Skyrim live another life

Hello all! I'm a GM in the Dallas area looking for a group of players to start a new game. I created a homebrew world during the pandemic and now I want people to play in it!
I've been GMing on-and-off for 2 years now. I do have a current group that plays in this world, but we don't meet very regularly and I'm a teacher on summer break so I have a lot of free time to fill. I hope we can play once a week or every other week on a consistent day. I would also just love some more friends in the area.
I would like around 4-5 players. No experience required--I'm used to teaching the game to others. Must be LGBTQ+ friendly, not sexist, and otherwise not bigoted (I've had bad experiences). I'm in my 20s and would prefer to play with others around my age. I do use safety tools at the table.
I'm expecting a longer term campaign, starting at level one. If you have a character in mind, I'm happy to talk, but I would love for players to create a character that is really a part of the world.
I'm flexible right now on exact day/time and location. If you're interested, let's talk and we can move to discord later.
A short blurb about the world: Fair winds, adventurer, and welcome to the wold of Anemar! In the beginning, all life on world was born from the breath of the Great Dragon. One's breath is the soul, and when a creature dies, their breath joins the winds blowing through the world. A century ago, a group of heroes slayed the dragons and brought the winds of the deceased even closer to the living. Now Anemar is a world full of political division, hero cults, and people trying to cheat death.
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To start, I am a 32 year old woman and I had been diagnosed with adhd in 2010 when I was 19 years old and was prescribed Vyvanse 20mg x2 a day and Wellbutrin. (Can’t remember exactly what mg, but pretty sure around that) I remember it helping me a lot with being able to live a more fulfilling “normal” life. I was finally able to keep a job, take care of myself, and my apartment, etc I didn’t ask a lot of questions about my diagnosis at the time. I never fully understood add/adhd back then. I think mostly because I grew up only thinking little boys had it.
I was diagnosed when i lived in Florida. I don’t even remember my old doctors name and it was back when i was on my parents insurance. I took the medication for about two years and then eventually stopped taking any medication (not sure why, I think I thought I didn’t need anything at the time)
I moved back to Pennsylvania in 2016, and i have been going to my new psychiatrist since. I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety with this doctor and have tried MANY ssri’s with no help. I recently changed over to Wellbutrin and I have felt so much better… but not fully.
I began researching more about adhd and was absolutely blown away with how much I related to. I asked my psychiatrist about being treated for it and he referred me to a specialist to do a 3-4 hour long evaluation, since I have never had add medication with my current Dr.
The wait time was MONTHS! So in the meantime, I reached out to an online clinic that specializes with add (not done or cerebral, it’s an actual clinic) and have been being treated with Vyvanse (and occasionally adderall when it’s not in stock) and it’s been SO beneficial to my everyday life and I finally feel like myself again.
I am a bit scared that my new ADHD doctor, that is doing my in person evaluation, will think it’s weird that I am being treated/already on stim medication. I figured it was fine since I already had a prior diagnosis when I was younger and had previously been on it before. I don’t want to look like I’m a drug seeker in anyway
Any advice for how to navigate this? Thanks so much to whomever read all of this!!!!
TLDR: currently on stim prescription that I have previously been on in 2010. New formal diagnoses with new doctor next week, will this be an issue?

i just loaned a wheelchair from an amazing local charity that does six-month loans for free. i got it with the intention of taking it places where i know there won’t be somewhere to sit (i have pots) and where they don’t have wheelchair rentals (ex: museums, botanical gardens). i did a trial run to the grocery store and i never want to go back to walking. the difference in my mental health is life-changing. i wasn’t walking around in a panicked haze, running cost-benefit analysis on whether it was worth it to walk back across the store to get the muffins i forgot. i just went and got the muffins. can someone reassure me that i’m not doing anything wrong even though i can technically walk. i don’t want to live every day torturing myself anymore. i lived like that for upwards of a decade, i don’t want to go back

Hi there,
I'm a 27-year-old guy from just outside Orlando, Florida and I am seeking a real connection with a dominant woman who knows what she wants, and how to get it. Feel free to reach out if this stands out to you, I'd love to talk. I live alone and have been described by close friends as silly and compassionate, inclusion is one of the most important things in my life. I'm seeking a female-led relationship, the type of dynamic I am looking for is a life partner who is firmly in control, to what extent we can determine what works best for us. I would be more than happy to be your life partner who defers to you on the bigger decisions though I would love for you to have me in mind when making them. I recognize you are a real person so a constant dynamic isn't always realistic.
About me:
Basic stuff: I work a full-time job but also have a side hustle writing, I promise this is not nearly as exciting as it sounds but it is an increasingly lucrative thing that I'm looking to make my full-time focus sooner than later, still figuring out when sooner is though. I'm 5'7, about 140 lbs, here's a recent picture of me for reference. And as I recognize this is important to some people, I do not drive, my eyesight is very poor and as a result, I cannot legally drive, this, however, does not stop me from living an entirely independent life, most people don't actually know/can't tell until I tell them that I cannot drive.
Personal Interests: I love hanging out with friends and doing who knows what, I will admit that I am a bit of a homebody but my greatest joys in life are typically with other people, doing pretty much whatever. I am sober as in I do not drink or smoke but totally cool if you do as long as it is responsibly. I love going to thrift stores, eating great food, and really just exploring. I'm pretty nerdy in that I would say my single favorite thing to do is learn be that via YouTube videos, Reading or just getting out and trying something new, Psychology however is what interests me most and I could spend hours and hours talking about the weird ways people act and why. I also really enjoy movies and would love to know your favorite, I love anything funny or scary, and the Shrek series has a special place in my heart. Also love staying active, recently got back into going to the gym and an avid NBA followefan.
Fun Stuff
I am relatively inexperienced but I am someone who learns quickly and has done a thorough amount of research, enough that I feel that I can confidently serve a woman, the biggest part of all of this to me is the sense of belonging, the feeling of being owned by someone who wants the best for me and thus inspires me to want to be the best possible version of myself for them. I do not take this role lightly and it would be a privilege to be yours.
The Person I'm looking for:
I'm looking for a dominant woman either In Orlando or located somewhere in North America with the intention of this becoming an in person thing, I'm very open to relocating for the right situation and while I do like Orlando there isn't anything keeping me here. My ideal partner would be someone emotionally intelligent and capable of communicating in a healthy, consistent way, nothing excites me more than knowing exactly where I stand with you, for better or worse. (So I can improve to better serve.) Body type is unimportant to me as all women are beautiful in their own unique ways, as long as you take care of yourself you are my type. Age and your experience level are mostly unimportant to me as long as you're 20+ and know what it is you're looking for. Just to reiterate the connection is what is most important to me, knowing that someone has my best interest at heart and I have theirs, knowing that while I am still very much a person with real feelings but I want to be yours, completely.
Thank you for taking the time to check this out, I look forward to speaking to you soon.

