a bit bad about it, he caved the moment I raised my voice, obviously out of fear. The pilot doesn’t acknowledge my presence as I stare out of the viewport. Entering and leaving hyperspace was a glittering assault on the senses. The waves of light compress into a large array of colors, though it only lasts a small moment before hovering around a deep purple. We’re only a few more jumps from Sogun. As the light slowly unravels into realspace, I hear the pilot talk into their headset, I overhear that we’re going to couple with the cargo ship before the final jump to Sogun. The maneuver takes very little time due to our proximity and the Doctor enters the cockpit.
“Mr. West.” I turn towards him, “You’ll be returning to the cargo ship as we dock at Sogun. Your rib should be fine, and you’ll be able to do light activity without worry. However, that doesn’t mean you’ve fully recovered from the surgery. Don’t push yourself.”
“Alright, thanks again for fixing me. Sorry I got upset earlier.” I stand up and he turns back out of the cockpit, I follow.
“Don’t worry about it, I was merely worried about how the crew would react.”
I turn a corner to see Tsanma standing at the coupler port. She dips her head at the doctor's arrival and he gives her a few slips of paper. We turn to walk into the ship.
“Alright, you’re released but, again, no rough activity for at least a week.”
“Got it.” I give a firm nod to the doctor, he turns away and so do I. As I walk with Tsanma she asks,
“How do you feel Ryan?”
“Fine, I mean, it’s amazing I can walk fine after only a couple days of rest. Though I’m a bit sad that hospitals having horrible food is a trend even in space.” I’d eaten gruel 3 meals a day.
“Well, you’ll be excited to know that you’ll be meeting my supervisor over food soon after we arrive. you’ll be discussing your contract in the face of new circumstances.”
“That’s usually not a good sign.” We both finally reach the cockpit, she sits in the pilot seat and I to the passenger seat to her left.
“It’s nothing bad, just that our ties with the Federation have, well, completely ended. They were our reason for hiring you off the record. With the formalization of the UN coalition, there’s nothing stopping us from having you as an official agent.”
“Then why the sit down?”
“My superiors are apprehensive. All they see on their desk is a human contracted for his involvement in crime, they want a formal interview. They’ll be treating you like they would any other security hire. You’ve already proven your willingness to fight, you’ll do fine.”
“That’s good to hear, to be frank, I love doing this. Even with these injuries, not an ounce of me wants to stop.”
“Good, keep that attitude going into it.” She navigates the ship’s terminal and we begin to enter hyperspace.
***
We unravel into realspace and the image of Sogun appears, overtaking most of the viewport. Snaky continents cover its landmass, an iridescent blue star peers from behind its horizon. A deep red cluster of asteroids sit above the planet where, despite the distance, a sprawling network of buildings can be seen. Without fail, seeing a life sustaining planet fills me with awe. Even if it was for work my mind couldn’t help but race over the fauna and flora, how would they look? Would they be similar to those on earth?
“We’ll be stopping at Akta, the asteroid field, before we hit the planetside. We’ll be dropping off the Countess there while you meet with my supervisor. I’ve forwarded some basic etiquette to your holopad for you to look over.” I grab my holopad from my back pocket and skim over the document, it’s huge.
“This is way too much to memorize, what’s most important to keep in mind?” I say as I put down the holopad
“It’s polite to greet with a dip of the head. Don’t merely swivel your head, it's a sign of aggression, bend forward slightly as you do it. The food is an old tradition, harking back to the Compact of the Three Clans. Basically, if negotiations are to be had between different parties, there’s food. ‘Breaking bread’ is a term I believe you’re familiar with.”
The red asteroid field slowly grows closer as we round the orbit of Sogun. I leave for the kitchen, I notice the multiple dents in the walls from the firefight that was but a few days ago. I walk through the open doorway, and see the Countess sitting at the eating table as the servant girl cooks something. I open the fridge and remove a can of soda water, the noise causing the servant girl to look towards me.
“Hey.” her ears turn down and her breathing gets noticeably shallow. Reossa begins to speak,
“Maylak, we talked about this.” Such simple words seem to instill her with some courage. She calms down.
“Maylak, eh? That’s your name?” I crack open the soda and sit at the table.
“Yes. That’s my name.” Her voice wavers slightly, “Nice to, properly meet you, Ryan.” I take a sip of cold white noise.
“It’s nice to meet you as well.” She doesn’t say anything back for a moment. She seems as though she’s about to speak before she gives a sudden whimper. I look at her, she holds a paw with the other, a pained look on her face. As quickly as I think to see what’s wrong, Reossa dashes to her side and asks,
“What’s wrong?” Maylak holds up a paw, light pink blood rolls over her cream fur.
“I’m sorry my Lady, cooking has never been my strong suit.” Reossa grabs Maylak’s paw and closely inspects a small cut. Maylak’s ears flick rapidly as she does, “My Lady that’s,” she tries to pull her paw back “you don’t need to,” Reossa licks the small trail of blood off Maylak’s fur.
I suddenly cough into the can, sending the fizz across my chin and on the table. They both quickly swivel their heads to me as I cough up a bit of the water,
“Ok, I’ll get the liquid bandage.” I quickly open the small, wall mounted first aid box and grab the small vial. I underhand toss it to Neossa after quickly deciding to not approach Maylak as she’s bleeding. After quickly wiping up the table, I leave for the cockpit again.
The red asteroid field has become quite larger in the small time I was gone. Tsanma speaks to a dark furred fissan on screen.
“Ah, there he is now.” The fissan turns to me, “Hello Mr. West. It’s good to see you.” I dip my head like Tsanma explained earlier,
“Hello, and you are?”
“I am Felis, Tsanma’s supervisor. I wanted to see you before our meeting. It seems you’re in fine health.”
“Yes, your doctor took good care of me.” Technically true, only the nurse let her fear influence her performance, “I’m cleared for light activity.”
“Well that’s good, we’ll have a lot to discuss, including your valiant defense against a boarding party.” I couldn’t tell if that was sarcasm or a mere exaggeration, I take the safe route and treat it as genuine.
“Thank you sir, I look forward to our meeting.”
Memory transcription subject: Volssa, Nevok Imperium Economy Prefect Date [standardized human time]: November 28th 2136.
That DAMNED Melssa, hanging me out to dry at the imperial court. I couldn’t help but kick my hoof against the doorway as I returned to my office. I almost felt nauseous. The Emperor formalized our allyship with humanity, the Fissans did the same.
“‘Your actions have strained diplomatic relations’, GARBAGE.” I kicked my desk hard, cratering the wood. The moment it became risky she bailed, passed the blame to me! I hadn’t accounted for the Fissans to COMPLETELY embrace human relations. If they’ve already given up the Federation, what worry would they have of hiding their illegal dealings, who’s going to punish them? The Humans? They’d never throw away an ally over smuggling charges! Now the diplomatic fallout will fall on me! The bastard covered her tracks perfectly, the credits sent to pay off mercenaries came from the trade funds, not the security budget.
I try to calm down, supporting my body on my desk. If I wasn’t demoted during the court assembly, it’s unlikely the Emperor intends on doing so. Unless. No. Don’t tell me he’s aiming for my neck instead. I quickly turn towards the door as I hear its mechanisms open. Melssa stands in the doorway.
“Hello Volssa.” She gives, her face and tail neutral. I look upon her with malice and my temper quickly raises.
“What are you here for, to gloat!? I can’t believe you’d wash your hands of me so quickly. If you did your job right there’d be no evidence! But you didn’t!” She keeps her neutral appearance.
“Volssa, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I jump at her, claws bared. A large armored guard sprints past her and I’m slammed to the ground by the neck.
“I’m here because you’re under arrest for your incompetent use of power.” I try to yell but the hold on my neck produces only gagging, “While we’re at it, let's add the attempted assault of a prefect.”

