Lil kelpy fight no jumper

This will definitely make me sound like an awful person (which I probably am) but I need to get this off my chest. As much as I love my best friend, she's a bitch sometimes.
I have a best friend, who we will call J, and J is neurodivergent (supposedly). She's never had a proper diagnosis by a doctor and although she's waiting for one, I don't think she has any problems other than mood swings and being occasionally emotional. It almost feels like she's hoping for something to be wrong with her so that she can use it to her advantage. Even as of right now, she tells people she's autistic and has ADHD, and uses it to get out of things when she doesn't want to participate. J also has used this to fake cry and get out of classes she doesn't want to be in.
J has also admitted to me that she views other people as less and often guilt trips and manipulates people, even people she cares about.
She also cops out of fun activities and uses her mental health as an excuse. One time there was a "city experience" which is when our school goes to the city and everyone in the grade does fun activities together. We were going to mini golf and J left mid game because she was "getting sensory issues" even though the only thing she had to touch was the golf club. Then J said it was because she didn't like the way the grass looked and was getting "overstimulated" because of it. I find this really annoying because she does this so often. When an activity doesn't go her way she will just cop out and go on her phone which annoys me because I do want to make memories with her. I want to spend time on fun things with her. When she cops out of activities, I feel pressured to also drop the activity and go comfort her.
Not only that, she will sometimes judge me for having fun. At the same "city experience" we did a silent disco. I know that might not be everyone's cup of tea and although J didn't want to do it I wanted to. I decided I wanted to have some fun for the first time in a while and I did. The silent disco was so much fun but when I went back to J and told her I had a good time, she judged me for having more fun than she did.
I was angry with her for these things but I never told her because I feel like I can't be mad at her. She has struggles and problems which are worse than mine and I don't want to add onto that. I feel like I have no right to be angry at her, I feel like I'm not ALLOWED to be angry at her. When I'm angry at her I usually just have to suck it up and keep it in, or if we get into a fight I always end up apologizing.
She also gets mad at me over the smallest things.
This isn't the best example, but the other day there was this kid who's been picking on us for a while and J stood up for herself which I was really proud of her. But also she was speaking in a British accent and I have a habit of pointing out when someone randomly changes to a British accent. (J is born and raised in Australia, never been to England). So I point it out and tell her to chill out because it's better to just not engage with him. All he did was talk in an annoying voice to us and jokingly said "put your phone away, we're in school". The guy picking on us was an asshole and everything but it was clearly a joke since class hadn't started.
J got super mad at this and didn't tell me. Just gave me that "vibe". So obviously I do what I always have to end up doing because her form of solving problems is the silent treatment. I try talk to her but she ignores me so I message her apologizing.
I didn't mean a word I said in that apology.
This was the apology:
" I’m sorry if you're mad at me J, you can just tell me that. I'm not going to be upset at you for being mad at me. He was an asshole. I wasn't trying to make fun of you, I was just pointing it out purely from habit. I'll avoid doing things like that in the future. I often make these mistakes because I struggle with reading the room and didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
She responded with "sure" and more passive aggressive messages whenever I tried to reassure her that what I said wasn't with ill intent and it was out of habit. These included "I thought you'd be different" or "considering you're my best friend ____"
I'm so tired of constantly apologizing to her and I know that I do have fault in this but I don't feel guilty for it. She's so sensitive she breaks so easily and only focuses on her own side of the story and never cares about how I feel. (or most other people as long as she benefits from it)
I'm aware that that wasn't the best situation to make a joke about a British accent but I really don't feel bad about it. She's so tiring to deal with because she's constantly doing this and getting upset over everything and I never feel like I can get mad at her because she's already "going through a lot". I know what she's going through and honestly it sounds bad but it doesn't sound THAT bad. She's pretty (and she knows it), she's got a loving sister, a good dad, gets a lot of the things she wants, is talented and people love her.
I'm pretty much her shadow because everything about me, she's better at. I'm good at art but she's better. I may be pretty but she is beautiful. I'm sad but she's 'depressed'. I have decent music taste but hers is better. I love certain things but she loves them more. Teachers and students like me but they like her more. That kind of stuff. She's definitely the main character and people sometimes refer to me as "J's best friend" rather than my name.
To be honest, I'm only keeping her around because I don't want to be alone. I don't have many other friends. She's alright 50% of the time and I need her for emotional support sometimes. Other than that, I sometimes consider saying "If you don't forgive me, I'm alright with that. If our friendship ends because of you I don't care, and you best believe I won't really give a shit". (She depends on me a lot more than I depend on her.)
This sounds evil, manipulative and horrible but I'm so sick of her selfishness and her being an asshole but getting away with it. I don't mean my apologizes because I find it very difficult to see when I'm in the wrong. I don't tell her any of this because I'm planning on keeping her around for entertainment. I can't lose her because I don't want to look like a lonely freak.
I'm probably just an asshole and I shouldn't think like this because she's got it worse than me and I'm her best friend. I am meant only to comfort her. I should feel guilty for saying all these things about her and having these thoughts against my best friend.
But I'm starting to not give a shit about her cause this happens so often it's not even funny anymore. This is just a cycle.

After a chat which lasted 20 minutes, one coworker that is more of a close friend started talking about life in general and I said something about how anxious folks often black out in their mind when they speak which may doesn't make sense to others as our mind is blank but body overactive.
I said "You don't look like someone who's overly anxious" but he said he's diagnosed with mild depression and anxiety which resulted later in life.
I told him about how I was always prone to anxiousness in my early childhood and started showing symptoms seriously when I was 12 with DPDR, depression when I was 13. I told him that I was also diagnosed with depression, insomnia and GAD when I was 16 but also with BPD 4 years ago.
He was confused and said that it's impossible, I had no fall outs, it seems like I have boundaries and principles, I seem sure of myself, I seem very calm and rational.
I find that this is my mask, this is also confirmed by my family. I'd rather die than let someone know how much I'm struggling. I'm the kind of person who's so lost but is grasping onto what they know to elevate anxiety.
Symptoms I share with BPD is impulsiveness but not the strong one, it's like when I'm stressed I start being social, binge drinking, not eat, take psychoactive substances, be more active, pick fights a bit more easily but also prone to uncontrollable SH which did lead to diagnosis. My mood swings aren't bad, it's just that I repress my emotions, just fluctuating confidence and as said by others, one day I laugh at their jokes and be extra social and then the next I could disapprove everything said with judgmental expression even if the joke was the same or like having only one day in a week where I'm extra happy and other days I'm left with no energy and snappy. I have rejection sensitivity and last summer I was exposed as having feelings for someone, I was freaking out but this guy came, heard and left in fury. In the same moment, I felt nothing and just said "Let's play beer pong 1v1" as a way to black out and usually this is how I deal with emotions. However, 2 weeks later we were at the party and I went to the toilet and some guy that likes me also went and this guy said "You must be popular among guys" or something like enjoying the spotlight and I attacked him badly, I said something about how I'm not even that kind of girl, what he even think he's accomplishing with that and that it's disgusting. I don't remember what I say under bout of anger but I also split a lot when I'm close to someone, only then you can see my split. I deal with chronic dissociation, DPDR and some kind of amnesia where I don't remember my life when I was younger than 6 and later from 7-12, it lead to people telling me a lot of stuff which I don't know and it left me confused such as me thinking I spent my childhood in a room with computer playing games just for my dad to say I was very social and wouldn't come home from playing with my friends until dark or also not remembering people who used to visit us constantly which is embarrassing, I've lived here since I was born yet I know no one. Lastly, while I seem to have unshakable identity, it mostly comes from my observations of others and thinking through their motives so I stop everything before it even happens, critical thinking and reacting from fear. I've always had better than average critical thinking skills as said by my first grade teacher in elementary school but I was not aware of that. I have no idea who I am, what I stand for, who I want to be or if I'm even able to be "someone", who I was, am I chill or am I temperamental (people are also confused) and simply my identity is badly separated from my consciousness.
In reality, I'm confused because life seems very... easy going? Yet, I never felt worse, it's like my mental health started seriously degrading last year when I was faced with myself. I had a chaotic childhood which I heard from others. Mom and dad who used to fight and yell while I was sitting in a room next to it with my sister and she said I was dissociated. I used to slam the doors and objects when angry because I learned it from my mom. I used to fight a lot, had problem in kindergarten. I was badly teased with abandonment from my dad like leaving me outside of the car and saying he'll leave me in the woods in the middle of nowhere and laughing about it with my friends while I was having a meltdown. One memory of my mom being red in the face, crying and yelling straight to my face "No one in this house freaking helps me" while vacuuming and something about how she's going to leave this house and go back to her parents which was a given in any hard situation. I was a child so I wanted to help so the next day I clean everything on my knees and chair just to be asked "What did you do?!" and her checking everything just to correct me. I was "separated" from my sister by my grandmother as for the privilege because I was younger and undeserving of better stuff. Chaotic bullying, neglect and "I have to have better stuff than you and you don't get to say a word" by my sister but the worst of all, manipulation and blackmail. I was a servant because I didn't know better, I was afraid she'll yet again blackmail me if I don't do something she asked me to do. My feelings were denied because "She's your sister, don't fight" and I was shushed from expressing my anger and hurt but the issue was never addressed by my parents, they always said it's who she is. They all played cards with abandonment and I became VERY afraid of it unconsciously. The ones that I remember is only when I was 6 and 2-3 memories from when I was 9, who knows what was happening in between.
I still don't know a lot of stuff but one that baffled me was 5 years ago, I was told I was sucidal due to my sister and her minimizing her feelings because she was feeling worse and one day she came unannounced to my apartment when I was near breakdown and she told me I just snapped, told her some stuff and kicked her out of apartment. I have no memory of it but considering me from that period, it checks out, she has no reason to lie. I was sick of being treated like a diary without it's own feelings, thoughts, wishes so more of a supportive robot who had to listen and help or otherwise I was the worst person ever.
Life now? They're all supportive. Is it because they realized how bad my mental health was and they felt guilt, I don't know. They're still emotionally unavailable and in some way inconsiderate but not nearly as before. My mom doesn't have anger issues as much as before but she seems very repressed, my dad is still avoidant but gets overly immersed in a role of a caretaker when I have dip in my mental health like uncontrollable crying, my sister says she cares and gives me stuff but I can't see it in an altruistic way. I'm full of paranoia, I still split on them badly because I'm used to their old selves, I can't comprehend the change. That's why I have same patterns as I had in my childhood so I repress everything and dissociate and I can seldom realize it's not appropriate to have them as the situation is extremely different now yet I will go back to the old self the moment it gets heated. However, when I'm not BADLY dissociating, I still find myself being very jumpy when I hear the loud noise which gets me into fight or flight mode, it also happened yesterday. I always fight when there's someone yelling or banging objects, it's something uncontrollable. Other times, I'm in the freeze mode.
I still have disorganized attachment style, I still reject people all the time before I get rejected or made fun of, I doubt people and I can't have feelings for anyone or I'd feel overly vulnerable.
I still don't know about my diagnosis but what if I just have CPTSD instead of BPD? I hate that I still have these patterns even tho the situation is different. If I was not hurt by the past, why do I still carry it into the present? I could have a fulfilling life but the fear is always stopping me.
So, anyone with CPTSD like this?