Hello, I am currently studying computer engineering in the US, and I am about to start my final year of college this fall. I want to get my master's as well after graduating but not in the US.
That's why I've looked into getting my master's degree abroad, but I am unsure of where I want to get it. I have thought about studying abroad to get it, and I have been looking at Asian universities in Hong Kong, Japan, Korea and others, but I don't know which country would be the best place to get one. The biggest one I've thought about is Hong Kong, but I think that area is having some problems right now so I would be happy to go to any East Asian country to be honest. My idea is that after going to a university, I would try to find a job in that country because I don't want to work in the US, but the only language I know is English.
I think there are a few other issues that have me thinking it may not be possible. One is the amount of money I would need. Hong Kong is quite expensive, so maybe other countries would be better and cheaper. Another issue I have is that I am unsure of whether my parents would let me study abroad. i think they want me to go to a university near my home and live at home, but I know I would hate doing that because I would just go to school and do nothing else in life.
Maybe this is an unrealistic goal for me, but any advice about this would be greatly appreciated!

So here we are, I decided to go no contact after a 2 year relationship. My head is a mess atm and I just wanna write things of my chest and hopefully fall asleep asap.
Some backstory, I am/was suffering from depression and ptss until the point I literally couldn't get of the couch. My ex took good care of me and was patient at first besides a few doubts where she actually ended the relationship a few times but came back shortly after. I'm convinced it's hard for a partner to take care of someone every day and don't get much in return and didn't really blame her for leaving although it hurts like shit with the rest going on. Shortly after she left me again because she said I couldn't give her what she wanted, which I can understand so we're not officially in a relationship but still exclusive.
Fast forward to 4 months ago. I started trauma therapy and that shit was the hardest thing in my life but she was there support me and even drove me there a few times. I was completely exhausted and couldn't even have a conversation and I had just to lay on bed and rest.
2 months later the intensive part of the therapy was over but I really had to "land". I lived in my own bubble, didn't realize the time etc. From this moment my ex started to take distance from me but I didn't realize it because I was so emotionally lost.
3 weeks ago, I finally start to feel better, I can do things and wanted to try doing things with my ex again and messaged her. She responded with she is fine with only having app contact. Later she admitted she was dating someone else while I was landing. For me it really felt like coming out of a coma and realizing your gf left you.
Until yesterday I was trying to get her back and wanted to show her that I'm much better now and I'm nearly the old me. But she said she was allready taking distance from me and in that time the feelings were gone. She is allright with things are now, no feelings, no intentions, she's open to hang out but just as friends.
And here we are, I'm a fucking mess, I'm finally a bit better and able to give the things she wanted, but she bailed. I barely slept the past week, barely ate, I'm crying my eyes out. Tried to convince her, tried to ignore her, sent her flowers but her answer is clear; no.
So last night I told her I'll either go no contact or go on and just hang out as friends and maybe hoping something in her ignites again. I choose no contact while she was already sleeping. Said the things I wanted and blocked her.
Thanks for reading :)
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Living at home, my dad's in his 50's and very set in his ways as he's chinese. We've had a rough relationship for a couple years now but we've been pretty civil with each other the last year. I dabble in some things that I know I shouldn't, namely drugs, but that's not so much the problem. I'm out of the house for days or weeks at a time but I'm always back for longer, nearly every time I come back there seems to be something missing.
At first he took my diary, it was for writing down any feelings I couldn't get out. I wrote about being raped by guys I trusted, something I've never talked to anyone about and never planned on doing so. I thought I'd just misplaced it, asked if he'd seen it and he said he hadn't been in my room so I trusted him. Time goes on and I know it hasn't left my room but no matter how hard I look it's not there. It's not like it was hard to spot, an A5 hardback book.
Asked him again and he denies and tells me 'Why would I even want to read it, I don't speak english?'. Keep in mind we only speak english, I don't know a word of chinese, so instantly an alarm goes off in my head. Loud argument ensues but he ultimately denies taking it again. Another week goes by and I can't take it, there's no way I've lost it, I genuinely scream at him and he finally admits to taking it and shouts at me, about to raise his fist at me before I left. I have no idea what he was shouting because I was so mad it got blocked out.
Stayed with my mom for a month, during which he apologised in a text (he's never said sorry to me in my life). I thought things had changed until more things went missing, my weed, vape coils, money, my fucking laxatives? I just can't understand why he would break my trust time and time again, everyone I know thinks I'm overreacting but to be actually gaslit and made to think you're going insane, it kills you, and I don't think I can ever forgive him for my diary. I just want to know if I sound like an awful teenager or I'm even slightly justified in feeling so hurt.
I could see why he would take the weed but we've already had talks about that; he doesn't even know what vape coils are (didn't even take my vape, just the coils) and my laxatives are just OTC. Anything he's concerned about he could just talk to me about, so I really don't understand. And I'm in no position to move out or back in with my mom (in and out of hospital). So I feel stupid and stuck. Help?