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It was a sunny day in the city, and Mr. Beast had announced that he would be giving away a significant amount of money to whoever won a death battle between Nightmare Freddy, who happened to be a dad, and Shaggy from Scooby Doo.
The two contenders arrived at the battlefield, both determined to win the money. Nightmare Freddy, with his sharp claws and intimidating stature, was confident that he would take down Shaggy, who looked quite scrawny in comparison.
Shaggy, however, had a trick up his sleeve - his infamous love for food. As soon as the battle started, Shaggy dove into a pile of sandwiches that he had brought along with him. He started munching on them, forcing Nightmare Freddy to watch in confusion.
While Nightmare Freddy was distracted, Shaggy made his move. He swiftly dodged the attacks from Nightmare Freddy and continued eating his sandwiches. Nightmare Freddy tried his best to catch Shaggy, but he was no match for Shaggy's agility.
As the battle continued, it was clear that Shaggy had the upper hand. Nightmare Freddy was exhausted, and Shaggy was still munching away. In a final attack, Shaggy launched himself towards Nightmare Freddy, sandwiches in hand. Nightmare Freddy backed away, but it was too late - Shaggy had won the battle.
Mr. Beast came forward, impressed with Shaggy's skills. He handed Shaggy the money, and Shaggy celebrated his victory. Shaggy promised to donate the money to charity and enjoyed another sandwich, happy with his accomplishment.
Nightmare Freddy watched in disbelief as he retreated, knowing that he had lost to a man who loved to eat. He might have been a dad, but that didn't matter in the face of Shaggy's skills. The spectators went home with an unforgettable experience, and Mr. Beast was pleased with the outcome of the battle.
So How It This Story?

So I just woke up from this dream, which. It was pretty much a dream version of Jurassic Park (considering I listened to the Audiobook lately, it was understandable), but it got... interesting near the end.
So during the dream, there was a whole elementary school of kids, and one kid was the outcast, not only was he weird, but he didn't have parents, instead living with his two aunts, (who were lesbians). And he kept saying about how he was excited for the road trip he's going to go on soon.
At the end of the dream. After the T-Rex/Last Dinosaur is taken care of by a Scooby Doo style trap and dies. The Dream turns... different. Everything fades slightly. Becomes more grayscale. And.. it follows the ghost of someone who already died earlier in the dream. As they, and all the other ghosts are ushered/drawn into this suburban. Sitting in the back seat is that kid. Still solid unlike everything else. And all the ghosts of the people and dinosaurs join him in the back.
Then the aunts turn around. Comment and giggle about how much he collected this time. And not to worry. Their family is nice and big. They are... very bright, colorful. Owl people, stand out even more in this greyscale. Lots of shades of blue. Turquoise and more. Before they begin to take the vehicle full of souls on its trip.

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