I (32f) and my boyfriend (35m) have been together for 3 years. I moved in with him 2 years ago, I used to live in a big city 20 min away from my work, I work 4x per week from home and 1x per week in the office), and moving in with him is a really small town, 1h away from work, I don't like the small town at all as there's not much to do, but I love him and wanted to make the relationship work.
I pay part of the rent, it's not a high amount, the apartment cost €1800, and I pay €350 +utilities. I also take on 90% of the household chores, I do groceries and cook our meals. He is a military stationed in Germany, which means that the army pays for the apartment he lives in.
We both like to travel a lot, but I make about 60% of what he does, and we have always split everything 50/50, dinners, trips, and everything except for the rent.
Some of those trips made me go into debt, as they were too expensive and I had to put a lot on my credit card, which I am fighting to pay back now and it's eating a big chunk of my monthly salary.
He is going on a trip to Scotland in the coming week, for his birthday, with friends (other couples) and he wanted me to come, but I said I couldn't afford it, as this 4 days trip would easily cost more than €1000, and he didn't offer to lend me the money to join nor offered to help me by paying part of the expenses.
I told my friends about the trip, and how I wanted to come as it's his birthday, but I am really trying to pay off my debt and have no money for anything. They said that it's absurd that I even have to pay rent in an apartment that he doesn't pay for, and that he is making money on me, and if he was a good partner he would take me on the trip and let me pay him later or just pay for me as he has a really good salary (he is an army officer) and no debts.
They say I should talk to him about not paying for rent and put the rent money towards the payment of my credit card (which would be a great help).
I am feeling really torn about this... I have always been the type of person who has a hard time asking for help and he is the type of guy that says that people should be independent and take care of their own problems.....
So, WIBTA if I'd ask to not pay rent, and then I'd take care of 100% of the chores, and pay for all groceries and utilities?

A pair of leaks have turned up on 4Chan that claim to outline details of Rockstar's forthcoming Grand Theft Auto 6. Fans of the franchise would do well to take these rumors with a grain of salt as there's no way to know for sure if any of these details are accurate. The leaker on 4Chan goes by Rhanadeng and claims to have been a friend of a disgruntled employee working on the game during 2019.
The source claims that this employee allegedly asked him to anonymously leak information about GTA 6. However, things later improved, and he lost contact with the Rockstar team member. One key detail is that this person also claims the game has been in active development since 2016 or 2017, with pre-production starting shortly after GTA V was ported to current generation consoles in 2014. The new GTA VI game world map is also claimed to be the size of GTA V and Red Dead Redemption 2 combined.
gta v mission One of the odder bits that this 4Chan user details is a minigame where players control a stream of urine from a protagonist using motion controls. On the protagonist front, there are said to be four in the game, including a driver called Walther Wallace and an unnamed former Israeli IDF person. Another, Thomas Branigan, is a smuggler who owns an aircraft called the Raven, and Marcus Burke is a drug dealer and father to a young boy.
The area is said to be based in Florida, with Vice City among the three major cities with one smaller city in the far northwest of the map. The game reportedly jumps around in time with part of the timeline set in the 1980s and other parts set in the present day. Missions aren't as linear as they are in GTA V or RDR2, notes the proclaimed leaker. Players will briefly visit a small central American island, but it's reportedly not Guarma. The game starts with gamers playing the role of smuggler, Branigan.
gta v car Supposedly there are multiple child characters in the game that mainly interact with Burke and his son. Switching between the protagonists isn't said to be instantaneous, but the camera reportedly zooms out and travels quickly to where the protagonist the player wants to play is located. Sleeping Dogs-inspired parkour is involved in the game as well, but to a lesser extent without wall running. The leaker claims that weapons function more realistically in the game than they have in past titles. An example noted is rocket launcher back blast that ends up taking out an NPC in one of the missions, where the goal is to destroy a helicopter.
Hand-to-hand combat is supported and is said to be similar to Red Dead 2, with the leaker noting it's harder to fight hand-to-hand GTA VI than in GTA V. Player characters can also gain weight in the game, and it affects character attributes as it did in RDR2. Mori Kibbutz is also reportedly in the game, but not much else is detailed about his character.
This leak isn't the first that has surfaced about GTA 6. Last December, a user on reddit claiming to be a beta tester, leaked a bunch of alleged details of the game. In January, another leak claimed that the game would launch in 2021.

Bloodline: Cody beats Roman and KO/Sami beat the Usos at Wrestlemania. Roman takes significant time off after Wrestlemania and doesn't even show up to Raw. The Usos have their rematch on Raw and lose. Solo is (in)directly responsible for the loss. Jimmy or Jey will think it was intentional, the other will defend Solo and Solo just won't give a shit about either of them, leading to Jimmy vs Jey vs Solo at Backlash.
Splitting up the WWE/Universal Championships: Cody, KO and Sami kick off the Raw after Wrestlemania. They congratulate each other and speak about being able to band together to do the unthinkable and take down the Bloodline. Cody says that Roman has gone dark and while he's sure their paths will cross again, he's thinking about the now. He's thinking about Backlash. He's claimed he would be a fighting champion and he's a man of his word. Cody looks to KO and Sami and offers them both an opportunity to fight for both the WWE and Universal championships at Backlash in a two-fall triple threat match.
At Backlash, the first fall is for the Universal Championsip and KO seizes the opportunity to screw over Sami and pin him. The second fall has Cody retaining the WWE Championship after Cody takes advantage of KO and Sami getting into it.
Raw after Backlash/Draft Night/Tag Team Chapionship split: KO kicks off Raw and explains his actions. He told Sami and he told the world multiple times prior to Wrestlemania that he had no interest in teaming with Sami but Sami wouldn't listen. Owens eventually realized he is an opportunist and more importantly, a prizefighter. He saw an opportunity to not only make history at Wrestlemania at the expense of the Bloodline, but also to win a Championship.
The exact same opportunity presented itself at Backlash and KO seized it once again. He used Sami, twice, simple as that. KO becomes exclusive to Smackdown as a result of being the Universal Champion.
KO throws down his Raw Tag Team Championship and demands that Sami retrieve it and give him the other half of the Smackdown Tag Team Championships so they can be done with each other and move on.
Sami comes out and obliges under the condition that he gets a shot at Owens for the Universal Championsip in the main event of the night. If Sami wins, he takes the Universal and Smackdown Tag Team Championships to Smackdown and Owens remains on Raw with the Raw Tag Team Championships.
The main event ends in a DQ when KO's new partner (maybe Bronson Reed to pair KO with a heavy) reveals himself. Cody comes out to make the save. Sami remains on Raw and the very next week he convinces Cody to be his new Raw Tag Team Championship partner. Either later that night or the very next week, Sami screws over Cody, deliberately losing them the Tag Team Championship and causing Cody to be pinned for the first time since his return (via the most devastating move in all of sports entertainment... the surprise roll-up) leading to Cody/Sami beginning a feud for the WWE Championship.