So I love the main three games (I am working through them back to back for the first time instead of taking months between and am going to play racing for the first time) but can we talk about the huge shift in tone from the first game to the second the first game was like oh this is a cool little adventure with your bestie to change him back oh no the only guy who can fix him is the villain we've gotta end him and they all live happily ever after.
Then you've got the second game which is like your life is meaningless and you have nothing you will die. They are both amazing I love the series but I had never paid attention to how big the tone shift was.

So I bought my first brand new car in January of this year. I Live in Michigan, USA. I went to Culver's to get my family dinner the other day. I ordered and then pulled up and parked. If you are unfamiliar with Culver's when you order and wait for your food you pull up and they have linear parking spaces along the drive where you park and wait for your food. I parked in a space and was waiting for just a minute. I was then rear ended by another car. The driver apparently mistook the brake for the gas and rammed into the back of me. There was damage to my bumper liftgate and other body components in the area. Probably some damage underneath too considering they pushed my muffler out of the hanger. I removed the hanger and put the muffler back up so I can at least drive it while I figure out what to do. This is the first time that I have been in an accident and I was unfamiliar with what to do so I went to progressives website and started a claim. Come to find out the guy was driving his girlfriend or friends car. The car was registered to her mother and I'm guessing insured by also. The guy was not on the insurance and didn't even have a license. After waiting 2 days for a phonecard from my insurance they basically told me my policy and said they would cover the cost minus a $1000 deductible. They said I could file a claim with the other involved insurance company and wouldn't have to pay anything. I don't know how that would play out because he didn't have a license and was not listed on the insurance. I'm driving my damaged car. I want it fixed. It could potentially cost a couple thousand dollars which I have a family of 5, bills to pay, and dont have an extremely high paying job so isn't exactly a negligible amount. I don't want to wait around for months to get this taken care of. I bought the car to drive a "nice" car and now im driving something thats banged up and plastic melting because it bent in front of the exhaust. I shouldn't have to pay anything. I was parked. What are my options and how could they play out?

Hey everyone. Long time lurker, just created this account to let this off my chest. Sorry in advance for the long rant.
My wife (LLF 30) and I (HLM 33) have been in a relationship for 10 years, married for two now. And I can safely say that ever since we got married things have just gotten worse sexually, and I'm growing less and less interested in making them better.
Before we got married, I was already starting to have some issues with the quality of the sex. She has never really been super adventurous, but over time even little things that we would do to change things up, such as varying positions, doing it in places other than the bedroom (and I don't mean the middle of the street, I mean the living room couch) or even morning sex (which I've always made clear I LOVE) started to be less and less frequent, until eventually we stopped doing them altogether. There was always an excuse, and it ALWAYS revolved around comfort. "Me on top takes too much effort and makes me tired". "Why do it on the couch when we have a bed?". "I'm too sleepy in the morning". Etcetera.
At the same time, I was growing more and more interested in trying new things, and began to find out that even talking to her about sex was a difficult task. Even discussing things and casually imagining what we'd like to do differently had a very specific time and place, which were always really difficult to access. I remember trying to get her to do one of those tests once where both members of a couple say what they're interested in doing and the system will tell where they match. Even getting her to do that was a chore. Needless to say the conversation that followed was underwhelming to put it lightly. It got to a point where I would sometimes manifest my desire to try new fantasies/sensations, etc, and her answer would always be along the lines of "I won't judge you if you explore it, but don't count on me to participate".
Then, after we got married the frequency started to take a hit too. Me being rejected for even the most vanilla sex became commonplace in our relationship. Us having sex became a matter of her spontaneously feeling like it, which I started to feel like I had no power over whatsoever. I manifested more than once that this was making me feel bad, and that all of her sexual needs were being met where mine were being severely overlooked. Every time we had this conversation her answer was always that she understood, that she felt sorry... And then nothing changed. We were having sex once or twice a week before getting married and now it's down to once every two-three weeks with luck.
On top of all that, I started to feel less and less attracted to her. I've been staying active since I first met her ten years ago. I'm actually way more fit now at 33 than I ever was in my 20s, I'm feeling sexy, I'm dressing better than ever, whereas I feel like she has been simply neglecting her body for the past few years. I wish I was not vain to the point where this affects me, but sadly I am and it does. She has even told me a few times - as a compliment, mind you - that she's the lucky one in the relationship because while she's gotten worse over time I'm aging 'like wine' and look hotter than ever. Of course I like the compliment. What I don't like is the fact that she doesn't realise that this is hurtful to me especially since she has no underlying health conditions keeping her from also aging 'like wine'. I would love to see her make an effort to be as sexy as she thinks I am, but all this tells me is that she's taking me for granted. Just like the discussions on sex, it all just boils down to what she feels immediately comfortable with. It's always difficult to bring the topic up without her taking offence, and the answer to why she's not minimally taking care of her own body always revolves around some excuse. "I can't right now because I'm dealing with X/Y/Z". "I don't want to be bothered with minding what I eat all the time". "The sports that I like are difficult to access".
I'm honestly getting to a point where I'm both frustrated that our sex life is deeply unsatisfying to me and losing the interest in trying to make it better, because I feel less and less attracted to her everyday. To this point I haven't been able to openly tell her that I'm loosing attraction, though I've tried to give her every hint possible. I'm dreading the moment where I'll just have to be blunt about it because I fear what this is going to do to our relationship, but at the same time I only see things on this front getting worse over time. I often feel guilty for even thinking everything that I just wrote, because we've been through a lot together and make a great team otherwise. I'm just starting to feel that without the physical and sexual aspect this partnership is not fully satisfactory to me.

Greetings fellow posters, commenters and watchers! It is I, another lonely spec of dust in the infinitely massive cosmic body! I come to you today in search of something new…something wholesome— and long term! (My horrible attempt at a hook)
It’s no secret that this subreddit is for that sort of thing, so might as well get to the point shall we?
I’m a 21 year old guy from the southern USA with ginger hair, large glasses, and 4 dogs! Disclaimer, I have Autism and mild depression. Just letting you know in advance! :)
Currently, your boi is a college student studying and suffering for a bachelors degree in fine arts. 😂 It’s my ultimate goal to be an author and scriptwriter of not only the latest films, but comics as well! Since—ya know I’m a geek. It’s a huge stretch of a goal, but you only live once, so it’s worth a shot right? I find great interest in writing, and studying films and their deeper meanings. So if you have an interest in that too, we already have a LOT to talk about! ^{-^}
Other interests of mine include:
-superheroes -Anime (Like MHA, Demon slayer, Attack on Titan, Tokyo Ghoul, Spy x Family, and One punch man) -gaming (PS5, PC, Switch, and Xbox!) -Adobe photoshop/illustrator -psychology -philosophy -crime documentaries -music from the 1940’s-1990’s -Horror -building and modifying my technology -hiking
Now then, what do I want out of a partner? To put it simply, I just want the one you know? The one that’ll be my bestie through and through. Someone I can joke around with, tell anything, stay up late talking about video games, fandoms, or wild theories. I don’t really care much about appearance so much as personality. I need someone to respect my own beliefs even if you don’t agree with it, and I will in turn do the same. I want to be able to do more than just text my partner on a daily basis, I want to game with them, or video call! Or we write a horrible Fanfiction together or Roleplay! Whatever the case! Next, my age range typically falls around 18-24 currently. Maybe 25? It just depends honestly. I want that slow burn, and someone who puts equal effort into the conversation. Bonus points if you yourself are into writing!
I think that’s it for now? I’m sure there’s more to be said in conversation, so I’ll leave it at that. If any of this interests you, don’t hesitate to Dm! But please don’t just be like “hey.” There’s no substance with that! I need more! Anyways, can’t wait to hear from you!

https://www.news24.com/life/relationships/love/news/heres-what-makes-south-africa-one-of-the-most-gay-friendly-countries-in-the-world-20230523
Our laws and the Constitution is definitely one of the best when it comes to giving equal rights to and protecting LGBTQIA folx but as a womxn who identifies as lesbian, I can definitely say I have experienced homophobia too many times in this country. Nowadays, I won’t be affectionate with another womxn in public especially in a non-gay friendly space. And this is all for safety reasons.

3 - My achievements are part of my worth, but not all of it. Like 30% rn, 40% when I get that degree. I don’t think I’m a huge failure when I fail, I get sad and angry ofc but then accept it and move on or try harder. I don’t need to be the most successful person in the room but I want success. I could never work in a super successful field if it’s boring. I picked my future job like 60% based on how happy it’ll make me (or which one is least likely to make me depressed) and 40% based on how well it pays. I have inflated the truth to impress people. I don’t think I’m as charismatic and assertive as a 3. I am NOTTT a workaholic I’m lazy asf. I only work super hard if necessary. My 3 friend says I’m not a 3 because I don’t wanna be the most successful, smartest person in the room like her and am not as competitive. Like I told her I was fine with having a mildly successful life if I’m happy and she said she can’t imagine being happy with mild success.
6 - What if I fail my test, what if I take out the trash at midnight and get kidnapped, what if I get inside the Ferris Wheel and die. I still get inside tho bc I’m too grown to be scared of that. I push every anxious thought at the back of my head bc I’ll start spiraling if I think about them more, so I’m not very anxious. I keep my cool in most bad situations. Don’t think of a plan B for everything. I like routines, I rewatch the same 5 comfort shows yearly… I was a coward crybaby as a kid.
7 - My biggest wish is to live a happy life because I had a shit childhood. I find happiness in small things, always find things to smile about, or to not jump from the rooftop if it’s bad. I start a new book, then a new show, then another new book without finishing anything. I’m not impulsive tho I think before acting and can stay in my apartment for like a week or two. I’m not gonna sleep all day tho. I started learning coding recently bc I’m bored, while reading this long ass book and starting a 5 seasons show. I’ve had addictions in the past but I’m good at controlling myself and breaking from them even if it takes a while. I can avoid something if I know I’ll get addicted fast. I like being with people but I like being alone too and need to recharge. I like new experiences but it depends on what they are lol. I don’t like change I didn’t prepare myself for.
8 - I don’t tell anyone shit because I don’t wanna look pathetic. Feel like ppl will judge me if I reveal anything personal. Hate emotional displays. That’s it tho I’m not super confrontational bc I get headaches so I avoid arguing if I can and I’m chill, no big overbearing personality. I can start fights out of nowhere with my family and I argue super loud and say nasty things but I’ve never had an argument with a friend in my whole life. HATE making a scene in front of ppl so I try to not get angry in public. I don’t care about being the leader it’s too much work lmfaoo I’m taking the lead if I’m the only competent person, that’s it
9 - Lazy, low energy (could just be bc my sleep schedule is bad), don’t like conflicts because headaches and I like my peace, avoid some things bc I don’t wanna disturb the peace in question, sometimes don’t have any opinion if it’s something I don’t care about… but that’s it. I lack empathy, and I rlly dgaf if everyone’s happy about the place where we’re eating. My parents often joke abt how I forget to think of others. I have no problem stating my opinion and arguing over it with people I’m close to, but with others I think it’s a waste of time and energy. Like if a group of strangers have a diff opinion on like… abortion, I won’t start arguing with them bc 1. I won’t change anything 2. I do NOT have the energy 3. I rlly don’t care what strangers are thinking I’ll just hope they have a bad day and move on