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Memory transcription subject: Andes Savulescu-Ruiz, Human Director at the Venlil Rehabilitation and Reintegration Facility. Universal translator tech.
Date [standardized human time]: December 1, 2136
After Larzo left, I read the reports for a few of the children that didn't have translators yet. Something wasn't adding up. There were dozens of notes of "predator disease", with symptoms as broad as "inability to sit still" and "flat affect". I'd heard comments from the psych department about being shocked by how much aliens sucked at psych, but I didn't expect it to be so bad, especially given how good they were at neuro. It reminded me of "hysteria" diagnoses. The tag just became code for "freaked a nurse out once".
Once I read everyone's file, I put the helmet back on and headed to the North Wing (primarily staffed by Venlil and Zurulians) to check on them in person. I really needed a new visor. Putting it on and off all the time was proving to be a hassle. There were some new models I’d seen in “specialty human stores” near the refugee camps, where the visor had a stiff structure at the top and a loose cloth-like one at the bottom, allowing for ease of eating. It looked just like all the others from outside, while being vastly more comfortable. That seemed like something I could stand wearing all day.
I went through all the high-priority language-acquisition kids who'd gotten the implant. They were incredibly shy, and liked to huddle up close, but had taken well to them. Two of the smaller kids were holding up toy spaceships and making whooshing noises with them. The visiting teachers had already cleared most of them for starting classes here, and if they proved they could handle it, they might start attending a special education school outside the facility to help them with socialisation. A few of the boys, who tended to skew younger, were watching a screen together. Two girls and a boy were playing with construction blocks quietly. Some of the kids with implants were even attentively listening to one of the nurses read from a book and show them the pictures. None of them were any flavour of literate(obviously), but their impairments seemed minimal and likely to be reduced over time if given sufficient support.
It seemed we had gotten absurdly lucky. The other facilities had more catatonic kids. I counted two out in the corner with vacant eyes, but they were huddled together at least. Prosocial behaviour. Some others were twitchy and clearly hypervigilant, but they were responsive.
Then I went through the ones with the scary scans. Like I suspected, the kids with "predator disease" just looked like kids to me. Maybe a little hyper or rambunctious, but they'd just discovered elbow-room. Both reactions made sense: huddle together for a sense of safety or explore everything everywhere all at once the moment you suddenly can.
It was reassuring! Just because a brain looks fucked up, it doesn't mean it is. Brains, especially those of children, are incredibly malleable. People with hemispherectomies live largely normal lives, after all. There were stories of concentration camp survivors complaining about the quality of their food within weeks of being freed.
Hedonic adaptation is often greater than we give it credit for. A creepy brain scan is just one data point. Watching them interact made me orders of magnitude more optimistic about their prospects.
Two of them were fighting over a toy with all their might. One eventually won and the other fell on her butt. The victor ran off and hid behind a filing cabinet. Instead of crying for help, the losing kid seemed to just glare and begin plotting her revenge. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the quiet seething coming from that adorable little fuzzball.
"Is this typical of them since their arrival?" I asked a human aide.
"Yeah. Kinda wild for Venlil, but I think that's probably better than the ones that are basically catatonic. Thoughts, Director?"
"I agree. But we might have to move them around soon. I'm a little concerned about some of the tags in their files."
She nodded and went to help someone else bring in a box of storybooks.
I found I kinda liked the deferential way in which the other doctors and nurses and aides treated me as I checked on them. "Yes, sir", "of course, Director Andes". Larzo just called me Andes, which was fine, but I liked feeling important sometimes.
One of the girls in the low priority group kept sneaking glances at me. She had a speckled pattern of dark spots on her white fur, with two big black shapes around her eyes and a round smaller one around her mouth. She reminded me of a dalmatian my neighbour had, when I was a kid. It was aggressively cute. She rushed up to the aide that was handing out snacks, made some growling noises and pointed at me.
Hmm. That must be one of the ones they said struggled with language.
"Oh that? That's the human director,” the nurse said, squatting down to be at eye level with the kid, then added in a hushed tone “don't get too close to the humans. They're predators."
That seemed a little crazy to me (if she can call me a predator, can't I take off the stupid helmet? Was that not the information we were trying to keep from them? Was I going to have to reprimand the anxiety-filled rabbit-sheep on her third day of work?) but the little girl with the spots didn't seem freaked out at all. She just kept staring at me.
It might have been a little creepy if she wasn't so adorable.
The nurses and aides--especially the Venlil ones--seemed most comfortable with the babies, who would be sent to adoptive homes soon enough, as they had the best chance of a smooth reintegration into Venlil society.
The older kids had a curfew, and specific meal times, but were otherwise encouraged to wander around the different sources of enrichment built into the first floor of the North Wing, from playgrounds to books, to a little room filled with data pads that had child-friendly cartoons. There were some classes, but the psych specialist had decided that after being so cooped up, the kids would struggle with the concept of freedom, and so we should make it as clear as possible that they now had it. I headed back to my office which existed in a smaller section between the two wings.
There were a few things in need of cleaning up, but they'd all been addressed. I took off my helmet and got to work on my first report to the Committee for Rescued Venlil Rehabilitation - Human Division (CRVR-HD).
Perhaps an hour into that process, I met my venlil counterpart. He passed by my office door and let out a startled squeak. He dipped into his office, left his bag inside, and poked his head into my office. I thought I saw a shadow move when he did, but I assumed I must have imagined it. That or it was some sort of space butterfly in the periphery of my vision.
"H-h-hello... H-h-human..."
I took a deep breath, which he found somehow intimidating. I took another deep breath, to avoid getting pissed off by him finding breathing intimidating.
"Hello, you are Doctor Karim, right?"
"Yes, yes, and you, um, you are, uh. Um." I couldn’t tell if he had genuinely forgotten my name, or if he was just that freaked out.
"Andes Savulescu-Ruiz."
He frowned. "Not Doctor?"
I shrugged. "My university got blown up, so I'm not really sure what the status is on my credentials. But I did finish my doctorate, if that means anything to you."
He started shaking a little less and walked closer to me.
"Y-yes, I was-was told. Doctor Andes is fine, you have earned it."
I gave him a nod. He nodded back.
"I had, um, assumed that I would b-be um. Director of… this facility. I did not know what to expect of a human um, co-uh. Co-Director."
"To be honest, I don't know what to expect either. When they told me I would be spearheading this, I didn't think there would be a human division and a venlil division. I assume it's so you guys don't have to boss humans around if it freaks you out."
"Yes," Karvim said. "Yes, most certainly. And for your predatorial expertise."
My what? "...Go on?"
"These children. They have been reared–if we can call it that–by and among predators, for the most part. We do not know if they have acquired predator disease, but even that framework is currently being questioned. So your perspective will be vital. Not to mention you are known to communicate with the Arxur, which we… may have need of." He looked a little pissed off about that last part. I decided not to focus on it too much.
"...Good to know," I said, positively baffled about my supposed predatorial expertise.
“I will begin my work now. Feel free to leave. It would be better to avoid unnecessary overlap,” he said. I realized then that he was expecting some sort of tagging in-and-out where we don't actually interact.
“We’ll have to discuss that later,” I said, “human sleep-wake cycles don’t map well onto venlil ones.
“So I’ve heard. Have a good rest of your shift,” he said, and headed out.
As though summoned by mention of “predatorial expertise”, Shaleth called me two minutes later, and nearly gave me a heart attack.
“Andes, I have been returned to my people in exchange for your pets. How are you finding them?” he said, like it was the most natural thing in the world! I nearly jumped out of my seat when he popped up.
“What the fuck? Doesn’t this shit have caller ID? What are you doing?” I scrambled to lower the volume and figure out the settings on the app.
“You are not happy to hear from me?” he asked, clearly a little miffed. Did he ask Asleth for my info?
“I’m at work! You can’t just call me at work. I’m working with–”
“With the cattle, yes, the ones you like so much. I asked you how you were finding them,” he repeated, clearly not grasping the whole I am at work situation.
“They’re… Doing as well as we could expect, Shathel. Some are better than others.”
“Well I hope they’re worth the effort. The lab meat you sent in exchange is really quite delightful, you know? I believe I understand now why the Chief Hunter is so eager to have an alliance with you Humans.”
“Well… Good. Cruelty-free, you know?”
“Ah, but sometimes the cruelty is the best part!” he said, like a whole-ass supervillain. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sure, Shaleth, sure, the brutal murder is the best part of eating,” I said with a roll of my eyes.
“Spend enough time with those quivering creatures, and you’ll soon see it my way,” he said smugly. “Send me a message when you are not at work. I demand to know what has happened since you arrived on the most succulent of planets. You look healthy.”
He ended the call and I groaned, leaning back into my chair and rubbing my temples. I ran a hand through my hair, leaned back against my chair, and only then did I notice a little white tail, with little black spots peeking out from behind one of my bookcases.
“...Hey there, little lamb,” I said, a little concerned about how much of that she’d heard. I was pretty sure it was the same little girl who’d pointed me out to the nurse. She peeked out from behind one of my boxes of books, and stared directly at me. Still cute. “Did you need something?”
She didn’t say anything.
“...Should I call a nurse?”
Nothing.
“You know I don’t actually think you’re food, right? We’re not gonna eat you. Is this okay? Should I put my visor back on?”
The stare remained.
“...Alright, how about… I just go over here…” I slowly got off my seat and walked over to the door, “and I open the door… And then I back away so that–” In a blink, she scurried out of my office.
“...Well, that’ll be an interesting conversation with Dr. Vemla,” I muttered, and finished up my report. Once done and sent, I headed over to the Psych floor on the North Wing. Doctors Vemla and Rodriguez were having a heated discussion.
"--don't understand the needs of the Venlil. The signs! We are different from humans!"
"I know," Rodriguez said, trying to placate her. "But what I have seen thus far is entirely explicable through trauma, I don't want to write these children off."
"Then I should transfer them over to you," Vemla said pointedly, as if it was a threat.
"I don't see why not," Rodriguez said, giving her a little shrug.
"Everything good here?" I asked. Vemla was a little startled by my appearance, but seemed grateful suddenly.
"I fear we may be leaning a little too much into the human comfort with predatory behaviour," she said, "one of these children bit another one. And the way they move their tails… as if they had weights attached to them. It's unnatural."
I nodded. "Okay… I believe the proposed course of action is wise, then. If you think these children are dangerous, they pose the least danger to human workers. Transfer them over to Rodriguez. We'll see about housing details when the South Wing is finished in a couple of days and they've stopped pouring in from the main hospitals."
"Very well," she said, looking suitably satisfied. "It will be a good way to test the efficacy of the human way of handling these cases."
"I agree," Rodriguez said.
"...Alright," I said, "Doctor Rodriguez, can we talk?"
She led me into her office, closed the door and took off her visor.
"One of the kids saw me talking to an Arxur," I said. She paled, then tried to force herself into a more neutral expression.
"Um. And why exactly–"
"It was a surprise call, I didn't know he had my info," I explained, hoping it didn't look too defensive.
"And the child, how are they?"
"...Seemed fine?"
She looked at me curiously. "Fine? No crying, no shrieking, no shaking?"
"Yeah. I opened the door and she scurried out like a mouse caught with a cookie in a spotlight."
Rodriguez provided me with a patented Psychologist-grade "Interesting".
"I thought so."
"Could you identify this child?"
"Oh sure. She looks like a dalmatian with big spots on her eyes and mouth."
She nodded. "Keep an eye out for her. I think I know who it is. I'll notify you when I have a session with her."
"Sounds good," I said, and headed out the door. "Good luck with your new patients."
She nodded. "Thank you, Director."
I decided to clock out and hit the gym after that. The notion of the gymnasium for recreational purposes seemed to be entirely alien to the Venlil. Soldiers exercised, as did exterminators (or, some of them, anyhow). But it seemed to be more of a duty than a desire, which is why the “gym” was just a room with a soft floor, a couple of small treadmills for testing purposes, weights, and–paid out of my own fucking pocket–a set of gymnastic rings. Between the prohibition of “predatory” pursuits like martial arts and the fact that everything was heavier and harder, I’d settled into an annoyingly difficult yoga routine.
Larzo came by at around the fourth pose. I shifted the weight from one leg to the other and he stared for three whole breaths.
“Can I help you?” I asked, glancing back at him before focusing on my form again.
“... Yes, I was… I was looking for you and thought you’d… Could I draw you, when you do this?” he asked.
“Sure?” I said, because what else do you say when an alien marsupial asks to draw your yoga poses? “Why were you looking for me?”
“Well, I noticed a curious pattern among some of the children and I thought we should have a meeting about it.”
“Schedule it with Karim,” I said. “I clocked out five minutes ago.”
Larzo scoffed. “As if he would listen to me. Come on, Andes.”
“Alright, I’ll schedule it during my next couple of shifts, now what do you–”
As I shifted to a “rainbow bridge” pose, looking at him upside down, I noticed two venlil little girls staring from behind the rack of weights. One was the one who’d been in my office, and the other one was black with a scruffy white band around her neck that didn’t reach her shoulders and white hair on top.
Their ears were startled up when they noticed me looking at them. I looked off to the side to see them better through a mirror instead of directly.
“What do I what?” Larzo asked. I slowly brought a finger to my lips. The girls had stopped looking at me so intently, and instead were facing each other and hissing, with the occasional growl or baring of teeth. Were they having an argument? Could they do that?
One of them saw I was still looking at them through their reflection and grabbed the other. They scurried out of sight. Only then did Larzo notice them.
“Oh. I saw one of them earlier. She had a scratch.”
“The one with the little spots snuck into my office. Cute, aren’t they?” I said, switching to a handstand as slowly as I could. “Sneaky too. I wonder what they’re up to.”
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SECURITY FOOTAGE VIDEO TRANSCRIPT, MODIFIED TRANSLATOR SETTINGS ANDES-5
[standardized human time]: December 1, 2136
[Four venlil girls sit inside a room, each on their own bed. They are identified as 85731-C, 85763-D, 86392-B, 85719-A. Henceforth referred to by the last digit and letter of their designation.]
1-C: I found the room the big one works in.
2-B: I saw him too. He's not that big, some of the other bosses are bigger.
1-C: He's the strongest. And they know it. They bow their heads and say yes sir.
9-A: What are you trying to do? Do you want them to eat you?
1-C: I am trying to give us an advantage. It worked before. Find the biggest boss. Get the biggest boss on our side. We get extra treats and don't die.
3-D: Never go alone. Always together. Bad idea.
9-A: Why are you like this?
2-B: You have no idea if that worked. They could have been fattening us up.
1-C: They didn’t. They brought us here. Because we were good.
2-B: They brought plenty of prey here. We are not special. Never be first or last, most or least, best or worst.
3-D: Never volunteer, never call attention.
2-B: See? 85763-D Understands! Why can’t you understand, 85731-C?
1-C: I understand better than you. New place! New rules!
2-B: You’re slow and stupid and soon they’re going to realize you’re too ugly to be a productive girl and any babies you have will be slow and stupid too, and they’ll eat you instead of taking you to breed.
1-C: You’re slow and stupid! You can’t even hide from them! I hid for a long time and he didn’t even notice me, but with you there he noticed right away!
2-B: Of course you’re good at hiding, there’s nothing to look at!
[1-C runs out of the room]