Hey; I'm Lulu, thirty-four years old, any pronouns are fine, and I am looking to play Mutanys & Masterminds. I have been roleplaying in some form for my entire life; as early as five years old I was using Lego minifigures and such to play and run stories both original and emulating my favorite video games. I first got into formal tabletop RPGing about fifteen years ago, and Mutants & Masterminds about four years ago. I have built maybe fifty characters but have limited actual play experience, mostly involving games that fell apart after the first few sessions or scenes.
I'm interested in games with strong ties to real socioeconomic and political themes, that use the backdrop of superhuman powers and abilities to explore the depths of the human condition. Because of this I most enjoy well-realized, verisimilar worlds with deep nuanced characters worth interacting with, caring about, and changing their lives for the better -- or worse. I play games to chase the feeling that what I do matters, to pick sides in moral and ethical dilemmas, and to fight for them against difficult but carefully-tuned-to-not-be-insurmountable odds. I like to play weird characters that have no direct counterpart to any existing fiction and prefer to avoid the common trope of "weedy-woodly-woo, now you have superpowers, how mysterious!" so that I can effectively employ my unique characters' backstories and power origins.
I am looking to play on Roll20 but will discuss other venues. Monday and Thursday afternoons are taken, but I am otherwise free throughout the week. I have an erratic sleep schedule that makes my time zone irrelevant, but it is GMT-4 (Eastern). I have a strong gamemastering background and am willing to help prospective GMs build their game, even run the occasional session focused on a B-plot or side antagonist. I only play text games.
I may be contacted here or on Discord; my handle is LoonyLadle#7465 (at least until Discord makes good on its threat to change it).

My son passed away about two months ago. He did not have much including life insurance. He had a 401k with less than 5k in it and a bank account with less than 2k. The had me sign a small estate affidavit and wait 30 days and then provided the funds. The 401k company is saying that a cause of death is needed. He died suddenly and we don’t know why. The death certificate says pending results as the autopsy is still being performed, they say it could be another 4 months. They also said I need a letter of testrimentry which seems to be if you have a will and the small estate affidavit is not enough. I do not understand why they need a cause of death and they won’t provide a reason except they do and I don’t know why the affidavit won’t work. Should I just let it sit until the autopsy results are in? I don’t need or really want the money I just wanted to close everything out and pay off some of his bills that have come in.

I'm not here for sympathy but genuinely not sure where to start what to do.
I never expected to be a position like this ever. I was living a fully normal life until 4 weeks ago. Virus attacked brain and nervous system and has left me with some damage (seizures / confusion / memory loss / vision issues). I'm not fit to work until I try recover a bit. No work = no rent.
Only option = move home to mam/dad. Issue = dad is abusive alcoholic who will prey on my vulnerabilities of being home unwell. Neurologists have stressed the importance of me keeping stress low if I want a chance at recovering and reducing the chances of long-term damage.
Extended family are M.I.A and useless. Close friends are abroad. I was abroad prior to becoming sick too.
I have never navigated the system and don't know anything about emergency accommodation etc social welfare. All I know is that my health is seriously compromised and I want the chance to try heal my brain in peace.
Anybody know how to navigate the system? Do you register as homeless?
(I have contacted Women's Shelters but they are full)
Thank you all <3