After eighteen long years, I stepped foot on the grasses of the forest of my hometown. As I walked through the dense forest, the sound of rustling leaves and the chirping of little birds surrounded me. I was overwhelmed with the odd feeling of nostalgia. After some time, I reached a glade. This place is filled with both the best and the worst memories of my childhood.
When I was young, I would come here with my little sister, Aria. It was like our secret place, where no one could hurt us. We would wander around, carve stick figures on the trees, and lie down on the grass and stare at the navy-blue sky. Living with an alcoholic father was not easy. But this place was our haven. Spending a few hours there, under the twinkling stars, surrounded by the trees, reminded me that the world was not as inhumane as my house portrayed it to be.
Aria loved exploring. When she was young, she would run after the bees and insects flying in our garden. She also had this weird obsession with shiny objects. Thinking about how she would stare at mum’s ring with her dumbfounded eyes and how her lips would take the shape of a circle in adoration of the white stone always makes me chuckle.
I found teardrops rolling down my cheeks as I walked up to a tall tree and found a drawing carved out on its bark. I was twelve when I had carved out the stick figures of my sister and me holding hands. The worst event of my life played again and again in my mind. We were right here. I remembered how happy I was in the calm before the storm.
The day was March 13, 1997. I was just thirteen, and Aria was seven. I distinctly remember sitting reclined on a tree. Aria was lying on the grass next to me. A cool breeze blew through my hair as I stared at the twinkling stars and the glimmering full moon. That is when I saw five orange lights moving high above the sky. They were moving together in a V-shaped formation with one in the middle and two on either side. It looked like they were all a part of one massive aircraft, which moved very slowly without making any sound.
“Hey Aria, look!” I said and turned towards my sister. But she was not there. I looked forward and saw her far ahead, running towards the lights in the sky. I shouted, “Wait!” But she didn’t stop. I sprung up and ran as fast as I could through the forest, dodging the trees in my way. A flash of bright light pierced through the darkness. It was there for just a few seconds.
My brotherly instincts told me to run faster and faster. My heart was racing as a feeling of dread filled my mind. I looked everywhere, between shrubs, behind trees and rocks. I looked up into the sky to search for the orange lights. They were gone. Aria was gone too.
Aria was the only reason I smiled, the only person whom I considered family. For the next four years, I was all alone in battle, fending for myself, fighting with my father and picking up empty bottles from our living room floor. By the time I was seventeen, I had had enough. So, I packed my bags and ran away to the town nearby. “I let her run away. Where did she go? What were those strange orange lights?” These thoughts haunted me every second of my life, constantly reminding me how bad a brother I was. I always thought I would never return. But then my father’s death forced me to come back here.
I sat against the same tree I did so many years ago and replayed the same moment thousands of times in my mind, trying to change the situation so that Aria would still be sitting next to me. While I was deep in my thoughts, I saw a flash of light in the sky. Then, I heard an animal walking behind me.
I turned around and saw a figure. It was not an animal. A human silhouette grew bigger and bigger as it walked towards me. I was amazed to see the girl standing in front of me. She was thin and withered, her lips were gray, and her skin was pale white. She had cut marks on her arms and right cheek. Her hair was shaved off. But I recognized those sweet brown eyes and that small button nose immediately. That was my sister.
She was staring at me. She had recognized me. A small smile formed on her face. I was overwhelmed by happiness, confusion, excitement and relief. I tried to say something, but I couldn’t find the right words to express the emotions that had taken over me. She came closer. I ran towards her with my arms extended out and hugged her tightly. We stood there for a long time, oceans of tears flowing down our eyes. During that time, I didn’t want to know what had happened. My sister was snuggling in my arms, and she was safe. That is all that mattered.

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'This library doesn't... feel right,' He said while walking around. Was he even walking? As he looked down at himself his vision faded, coming back to a cave. It looked massive. 'This isn't the library... And I have no body.'
As he sat there he tried to move around, and he looked around finding himself in a... glass sphere? He tried to move through the wall, and to his surprise, it not only worked, but his vision grew larger. He looked around, and tried to take a deep breath in.
After a few minutes of 'breathing' he felt more alive. More present. With that he looked around and... saw more, felt more. Like new instincts and senses where present.
After he was done looking around he looked back to see the glass sphere he had come out of glowing with a vibrant cold blue.
After that he looked back around, and started to see light peering into what he could sense... Was it night before? Is it day now? He didn't know, and he couldn't see beyond a dozen feet or so from the glass like sphere.
Pondering what to do he asked to no one 'what do I do now?' and to his surprise a little window popped up in the... center? of his view. Now paying attention he saw more than in front, if it even was the front. Focusing more he saw in a more pinpoint direction.
Looking at the floating screen, it read: [WELCOME, NEW DUNGEON CORE. You may be disoriented, but have no fear, i am here to guide you.] Below the text was a simple 'Yes' box and a 'No' box.
Taking a few minutes to take in what it could be, and if it really knew what was going on. He reluctantly focused and tried to press the 'Yes' box.
Following that, the box's test changed. It now read: [I will now give you a quest. By accepting it you gain a time period to complete it, a goal, and a listed reward.] Right on time after reading it, a new box that was simultaneously there and not there appeared in the mind. It was a quest to complete the first level of the dungeon, whatever that meant. The reward was 'Being able to make an avatar' which sounded like a good thing.
Processing this, he focused back on the screen. 'Am I a dungeon? You know, one from games where people fight things?' he asked, and the screen had an ellipsis. After a minute or two it read: [Yes, except this isn't a game. I don't know if you were a constructed soul, or a reincarnated soul. You can try to take this up with one of the gods, but that'll be hard. All I can ask as one of many servants of this world is that you survive.] and after a long pause of processing, the new dungeon had a question. 'What is my name?' and the box went blank, then read: [You can name yourself, or let others name you. But that can be done later, I am here to teach you how to be a dungeon] and with that, the new dungeon from another world found a small glimpse of purpose.
Several(5) Days Later
Now that box is gone, and I think I understand what it was saying. Now I think I know how to make a golem, as that was the only thing it wanted me to make. Or it wanted me to make one and learn how to make more things after learning how that worked.
I had two quests, and one led to the other... Time limit for making a golem was a week, and the time limit for making the first level was 359 days and some hours. Time to follow with this I guess.
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All of this is how i remember it but i have memory loss/distorted memory after attending newport. This WILL be VERY LONG. I was admitted to newport academy in san Rafael, California. Its their location known as maoli. I was admitted on march 2 2022 and it was my first and only experience in a residential but i have 3 other (at that time) stays at mental hospital back in illinois (where i live).
I was admitted in the beginning of january of 2022 to a mental hospital and it was my 3rd time in the hospital so my counselor recommended residential. I didn't agree but then later on changed my mind. I was supposed to go to one in the area but was denied because i "set fires" (i do not and never have). My mom found newport by just googling residentials. I dont know how it came about because she set it all up but i had a interview at the end of january with them. I was accepted (i dont know if thats the right way to put it) except they didn't have an available bed. I was in php for a month and a half waiting to go in which i met a gorl that had just gotten back from a newport in a different state and she said she liked it so i had hope (she has now relapsed on nic and weed. I know because we are in touch). They assigned me to a location and changed it twice. With each time they changed the location i had to do another interview. When a bed was available i was given 24 hours to arrive or my spot would be given up.
I got there and did the paper work. I believe i chose the option that they could intervene which ever they felt suitable which i greatly regret. When i arrived there was 4 other girls. The house holds 6. I later found out that there was only 2 girls in the house for 2 weeks so i do not understand why there was no bed available. The other 2 girls arrived a day or 2 before me.
It wasn't horrible in the beginning but there was already a few things that bothered me. It was one specific lady in the beginning. She'd wake us up by blasting music and i didn't eat meat at the time so i asked her not to serve me meat which she didn't listen to. I have anger issues so the more she didn't listen the more mean about it i got to the point i was swearing her out. The people that were there with us all day were not trained for mental health. One being through a temp company. At somepoint i pushed down the toaster button with nothing in it and forgot about it in which the smoke alarms went off. No fire. Just burnt the crumbs. Tjey took the toaster from us. Remember this. Its important later. Ill use letters instead of whole names. My roommate was j. I talk in my sleep and obviously cant control it. She stopped sleeping in our room and slept on the couch which nome of the other people liked because thats where we hung out because we weren't allowed to be im eachothers room. She went to sleep around nine and wed stay up till 1-2 even tho lights out was 11. J told the staff i threatened her while i was sleeping and the staff yelled at me but the other people heard and defended me. Staff didn't apologize. We switched rooms because j was scared of me. Another time i needed a knife for cream cheese and as a joke i said i needed a really sharp one. J took it as i was going to use it on her. The other people took to throwing j's things out of the window. We weren't ever supervised. We had equine therapy and at somepoint i believe we tried to steal the barn cat. We figured out how to take the batteries out of the windows alarms, the pictures on the wall were canvas so we hid things behind them, we would cook our own food twice(?) A week so we were in the kitchen that was typically locked and stole bags of chocolate chips, sugar for tea, and food labels that we put all over the house, z1 (theres 2 zs) was level one so she was allowed to have an electric razor which we gave n an undercut with, we stole command strips from the therapy room to gang up our canvases, people took the staples out of the canvases, broke plastic and took the screws out of the vents to sh. We also used the screws and pen ink for stick and pokes, we had acupuncture and stole the needles to try to do piercings (not stiff enough. Thankfull gor that in the long run) we were actively refusing school on the daily. We would swear eachother and staff out (mostly staff) z2 had an eatting disorder and z1 would make comments about it. N would constantly get misgendered and dead named because he was trans (i would get deadnamed but i used all pronouns at the time). The teacher talked about how he would smoke weed and hed disrespect our boundaries. Our fitness instructor quite literally taught me how to punch someone correctly (swing with hips hit with knuckles 😋) one of our ccs, annie (i believe they were called ccs aka care coordinators) was always talking about her boyfriend. Our therapist was really good at reading us but was never in because she had a new born but the one time we met in person she told me i probably had a loose vagina 😐. Someone wiped there shit on the wall. N, z1, and a constantly made tea and theyd leave their sticky cups all around the house which meant we had no cups available ever. We had a group setion with a counselor over zoom in which she specifically asked me very personal questions (i believe it was about me getting raped but i dont remember too much). Wed go in eachothers rooms even tho we weren't allowed to and they tell us to get our and wed say no and that would be the end of it. We rearranged our rooms. We drew on the walls. We carved things into the dining room table. I had very specific med instructions which they didnt follow and at points they wouldnt give anyone their meds or try to give meds to someone it didn't beling to. N made a fake body to put in his bed and then came in mine and a's room and it worked for 2 nights. Theres probably more but ill move on.
The most tramuatic experience was my last day there which was march 16th. Only 2 weeks in. I was watching a youtube video on the tv and our fitness lady came in. I asked to finish the video and she responded by grabbing my wrist with one hand and prying the remote with the other. Obviously i was mad so i was yelling and cursing and she didn't like that because she was on some shit that she automatically deserved respect even for her bad actions because she was ex military. No one wanted to do fitness in the first place. I went to my room and closed the door. Kim, a cc, came and tried to reprimand me when i wanted to be alone. Shed leave and come back a few times in the span of a few minutes and id reclose the door. I put the bed infront of the door and she shoved the bed on my foot (which sprained my toe and now its deformed) and the hinge to the door fell out. She then blaimed me for destroying property and then i literally just slid it back in place. At this point they evacuated the other kids because they were saying i was a danger to myself, others, and destroying property but the real reason was because the other kids were arguing and defending me. I put my shoes on and grabbed my stuffed animal and just left. I made it probably half a mile down the street and the cops pulled up. I dont know if the cops were called before or after i left. They pulled the car infront of me and annie was behind me so i had left and right. Left was a fast pace road and right was a field with a with a hill on the other side. At this point i wasnt actively suicidal but i was in the beginning of a panic attack. (This is where it starts to get distorted) I made it halfway up the hill when i had officers pulling my ankles to get me to the ground. They said something about how i should get off the hill because of ticks and i told them i didn't care because i didnt want to live. (Not that i wanted to kms. Just that i didn't want to live) at this point i was crying and was in a full panic attack and this is when they got aggressive. I believe i had about 7 officers on me and dragging me down the hill and obviously i was fighting it cause im freaking out and no one wants to be in that situation. They got me to the bottom and hand cuffed me. They gave me the option to stand up and go to the car but i was basically paralized with fear and couldn't really talk. Cops treat the mentally ill like criminals. They carried me to the car and basically horizontally shoved me im the car but the whole time they were talking about ticks and seemed to care more about that then the fact they were hurting me. I was driven to a hospital and i dont remember in between details but somehow i made it from the field to an isolation room. The 2 cops that took me, like 2 nurses and 2 security guards came at me with a needle. Obviously i don't want to be drugged so im struggling. Im cuffed still so im trying to defend myself by biting. I never land a bite. im more or less just snapping at them. They leave, take the cuffs off and im screaming and banging on the glass because im in a paniced state, locked in a room, and dont know where im at. There is a single matress on the floor amd i take the sheets off and try to strangle myself. They come and stop me and take them. I then try again with the string of my mask and now they are saying im just doing it for attention/trying to get them to open the door. They come drug me again and take the mask. There was a water bottle on the floor do i poured the water on the floor and pushed it under the door (idk why tbh). I got very weak from 2 rounds of medication and gave up. I wasnt concious but could feel the coldness of the room on me. I was very cold. I woke up in a different room after being unconscious for about 16 hours and my mom was there. She took me home. They wanted to admit me to the mental unit there but somehow luck was on my side and they didnt. I was coverted in brusies and cuts for weeks after from the cops and the meds they gave me led to my dissociations to become extreme. Remember the toaster? Yeah they said i tried to burn the house down. They also accused me of threatening people and destroying property.
December of 2022 a contacted me on snapchat. I told her my snap while there and out of no where one day she remembered it. We talked about what happened after i left. The staff had told the kids that my mother lost custody of me and i basically belonged to the government now and that i was to stay in a mental facility till further notice and that i was physcotic. Even though it wasnt true it is against hippa. A told me that she had exchanged personal numbers with staff. She told me that z1 stole the teachers phone so everytime they went in and out of the building they were to be metal detected (the school was a seperate building of the house). She told me that kids continued to sh and z1 and her almost got in a fight because z1 was supply people with things to sh. A also told me that the girl i was replaced with they caught her masterbating multiple times. We had yoga pillows we took from the gym and i domt know what they hid in them but they hid something and after the phone incident they did really deep searches and found the things in them.
Honestly newport was wild and didn't even feel real. There was literally wild peacocks roaming the property. I have ptsd from all of it but mostly the cops. I get flash backs, cant get near a cop and cant get handcuffed without panicing (i used wear them for fun time wink wink. Now i cant). I dissociate horribly now. My memories dont feel like my own unless they were tramatic. I became addicted to sex and began using it as a form of sh like i did previously. I got addicted to weed and nic to cope. Ive since got over both but i wasnt sober at all from may 2022 to january 2023. Fuck you newport.

The construction site was actually the first floor of a two-story building. There was no cement. This means the chances of him being buried in the cement is zero. If he had gotten into a fight inside the bar and was killed, I do not think the bar staff and the people inside would have kept their mouths shut for years. Also, someone posted on here that his phone pinged days after his disappearance. This means it was turned on and not at the construction site.
I don’t think he would run away because that would have taken a lot of preplanning. If he committed suicide, his body would have been found by now.
I think he met foul play that night. Perhaps it was a mugging gone wrong, or he got in a car with someone and something happened.
I don’t think Clint is involved. Polygraphs are inadmissible in court, and failing one, as a medical student, would only cause trouble. There’s no reason for him to take a lie detector test.