I am 22M and I still live with my parents, I believe my father is a narcissist and that would be the tamest term I would use. Also, big disclaimer that this will be a dump of some of the things that bother me the most about my life until now as it relates to my parents. I am afraid some of this stuff is gonna sound like massive 1st world problems but honestly, if it's not here and through a secondary account, when where else could I vent about it?
I also feel like I brought this upon myself because I'm still 22 and still living with them, and get reminded of how pathetic I am every single day for that fact. I returned from graduating uni a few months back, and unfortunately, I haven't managed to find a full time job despite my efforts. I honestly don't know how I'm supposed to afford to move out now, and the average emancipation age in my country is over 30 years old, it'd be a fucking miracle.
At 18, I got the chance to study my entire degree in a foreign country, and I didn't even blink. Just the idea of having 3 entire years, which seemed like an eternity at the time but then came and went in a flash, 3 entire years when I would be able to finally have any sort of privacy in my life, that I wouldn't have to put up with my father's unpredictable mood swings and obsession with making everyone else feel like shit, plus they would be super-willing to help me financially through it, it seemed like a dream.
And it was. All my life I have had to share rooms with my brother, who is just over a year younger. It's not because we couldn't afford two separate rooms, in fact, we shared one where we slept and changed clothes, and one where we'd study and entertain ourselves. I don't know, I guess my parents thought it would be an amazing idea to force two brothers of close age to share everything, and to keep them like that despite them being like oil and water. My brother would bully me from the moment he was able to do so. Every time I'd meet new kids at the park or when we went somewhere, we would then manage to turn them all against me just to make me miserable. He would break my stuff, he would embarrass me in front of others, and he would also physically attack me, as I am a pacifist. Nowadays, he likes to belittle me for being less fit, for having friends he deems "weird" because some of them happen to be autistic, and also belittles my career (finance) for not being a STEM field, despite him being stuck in 1st year of engineering for the 3rd year in a row. Also threatens to beat me up if I ever stand up to him, and he could.
So with that context, after spending 3 years not having to deal with that shit, I come back. Suddenly, I remember all the bullshit. I cannot close the door, my father has threatened with removing it twice now. My brother likes to sit behind me and peep into my laptop for hours at a time, and I am not allowed to set it up anywhere else. I still have to sleep in a bed one meter away from someone I have hated my whole life.
My father is a fucking asshole. All he has ever cared about is his fucking bicycle. If it rains and means he can't do his route this Saturday, then he unloads that frustration on us. Same with any frustrations he has but he really cares too much about that specific thing. Only thing he ever did to bond with us was teach us to ride a bike, since then he has been disappointed every time our preferences didn't align. Never cared about the things me or my brother liked, like video games, astronomy or music. In fact, he has literally stated that he'd rather me being taking drugs under a bridge than playing an online game with my irl friends. There are some things we actually have in common, like he loves skiing but since I'm not as good as him and my brother, and being around him normally already feels like walking on eggshells, then imagine that but skiing. And he and I are also big Metallica fans, and he took me to a concert recently, but I will never go to anything with him again. He blew his chances at being liked or even tolerated beyond necessity.
He is the worst person I know to be around. Every misstep you make, every minuscule inefficient movement you perform, everything you do that isn't up to his particular way of doing things, he will turn into a fucking lecture, remind you of every single instance, talk you down to and essentially make you feel like you're a useless piece of trash. What else, he fucking hates to see a door that is close. The door our room where I have my stuff set up goes out to the entrance of the apartment, for some fucking reason, and yet, I am not able to have it closed. Every time he sees it he has to open it, remark on how he doesn't like the temperature in a room HE NEVER USES, and leave it open. Lately also threatening to remove the door altogether. And he installed a magnet to keep the door fully open as well.
Another example, from just today. For some reason, he wants to mess around with the home telephones, which all connect to the same number and I have one on my desk. Well, he decides he wants to mess around with this shit without telling me beforehand, so of course he yells at me because I didn't clear the space, because god forbid there are things on my fucking table, because it is hotter in a room containing a human and a laptop than in the other empty rooms, which obviously is my fucking fault, and I also had an important online meeting scheduled for that precise time. Of course, it ends up with him storming out yelling about whatever the fuck annoys him, which is absolutely everything you can think of.
When I returned to our home town from uni I had to get surgery, which in short, left me with a pretty big wound in an awkward place, which needed healing. I followed all of what the doctor said, but my father disagreed. He fucking belittled the doctor because he hated seeing that I would spend time playing video games at some point when I was supposed to stay home and let it heal. He thinks he knows more than the freaking doctors man.
Another quirk of the man is he's a fucking Karen, and racist to boot although he wouldn't act racist in public. He often comes bragging about how he yelled or insulted a random person on the street or on the road because they "didn't follow the rules". Like a girl not wearing a mask in the metro for a minute (already in 2023 btw), or someone didn't use their blinkers properly or whatever. Like minor stuff you would be annoyed about, ignore and go on with your life. He likes to talk a lot about how we should be careful in the streets and avoid trouble, yet he is constantly buying tickets to get his ass handed to him with the way he treats others.
My mother suffers a lot, yet she won't try anything to solve the situation. She basically gets as much shit as I do, and instead of supporting each other because we love each other, she get angry at me because I did some otherwise normal or minor thing that got my father fired up, and she had to "defend me". Many of us in the family, including myself and her sister, have asked her to consider divorce, but it's like she never listens. Last year my father didn't talk to us for like 2 weeks after he ruined my brother's 20th birthday by being an asshole and making everyone uncomfortable at what should have been a nice lunch, and my mother supposedly "made things clear" to him after that, (btw he never apologised), yet now it's like that never happened at all. She will be miserable at how he treats her and us, in one moment, he will storm out of the place with a door slam, and then next day they seem to have forgotten that, its seriously fucking uncanny.
Lately, I have tried leaving the room whenever I couldn't be bother to up up with his shit, but he chases me around the apartment. I have even left meals without finishing because his beer-fueled ramblings start to push my buttons. One day, when my mother was out of town I left the food he prepared on the table and went to spend the entire afternoon to my grandparents (mother's parents), because he kept acting like an asshole towards me even after the 5th time of "stopping". He threatened to beat me (has never done so), but I didn't give a shit, left and spent such a chill evening with 2 people who actually care for each other and their family, until my brother told me we went to sleep. I ignored his messages through that day, and he sometimes still brings up that I still have to answer. I didn't tell him where I had gone, though I thought it was pretty obvious, it was also a rainy day. Apparently he was "worried", good fuck him.
Other times, I try to actually stand out for myself and match his tone, or just reply to his bullshit. It either ends in a competition to see who can yell loudest, him declaring how everything I own is "his", how he is going to kick me out, and would only end by him starting to yell how I'm an idiot, how I'm an ignorant, with absolutely no arguments, just denial of the truths I speak to him.
Honestly, I can't wait to move out ASAP. I have good friends but they got shit to deal with of their own, and I don't feel like I deserve the hospitality of other family members. My grandfather (father's) treated him similarly, and of course he did the mega infinite IQ strategy of repeating the cycle, because he's a fucking idiot. But now my grandfather will defend my father and always be on his side, so I can't even count on them.
I want to have kid(s) at some point, I hope I'm not stupid enough to engage on that cycle myself.
If you read all the way here, I'm honestly impressed. Thanks.

Honestly, I genuinely can’t do this anymore. I’m so overwhelmed, and I had my psychiatry appointment today, but if I told my psychiatrist the truth I would have been hospitalized. It’s probably better for me to be hospitalized, but if I was, I’d most likely not be able to do exams, assignments, and my grades would drop drastically. I don’t want to stick around for that though, I’m stressed already and in over my fucking head. Id rather not live to see another day, then I won’t have to deal with anything anymore. I don’t see a future.