Okay this is a long post. But I do not know if I am right or wrong so I would like different opinions and suggestions. Timeline is from September to now so when I say it's a long rant, it really is.
I'm an international student in Chicago and do not have dental insurance. In September I started experiencing pain in my left bottom teeth region. I detected its tooth number 19 and after reading through reddit, UIC was the cheapest and the best rated option for me to go to. I book an urgent care appointment near the end of September and the student worker detects cavity on tooth #19. She cleans and does temporary filling. She states that to have a permanent filling, I need to be a permanent patient there. Meaning I need to have my xrays taken and have an evaluation which takes time. She also states to come back in 6 weeks to have a permanent filling.
I leave with relief that atleast I won't be in pain. I tell her I'll become a permanent patient. I pay and get my xrays done (around mid of October). They approve me to be their patient and I end up going for their evaluation on the second week of Nov. I go for evaluation where I find out I have a bunch of other cavities. The senior dentist comes and tells me throat looks swollen and red and I need to be cleared for a medical consultation by the senior dentist (I also tell the senior dentist that I have a history of cancer sores in my throat but at that moment I didn't have any). So now I book an appointment for a primary care for the first time in the US (around 3rd week of November). Co incidentally I had a very sharp right pelvis pain as well during my medical consultation. The gp tells me your throat looks fine to me right now and any infections that you could have had could be due to cavities and he did not understand why the senior dentist needed consultation clearance. For my pelvis pain he orders a CT scan and bunch of blood work, he suspects appendicitis. I told him I've had same pain a month ago as well. Anyways, before the scan I find out its for $8,000 and my medical insurance will only cover $350, the blood work came around about $500 after the insurance covered, so I choose just to get the blood work. (Note my sister is a doctor and she told me to get the blood work done before the scan as she suspected it could be kidney stones) I go for the tests and wait for my blood reports. My blood reports come that same evening and mostly all the reports are normal except C-reactive protein and eGFRprotein were slightly high. I observe my pain and its fades down and completely goes away by night. The plan was to go to the ER if the pain ever returns, at which point my insurance would cover it 100%. The next few mornings I monitor myself and there's no pain at all, and I haven't had that pain since then. The gp had signed the medical consultation form that I needed for my dental clearance. I'm mid moving apartments at this point and I lose that piece of paper (worst mistake I made was not to have a picture of the paper). I ask the GP to fill the paper again, to which he refuses and says if I don't get the CT he won't fill and sign the paper (basically he voids the first note he made). I know the gp was protecting himself as well but I honestly have not had this behaviour from a doctor before.. and I have lived in the middle-east, asia and europe before. It literally felt like 'you wont give me what I want, then even I wont give you something you want'. I try for the student dentist to speak to the gp and the gp tells her im not clearing her for the dental work because she didnt make it to the scan (first time in my life i experienced a doctor refusing his word but idk how things run in America). This is now mid of December. I tell the student dentist that I do have tooth pain for which I have proof of on texts. I end up going to another gp (who also states that cavities can cause mouth infections), she runs tests again which all come normal this time and clears me for dental work. Also turns out my pelvis pain was ovulation pain according to a gynaecologist. At this point (first week of Jan) I tell the student I'm still in pain and she said temporary filling can stay long and the tooth was cleaned and the pain can come from the tooth adjacent to it which has a decay as well. I go to UIC in the second week of January, 15-16 weeks after my temporary filling was done. She does my permanent filling and does cleaning of the teeth. She rushes through the cleaning and says ill complete the full procedure of cleaning next time you come. All this time I think she's been helping me so I cooperated a lot as well. I know the medical consultation were also my fault as I misplaced the paper so im fully responsible for that.
But im still in pain after the permanent filling. So sept - January.. still in pain. I spent $500 at UIC and I am in pain. I don't reach out to her again and decide to go to another dentist now. The new dentist tells me there's a lot of tartar buildup around tooth 19th. She tells me the cleaning was not done properly and the filling is also not right. The dentist cleans as much as she could and prescribes augmentin and calls me back. (This is third week of Jan). The pain goes away idk because of pills or the proper cleaning? When she calls me back she says she'll re-do filling for #19 and does filling for #18. When she opens #19 she says there's a lot of decay that was left behind and is shocked as to what was done. She even does a hole on the side of my molar which was never done at UIC. She shows me the color inside of the tooth and explains the difference between a decay and normal tooth structure. But the decay was very close to my nerve, she tells me she's trying her best not to reach the nerve but if the pain still persists then I need an RCT. She gives me another round augmentin as an insurance if the pain persists. (4th week of Jan) This is also when I tell student dentist what the second dentist has claimed and done. She apologies and says she's sorry and admits she rushed the cleaning, but says the doctor checked the tooth at every point during the filling and it's unfortunate I had to go somewhere else for my pain. I ask her simply if I can get reimbursed for my money because I didnt get what I was supposed to (which is relief lol) she says 'You came in for an urgent care appt back in sept we took an X-ray of the tooth bothering you and there was a cavity there so we treated it. We do not provide cleanings for an urgent care appt. I don’t think we can offer reimbursement for everything but just see and ask'
Now in the meantime, I am trying to call UIC customer service. Left voicemail in December to get help, no one ever called back. Left emails, no response. Then in February I find out about UI health and someone answers my calls (first time talking to someone about my experience other than the student dentist). They take a note and I get a call from the department who handles the Dentistry. She asks me what has happened, I tell her all the above. She asks me what I want now, I tell her I want my money back. She says she'll speak the the doctor in their department. The doctor asks for my xrays and doctors note from the other dental clinic. I send them on 1st of March. No reply for 2 weeks after sending many follow up emails. I get a reply back mid of March that she herself was on vacation for 2 weeks. Note: no out of office automated email lol. Then mid of march she says everyone's on Spring break, wait for 20th March for doctors to come back. I follow up, with initially a response to wait. Followed up several times later, no response. I email her saying 'I'm in a lot of pain and I need a root canal. Can you please help me with this? If not I need a supervisor. I can not wait further. I have been suffering since September. I'm a student myself and im on a visa. I am taking ibuprofen and tylenols everyday since September which has its own side effects. I'm at the verge of crying. I can't even get help from the UIC customer service side now?' Got an answer today saying 'Doctor reviewed your x-rays and took in consideration your concerns. He determined that the refund we would only be provide to you for the prophy (cleaning), which was not finished by the student. For #19 filling, which you informed us that after being seen by the outside provider you are now in need of a root canal and based on the x-rays provided, we would not be able to do a refund since we were not given the opportunity to see you for the toothache prior to seeking care elsewhere. Unfortunately at this time we see no wrongdoing on the student’s end based on what we stated “the x-rays we would once again not be able to provide a refund for #19”.' I have sent her a proof of the doctors note saying she did code D2392 and it was completed. And my prescription.
Now I do not know what to do.. should I leave everything, and continue with my money gone to waste? Or should I fight? What are my rights as a patient? Or am I wrong? I take tylenols and ibuprofen for my pain daily. I am not mad at the student i know shes learning and i get it, but there are so many senior dentists there who looked at me.. and this was the result? Did they look in rush because they have so many patients? I don't know what to do.. obviously I can't afford a lawyer to start a case so yeah im just lost.

I'm fairly early on in TLOU Part 2 and managed to remain spoiler free for both Part 1 and Part 2 so far (so thanks in advance for keeping it that way in the comments - no spoilers for the rest of TLOU Part 2, please).
After the emotional ride that was Part 1 (I still can't believe that ending!! Joel's decision and that lie!), playing the prologue of Part 2 was quite the gut punch.
I can't believe the writers managed to top the Part 1 prologue. Sarah's death brought me to tears in Part 1 but my heart was wrenching when Joel is murdered in front of Ellie in Part 2.
But what really hit me is when Ellie finds a guitar in Seattle. I just played that scene in the music store and you as a player get to strum the chords which seamlessly transitions into a cut scene of Ellie playing a slow, melancholy rendition of Take on Me for her girlfriend.
Wow.
Haunting and moving.
So many emotions: - The loss of Joel, who taught her how to play guitar. - Having a companion you love who loves you enough that she is willing to risk her life to stick by you on your quest (however deranged) - A happy, upbeat song, played in a very different style, much more somber than the original we as players know - Yet it is a moment of levity, beauty, love and joy amidst the bleak world full of loss and fear that Ellie inhabits and has to fight through to survive. Much like the giraffes in Part 1.
Wow. What a moment in a video game.

Okay this is a long post. But I do not know if I am right or wrong so I would like different opinions and suggestions. Timeline is from September to now so when I say it's a long rant, it really is.
I'm an international student in Chicago and do not have dental insurance. In September I started experiencing pain in my left bottom teeth region. I detected its tooth number 19 and after reading through reddit, UIC was the cheapest and the best rated option for me to go to. I book an urgent care appointment near the end of September and the student worker detects cavity on tooth #19. She cleans and does temporary filling. She states that to have a permanent filling, I need to be a permanent patient there. Meaning I need to have my xrays taken and have an evaluation which takes time. She also states to come back in 6 weeks to have a permanent filling.
I leave with relief that atleast I won't be in pain. I tell her I'll become a permanent patient. I pay and get my xrays done (around mid of October). They approve me to be their patient and I end up going for their evaluation on the second week of Nov. I go for evaluation where I find out I have a bunch of other cavities. The senior dentist comes and tells me throat looks swollen and red and I need to be cleared for a medical consultation by the senior dentist (I also tell the senior dentist that I have a history of cancer sores in my throat but at that moment I didn't have any). So now I book an appointment for a primary care for the first time in the US (around 3rd week of November). Co incidentally I had a very sharp right pelvis pain as well during my medical consultation. The gp tells me your throat looks fine to me right now and any infections that you could have had could be due to cavities and he did not understand why the senior dentist needed consultation clearance. For my pelvis pain he orders a CT scan and bunch of blood work, he suspects appendicitis. I told him I've had same pain a month ago as well. Anyways, before the scan I find out its for $8,000 and my medical insurance will only cover $350, the blood work came around about $500 after the insurance covered, so I choose just to get the blood work. (Note my sister is a doctor and she told me to get the blood work done before the scan as she suspected it could be kidney stones) I go for the tests and wait for my blood reports. My blood reports come that same evening and mostly all the reports are normal except C-reactive protein and eGFRprotein were slightly high. I observe my pain and its fades down and completely goes away by night. The plan was to go to the ER if the pain ever returns, at which point my insurance would cover it 100%. The next few mornings I monitor myself and there's no pain at all, and I haven't had that pain since then. The gp had signed the medical consultation form that I needed for my dental clearance. I'm mid moving apartments at this point and I lose that piece of paper (worst mistake I made was not to have a picture of the paper). I ask the GP to fill the paper again, to which he refuses and says if I don't get the CT he won't fill and sign the paper (basically he voids the first note he made). I know the gp was protecting himself as well but I honestly have not had this behaviour from a doctor before.. and I have lived in the middle-east, asia and europe before. It literally felt like 'you wont give me what I want, then even I wont give you something you want'. I try for the student dentist to speak to the gp and the gp tells her im not clearing her for the dental work because she didnt make it to the scan (first time in my life i experienced a doctor refusing his word but idk how things run in America). This is now mid of December. I tell the student dentist that I do have tooth pain for which I have proof of on texts. I end up going to another gp (who also states that cavities can cause mouth infections), she runs tests again which all come normal this time and clears me for dental work. Also turns out my pelvis pain was ovulation pain according to a gynaecologist. At this point (first week of Jan) I tell the student I'm still in pain and she said temporary filling can stay long and the tooth was cleaned and the pain can come from the tooth adjacent to it which has a decay as well. I go to UIC in the second week of January, 15-16 weeks after my temporary filling was done. She does my permanent filling and does cleaning of the teeth. She rushes through the cleaning and says ill complete the full procedure of cleaning next time you come. All this time I think she's been helping me so I cooperated a lot as well. I know the medical consultation were also my fault as I misplaced the paper so im fully responsible for that.
But im still in pain after the permanent filling. So sept - January.. still in pain. I spent $500 at UIC and I am in pain. I don't reach out to her again and decide to go to another dentist now. The new dentist tells me there's a lot of tartar buildup around tooth 19th. She tells me the cleaning was not done properly and the filling is also not right. The dentist cleans as much as she could and prescribes augmentin and calls me back. (This is third week of Jan). The pain goes away idk because of pills or the proper cleaning? When she calls me back she says she'll re-do filling for #19 and does filling for #18. When she opens #19 she says there's a lot of decay that was left behind and is shocked as to what was done. She even does a hole on the side of my molar which was never done at UIC. She shows me the color inside of the tooth and explains the difference between a decay and normal tooth structure. But the decay was very close to my nerve, she tells me she's trying her best not to reach the nerve but if the pain still persists then I need an RCT. She gives me another round augmentin as an insurance if the pain persists. (4th week of Jan) This is also when I tell student dentist what the second dentist has claimed and done. She apologies and says she's sorry and admits she rushed the cleaning, but says the doctor checked the tooth at every point during the filling and it's unfortunate I had to go somewhere else for my pain. I ask her simply if I can get reimbursed for my money because I didnt get what I was supposed to (which is relief lol) she says 'You came in for an urgent care appt back in sept we took an X-ray of the tooth bothering you and there was a cavity there so we treated it. We do not provide cleanings for an urgent care appt. I don’t think we can offer reimbursement for everything but just see and ask'
Now in the meantime, I am trying to call UIC customer service. Left voicemail in December to get help, no one ever called back. Left emails, no response. Then in February I find out about UI health and someone answers my calls (first time talking to someone about my experience other than the student dentist). They take a note and I get a call from the department who handles the Dentistry. She asks me what has happened, I tell her all the above. She asks me what I want now, I tell her I want my money back. She says she'll speak the the doctor in their department. The doctor asks for my xrays and doctors note from the other dental clinic. I send them on 1st of March. No reply for 2 weeks after sending many follow up emails. I get a reply back mid of March that she herself was on vacation for 2 weeks. Note: no out of office automated email lol. Then mid of march she says everyone's on Spring break, wait for 20th March for doctors to come back. I follow up, with initially a response to wait. Followed up several times later, no response. I email her saying 'I'm in a lot of pain and I need a root canal. Can you please help me with this? If not I need a supervisor. I can not wait further. I have been suffering since September. I'm a student myself and im on a visa. I am taking ibuprofen and tylenols everyday since September which has its own side effects. I'm at the verge of crying. I can't even get help from the UIC customer service side now?' Got an answer today saying 'Doctor reviewed your x-rays and took in consideration your concerns. He determined that the refund we would only be provide to you for the prophy (cleaning), which was not finished by the student. For #19 filling, which you informed us that after being seen by the outside provider you are now in need of a root canal and based on the x-rays provided, we would not be able to do a refund since we were not given the opportunity to see you for the toothache prior to seeking care elsewhere. Unfortunately at this time we see no wrongdoing on the student’s end based on what we stated “the x-rays we would once again not be able to provide a refund for #19”.' I have sent her a proof of the doctors note saying she did code D2392 and it was completed. And my prescription.
Now I do not know what to do.. should I leave everything, and continue with my money gone to waste? Or should I fight? What are my rights as a patient? Or am I wrong? I take tylenols and ibuprofen for my pain daily. I am not mad at the student i know shes learning and i get it, but there are so many senior dentists there who looked at me.. and this was the result? Did they look in rush because they have so many patients? I don't know what to do.. obviously I can't afford a lawyer to start a case so yeah im just lost.

For context, I live in Wellington, my dog used to attend daycare 3x a week (mon, wed, fri). He is an entire Neapolitan Mastiff (1y old). I knew when I got him, that he is a “giant” breed and he won’t be fully grown/ready for desexing until about 2 years old. I made the daycare very aware of this when he first started (around 6 months old), they didn’t seem to have an issue with the situation, he was also not the only entire male dog (or female) at this daycare. My dog is not aggressive. he submits to every dog he’s ever met, unless they’re growling at me (obviously not an issue at daycare). He is not a dog who picks fights, he is a big stupid goof who gets bullied by cats. I have seen another dog try to have a go at him, he didn’t know I could see them and he tried to run away with his tail between his legs, crying and being as low as possible, this was on our property which is obviously his territory.
Occasionally the daycare would make comments at pickup like “he mounted another dog today” but never really made it seem like an issue, just a passing comment that was not being made daily and they never seemed hugely frustrated with it. On a random Monday I picked him up like normal, and was told “he cannot come back until he’s desexed, he’s annoying the other dogs”. I was shocked, this has never been a big thing and I had no warning. I was told that the female dogs are getting very frustrated with him trying to mount them all the time, they said he’s no longer playing with the other dogs, he’s just mounting the girls. I have seen him mount various male dogs when he gets overly excited whilst playing (he immediately calls off them when I say his name), but he has play dates with multiple desexed females who I have never seen him mount (I watch him closely when he’s playing because he doesn’t know how big he is and it’s like being hit by a brick wall at speed). I understand that it isn’t preferable to have him doing this or annoying other dogs, but they knew I would not be desexing him until he was of the proper age for his breed. Why did they not have an issue with it in the first place? The other entire male is quite aggressive towards my dog, I have come across him while picking up my dog and he tried to lunge at my dog aggressively. Luckily my dog is not smart and was trying to walk me out the door to get in the car so the other male didn’t manage to get close enough to hurt him. This whole situation is quite strange to me, something that seemingly wasn’t happening often has now resulted in my dog being kicked out of daycare with absolutely no notice, whilst he is not an aggressive dog, especially in comparison to another entire male there. I’m not interested in taking him back there even when he is desexed, but it’s just so off to me. Is there anyone who could possibly shed some light on this?

Well, the Drobo 8D I'd been using as my primary array just gave up the ghost, and I'm currently involved in a fight with Asurion who wants me to ship it off to their repair house in Williamsville, NY to fix it.
(I think Drobo went out of business over a year ago, and getting parts and software would be a miracle. In any case, I won't be going back to using the 8D for anything important, especially now with macOS 14 coming up and no one to fix firmware or drivers.)
In the meantime, I've placed on order a DS1821+, system RAM, and a TrendNet 4x2.5gb 2x10gb switch. I've also ordered 10gb cards for the DS1821+ and my current DS1817+ where my backups reside.
I intend to hook both Synology boxes to the 10g ports in the switch, and one of the 2.5gb ports go to my Orbi Wifi 6 Satellite LAN port (1gb) and one to my iMac (10gb).
The 8D was set up as a flat 128 TB array with backups going to a number of shares on the DS1817+ - anyone have any advice for getting the data off the backup shares and on to a single target share on the DS1821+?
If I can initiate the transfer from one of the Synologies it can go 10gb->switch->10gb - if I have to go through the iMac it'll go through the network once for a read, and again for a write with at least one of those trips taking place at 2.5gb.
Basically I want to merge a few shares on the DS1817+ to a single share on the DS1821+, and if I can do it Synology-to-Synology it can take place at 10gb. Speed is kinda important because I have about 55 TB to transfer.
I know I won't be getting a full 10gb - the data resides on eight spinning disks after all - but I may have the ability to exceed 2.5gb (and the data would only have to traverse the network once vs. twice using the iMac as the copy host).
So … does anyone have any idea about how to initiate the transfer from one Synology to the other straight from one Synology to the other - merging multiple shares on one into a single target share on the other?
I don't yet have the DS1821+ in house, and I've been hesitant to commit to Sync which might reset the target share on initiation.
Eventually, I'd like to set up a backup from the DS1821+ to the DS1817+ which would back up various directories into shares the way I was doing it - now without the iMac doing the copying. Now that my working array will be an intelligent NAS rather than a DAS it seems wasteful to force the data to traverse the network twice for the backup.
-- Thanks, Verne