TW for some: mentions of drugs
Hi! I’m an avid listener of Reddit stories but this is my first time posting. I cam here to ask for some suggestions on how to tell my mom my sisters boyfriend hit me. I don’t want to cause a huge ruckus amongst my family but I don’t feel safe when my sister brings over her bf. Sorry if it might be long but I don’t want to miss any part. Onto the story
Im 18(F) and have an older sister who is 25(F), we got along like most siblings but my issue resides with her boyfriend (I dont know how old he is but he is a couple years older than my sister). A few months back, he came over to our house around noon like he always does because that’s when our mom isn’t home. My mom works nights and my dad is away from home because of work. I was making myself something to eat and suddenly he started talking to me about how digital coins were going to be a big thing. Frankly, I didn’t care and I even told him that I didn’t care and shrugged it off. He got upset and started yelling and calling me disrespectful and I told him straight up, “I’m not interested, why are you being a bother when I’m doing something and you’re doing nothing but sitting around.” He got offended, got up, and started to yell at me. My sister got in between us and he kept shouting at me. His face was inches away from me and his spit started to get on my face. I got mad and told him to shut the fuck up and that his spit was getting on my face, he kept shouting and at that point I was done with him. I didn’t shove him hard, but I did redirect his face to another direction and then he slapped me. He started going nuts and kept shouting “DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME”. At that point I was shocked and just walked away to the bathroom because when he slapped me, I stumbled back and knocked over the small trash can that we usually throw out food in. I locked myself in the bathroom and then he started pounding on the door and yelling all type of stuff and I lost it. I will admit, I did say harsh things but I do not regret it.
(For the insults exchanged, I’ll write it like a dialogue between two characters. M- me, SB- sisters bf)(yes it’s all over the place but its straight to the dialogue) SB: This is what happens when you don’t have a good figure in your life (me and my dad don’t have the best relationship so it was a jab at it) M: yeah sure and you had one but look at you now. Jobless, cant do anything and so my sister has to do things for you SB: at least my parents love each other (my parents don’t get along lmao) M: Your parents love each other not you, there is a huge difference. My parents may hate each other but at least they both love me SB: You can’t even drive properly M: you literally have multiple DUI’s and have a lawyer you can barely afford He banged on the door at this point and started laughing saying “ooo you mad” M: I’m mad but you’re the one punching doors? SB: You’re fat M: im fat because my parents love me enough to feed me, youre skinny bc of the drugs you take. My sister should have left you, she doesn’t even like you SB: yeah thats right I fuck your sister, she rides my dick (gross)
He kinda had a tantrum after that and refused to leave but before he left he said “fuck your 5 below house” and I responded with, “where’s your house? Or are you just unwelcomed in yours that you seek refuge in ours”, and he got upset once more before my sister dragged him out of the house. My sister stayed in the car with him for well over 15 minutes and then came inside to ask if I was okay. It kinda hurt because she let him talk all this shit about our family and all she did was listen. We kinda ignored each other after that until one day I was sleeping on the couch as I do when it’s too hot. I heard literal moaning and after a couple minutes, my sister snuck him out of our house and out the door. It was nighttime so they couldn’t tell I was awake. I felt betrayed in a way and so i told her off. The exact words I said, “ I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you but if you’re doing to be doing shit w him. Do it at his house. Because I can hear everything downstairs. Have some shame.” And then she got at me, “ Now u care before he hit you . U were fine him coming over but now it’s wrong”. We argued and she brought up how I don’t ‘care about my family’ and I told her if she cared she would have stepped in the fight and told him off. This ticked her off in a way, and she said that I dont have a sister anymore. We haven’t talked in months and recently she brought over her bf because I assume she thought I wasn’t home and now im ticked off. I honestly don’t want this man in our home and don’t know how to tell my mom. Any suggestions?

throwback thursday to my drunk rambling review of Transformers: The Last Knight
What the fuck did I just watch? I mean convoluted mess is just the start of the many ways to describe this piece of shit. Lets see how else would I describe this fuckfest, its mind boggly awful, its a fucking shitshow, a trainwreck of abortions, a weird combo of garbage,shit and vomit that is then dumped all over you. I’m pretty sure 2 girls 1 cup was easier and more enjoyable to watch this diarrhea on film. I really went full retard for sitting through this eyeball raping movie and the worst part was the fact that I knew it was gonna be a truly awful experience. Yet somehow this was even worse then I fucking thought it could be. I do want to know whos fucking idea is to keep making this fucking things. Sure it started off great with the original movie but that was 12 years ago (jesus fucking christ that feels like an eternity ago) but ever since then the films have been god awful (and that is putting it very lightly). I thought Revenge of the Fallen was a 37 car pile up with multiple fatalities and couldn’t get much worse but boy oh boy was I wrong. Whatever the third one was called was somehow even worse, I have blocked everything that has happened in that from my memory but I know it sucked a lot of dicks. Then there was the dinosaur movie again another fucking awful movie but at least the dinosaurs were cool I guess. If I do recall the final battle in that one was solid enough. I mean everything about this flaming dumpster of dog crap that is the movie is fucking terrible but imma try and get in depth of some stuff
The story: Yeah this is a fucking shit show of a story. In fact I question if there is even a actual story going on. I knew this was gonna be a shitshow when one of the opening lines to the film is “Where the hell is your Magicician Merlin” I knew I had made a massive error in judgement. So Merlin gets a weapon from a Transformer and blah blah blah, basically the weapon is key to bringing Cybertron back to life or some shit. There was also 12 autobots that were at the round table of King Arthur and they vow to protect earth or I think. This also involves a secret society that keeps the weapon hidden, Whalberg somehow becoming a knight (something to do with a talisman that can also transform and run around), oh and the best part is that the earth is somehow a transformer. Yeah they call Earth a unicorn or unicon (its something close to one of those words), but yeah its not exactly clear what the fuck is going there (they just kind of threw it in there so fuck if I should care about it) but im pretty sure earth is a autobot. Oh yeah also with the talisman the Decepticons and us government decide to team up and find it. Then the government basically lets Megatron pick his team and they release a whole lot of really bad Decepticons to help in the search. Why does the US governemnt always do dumb shit like this in movies. Like for real you are gonna release a murderers and let them loose, what kind of ass backwards retarded thinking is that. Why would you trust them to not fuck you over and not try to kill everyone, its like they have never watched a movie before.
The writing: Hey guess what this movie is poorly written. Now take a break after that shocking bombshell I just dropped on you about it being poorly written. I mean their comedy attempts are just awful. Case in point the drunken Merlin who was all sorts of not funny. Marky Mark’s lame attempts at humor was a very hard swing and a miss. Then there was the annoying dude from the first one, he was the head of Sector 7 and is now exiled in Cuba. Just cause you talk fast and have wise cracks doesnt make you funny. So mix the awful corny jokes and combine them with a awful plot and you have the beginnings to very awful shit sandwhich.
Everything: I mean everything here is just the watery shits. Michael Bay is a terrible director. This is not breaking news since he has done all of these movies and somehow continues to make them worse. The action scenes are as lifeless as a corpse. The characters are annoying as all fucking hell. They are also dumb as fuck. Case in point kids break into the quarantined Chicago to see if the autobots are real. Now these kids were old enough that the transformers have been around their whole fucking life. So there should be A) plenty of fucking video evidence since you know everything is recorded nowadays and B) these retarded little turds should still have the memories of you know their whole fucking city being leveled. All the robots outside of Prime and Bumblebee are annoying as hell as well. So basically everyone deserves to die in this movie series.
The good
Uuuhhhhhhhhhhh I guess Optimus Prime had 15 seconds of badassness when he killed 7 Decepticons with one sword swipe. Outside of that 15 seconds then the remaining 2 hours and 10 minutes is just a assault on your eyes and ears.
All in all do not watch this shitass movie and don’t watch anything outside of the first one. I am not even doing it justice on how awful it is to watch. Michael Bay should be banned form making movies. Now with that being said I am still excited to see Bumblebee because that doesnt look like a complete waste of time unlike this fiery trainwreck of abortions. 1/10