If you haven’t, which you should! Bioshock Infinite introduces us to the Handymen, half man, half machine who are op as fuck. And basically, I don’t like them.
The Design is totally fine, pretty neat but it’s the gameplay, the story and just the reason why they are they just makes me NOT like them compared to the Big Daddies.
Lets start of with the big things The gameplay and the reason. They go hand and hand and I will explain why through the Big Daddies.
In order to become more powerful and survive in the harsh world of Rapture you must get the Little Sister who are “little Adam factories” but in order to get the little sisters you have to fight, the Big Olde Daddy dearest. I love this gameplay element as it builds up your confidence and helps you get use to different strategies to take them down, freeze them and explode them? Go blood Mary on them with a machine gun? Use your telekinesis to throw random bullshit at them? Their just fun to do! You have all the weapons and all the tools to take them down and it’s just more satisfying!
And the reason, why are you killing them in the first place. Your killing them to get stronger, faster, smarter and to see if you have what it’s takes to survive in Rapture. It’s necessary or not, but it’s pretty awesome game play element!
Now for the reason and Gameplay for Handymen…it’s shitty. Gameplay isn’t half as exciting as you only have HALF of your arsenal, you take use all you got as your more limited with your choices, sure it’s where you have to strategize but it’s not as half as fun as Bioshock 1 and 2 as you had, minor turrets, security bots, explosives, machine guns YOU NAME IT! But for Infinite, it just feels more meh to me, the Plasmids or Vigors to me feel more like dust then liquid, as in it’s not as half effective towards a handyman and all I can do it’s just shoot at them or run away and that’s just not fun at all as the fucker is a sponge for my bullets.
And there’s no reason to kill these guys! Every time I had a choice I would run away from them as I see no point to killing them, they give me nothing. I don’t feel stronger, I don’t feel faster and I don’t feel smarter taking them on…i feel annoyed that the guy is taking HALF OF MY BULLETS! There’s no creativity, no fun, no machine gun :((( Just…shooting and running and that sucks ass.
With the story…both are amazing in that department. To learn that both of these…creatures were forced to be this way is horrifying to say the least! One forever to protect a child and became less then man, just because you committed an act against Andrew Ryan…the other, a special Handyman pulled away from death from his wife, just so she doesn’t have to loose him, her darling husband but he also became lest then man himself, he becomes expendable…a slave is just so sad…I what more of that in infinite.
I can say ALOT about infinite but what I can say is it finest feel like a Bioshock game, it has elements but those elements are rare…it just feels…rush for its long LONG game creation. Like a beautiful scribble on a canvas…like the other two Bioshock are Van Gogh paintings on a simple piece of paper.
But hey, that’s my opinion.

Gies was a lieutenant in the Nazi SS, known for his brutality, cold-bloodedness and loyalty, leading a death squad with the power of life and death, specializing in secret missions. One of his most common mantras was, "Never surrender!"
On this day, Guise led a death squad to infiltrate an Allied military airfield and carry out a sabotage mission. But as soon as they approached the airfield, they were immediately discovered by the Allies and trapped in an extremely dangerous situation.
While commanding the daredevil soldiers to resist desperately, Gies gave them a pep talk: "Don't worry, our supreme Führer will definitely send divine soldiers to support us, as long as we persist and persist again, we will definitely be able to crush the cowardly Allies and will definitely be able to win the final victory."
Hearing this, the daredevils' confidence increased and they resisted to the death against the intense fire of the Allies. However, the Allied troops were so numerous and well-equipped that the daredevils were no match at all, and soldiers were constantly being killed and wounded. The dead soldiers were dragged out of the position by Geis; and for the wounded soldiers, Geis then added a shot to kill them, and his decisive and cold look was like executing his opponents.
Adjutant Ritchie asked in disbelief, "These wounded are not in danger of death, why did you execute them all?"
Gis said coldly: "Once these wounded fell into the hands of the enemy, they would expose our team and would drag everyone down. Therefore, they must die for the Empire."
Although Gis's words were inhumane, no one dared to say a word against them. Ritchie said nothing more, only to return fire desperately with his gun. However, the Allied attack was too fierce, and the casualties of the daredevil soldiers kept increasing.
Ritchie really do not want to see everyone go to die, so he quietly said to Gies: "We are outnumbered, and there is no backup, so resistance, I'm afraid there will not be any good results, is not ......"
When Gies heard this, he immediately put a pistol to Ritchie's head and glared with bloodshot eyes, drinking, "Do you want to surrender? I tell you, we, the SS, are the Führer's loyal guards and will not surrender to the Allies until we die. If you dare say that again, I'll shoot you!"
Ritchie looked at Guise's cold eyes and had to retreat back to continue the battle.
At that moment, the Allies suddenly stopped firing, and an officer poked his head out from the opposite position and shouted to the daredevil soldiers: "Soldiers, you are already in the middle of a heavy Allied encirclement, it is useless to continue to resist. As long as you lay down your arms, surrender, the Allies will definitely be lenient ......"
With a "pop", the Allied officer fell to the ground with a sound. Gies blew on his gun and said, "Whoever dares to listen to the Allied rumors and give up resistance will suffer the same consequences as him. Rest assured, everyone, the enemy will never defeat us, because we have the great Führer, and the final victory will surely be ours!" Gies' words won a roar of approval from the soldiers.
When persuasion failed, the Allies launched an even fiercer attack on the daredevils than before, and soldiers kept falling in pools of blood. The number of soldiers in the death squad was getting smaller and smaller, while Guise stood behind the soldiers like a ghost with a pistol and threatened, "Never surrender! Whoever dares to take half a step back, I'll shoot him!"
Richie couldn't stand it anymore, so he calle Gies' brother Mark to his side and whispered, "You go and persuade Gies, he doesn't think of others, he has to think of you too. If this goes on, everyone will only die, please ask him to end this unnecessary sacrifice early."
Mark knows his brother's temper, dare not rashly to persuade: "At this time to persuade him, he will not shoot me ah?"
Richie smiled bitterly and said, "No, you are his only family, can he just watch you die?"
Mark thought about it, crawled over to Gis, attached to his ear and muttered. Suddenly, Gis was furious, spat at Mark, raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, Mark did not even grunt, and fell down.
The rest of the soldiers had a slight illusion, but when they saw the end of Mark, they were all stunned, and they had to raise their guns and continue to fight to the death with the Allies. Seeing this, Ritchie crawled over to Gies and said, "Lieutenant Gies, I have something to say to you."
Gies shook the gun in his hand and said gloomily,"Are you here to persuade me to surrender again? See, if you dare to say one word like that, I'll make you the same as Mark!"
Unexpectedly, Ritchie gave a very solemn military salute and said, "You're wrong, I'm here to express my heartfelt admiration to you!"
Gis stared at Ritchie with wide eyes and incomprehension. Ritchie said sincerely, "Originally I was prejudiced against you, thinking that you neglected the lives of soldiers, but now I have changed my opinion, and I admire your spirit that you would rather die in battle than surrender! I believe that with warriors like you, the Third Reich will be able to achieve the final victory!"
Gis heard this and could not help but laugh. At this time, a stray bullet flew across the street, hitting Ritchie's chest, and blood immediately gushed out. He fell to the ground with a lurch ......
I don't know how long it took, but Ritchie slowly woke up, and he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "I'm a soldier, I was forced to come, I finally played dead to escape your bullets. Our commander's name is Ritchie, and he's dead."
It was Guice! It was Guice's voice! Ritchie opened his eyes, only to see that Guice had changed into the clothes of other soldiers and was accompanying the Allied officers in searching the position. At that moment, Ritchie suddenly understood everything, Geis in fact already knew the final outcome of the resistance, but he in order to save his own life, and more importantly, to silence all the members of the death squad who knew his previous crimes, but forced everyone to fight until finally only he was left alone.
Richie used all his strength to pull out his pistol and aimed at Gies' back, "bang", Gies fell to the ground.

My gf and I (both 25F) have been going through a rough patch recently. We've been together since 6 years, everything was going great. She always struggled with depression and anxiety. We also had sex quite frequently then one day she came out as demi-sexual. This didn't affect me much at the time because she told me she was demi- that is, she feels sexual attraction for me but only when I'm near her.
We were very much in love and everything was going nicely. Her family is very very abusive so I kind of took her under my wing and moved to the other side of the globe. Here's how it went, I moved to another country alone. I worked and struggled mentally for nearly a year, I payed for her uni so she could come on a student permit and get away from her abusive family. I add this detail just so that you can get an idea of our dynamic, she doesn't work currently as she gets very tired with uni and I support her financially. I have no regrets about this, she's truly one of the most intelligent human being I know.
However, when she moved in 3 months ago, we started facing compatibility issues. Compatibility issues over a lot of things, including sex. We had issues over her being insecure and over-protective and controlling. For instance, we met some poeple at a board game night and she didn't like it that I was talking to a guy 1 on 1 (to be fair, I'm fully lesbian and the guy was talking about guns and I love guns). She wouldn't like it if I was wearing short shorts to answer the door. She wouldn't like it if another girl was looking at me. Me, I don't like it when my partner is jealous, I wanna feel wanted. I know her jealousy stems from insecurity but I hate it.
On top of all of this, I feel like she sabotaged the relationship as I'm very chill as a person, I had always been loyal 100%. I don't get jealous so when other people look at my gf I don't fight and she hates that. With all of this fights and talks, I realized that she's not in the wrong 100% but we're just not compatible. I tried sharing my sexual fantasies with her and she lashed out at me for being disgusting although she apologized later but it was too late.
With all of these behaviors - jealousy, lashing out, not letting me be friends with guys, commenting on stuff that I wear, not having sex with me, I have all this frustration built in.
I try to talk to her but there's always a pretext until she finally admitted that she started feeling asexual even with me. I have a very high libido, I am a beautiful woman and this leads to 2 things: unwantedness when I know I should be wanted and me just devoring other women in my mind whenever I see... Potential.
It's crazy annoying, I feel guilty af, I can't share this with my gf without her 100% throwing a tantrum again. We tried discussing an open relationship which lead to a tantrum until I told her that I don't want it. It's just pure incompatibility. My life with her is PEACEFUL when we're not fighting but I can't do it anymore.
I want to know how to break up with her, without cutting her off financially. She just moved too, so it takes a lot of time to get settled, get a job etc... I don't want her to leave or go back to her abusive family. I don't want her to be depressed. Any solutions for this? How slow should the break up be to avoid shit hitting the fan?