Have you ever had a friend or family member that got weirdly threatened or jealous when you said you were starting to write? What’s up with that? Seems like a harmless activity, so who in their right mind would want to stop someone from doing it?
I get my family scoffing and saying “Sure, Jan.” As they’re very petty and not supportive. I know they’re d*cks so I’m used to it and don’t tell them anything about my current life anymore. But a friend recently got super weirded out when I told her I was starting to write.
Both of my parents died in the last couple of years, I did grief counseling, and that’s when I discovered the healing power of writing. I also wrote both of their obituaries for our family, and got a lot of very positive feedback telling me they were extremely powerful. (My only “published” work so far aside from some stuff in high school literary magazine.)
My BFF from college and I didn’t talk for many years because a lot of things happened between us (that’s a story for a different subreddit.) Basically codependent female friendship stuff where we started out inseparable, then became competitive frienemies. Years passed and we’re older now. The first time we reconnected we went to dinner and she talked on her cell phone to other people in her industry the entire night. When she wasn’t on her phone she was bragging about her fabulous career in Hollywood. I know this behavior stems from low self esteem, but it was still infuriating. The next day she emailed me a very long missive about how my husband was “stealing (my) sparkle.” I told her off and we didn’t speak again for a couple of years.
We reconnected again recently, she apologized for her rude behavior the last time we met, and admitted it was based in insecurity on her part. We’ve been going to coffee and talking about our mutual dysfunctional families. It’s very healing. One day she told me about drama in a writing group she had joined. I listened, gave feedback, then I excitedly told her I had started writing too, and that I had taken some writing workshops online. I thought it would be awesome to have a friend who also writes, but I could actually see the annoyance in her face as I told her. After that, every time she and I spoke about writing, she said things like “Why don’t you try selling your artwork? You’re such a talented painter. I know a guy who sells his art at a kiosk in the (rundown and abandoned) mall! You could do that too. Want me to give him your number?” WTF? Was I stepping on her territory? I didn’t get into it because it was so weird. And I’m reluctant to call people on their crap, due to this blowing up in my face with family in the past.
One day we were sitting in the park drinking coffee, and I was telling her a story about how my brother and his wife started trolling me with peeps. She laughed and said, “These stories are hilarious! You should paint about them!” 🤔😐 I really had to stop myself from responding “Yeah or I could write them down.” Which is what I’m doing. Another day I mentioned a one day short story class I took, and how my goal was to get something published one day. She looked down, laughed, then quickly changed the subject.
She started sending me samples of her writing. But it became clear to me that this was not going to be a mutual exchange, as I was her audience. It’s all so ridiculous. Anyway I’m enjoying the friendship for what it is, and now I change the subject when writing comes up.
But I’m curious, have you ever encountered people being weirdly threatened or judgmental when you talk about writing?

Renting a new place in an unconventional location. Saw Telus guys working on the building during the showing so I figured if I went with them, it would be an easy hookup.
I was very very wrong. Call in and ask customer support and I guess I got lucky because the first guy I ever talked too was the only one who seemed to know how to read the information he had.
I asked about service and he said there was Fibre but it was disconnected and should be easy to reconnect, he would go find out and call back in 24 hours.
Never got a callback. Every agent I tried to ask about the situation acted like I was speaking an alien language. only giving me script responses with the Telus website as their only tool for information. it was like talking to an AI.
After multiple calls trying to reach someone who seemed real I gave up and accepted the 50mbps speeds.
Appointment was setup for earlier this week and the tech after being here for almost 5 hours couldn't get two 25 lines to my unit. said he needed access to a building that seems very irrelevant to my unit but I should have known he needed in. said best he can do is 25mbps. Bare bones basic internet. I gave him the okay just so I had something. I can't keep burning phone data.
Twenty minutes later he says he can't even do 25 I gotta call and reschedule with full building access. Whatever.
I call and reschedule for TODAY. Was told over the phone the 8th at 3pm. So I booked the time off work and contacted the realty company that own the building for the master key to get full access.
3pm rolls around and nothing. No call, no email. So I phone in to customer support. They tell me the appointment is tomorrow at 3pm. the 9th.
In the customer support end someone said one thing and punched in another so I lose hours of work and I don't know if I have access to this key tomorrow. At this point I'm very close to just buying starlink and bypassing all these internet companies it's just ridiculous how unorganized they can be with software designed to make being sloppy difficult.
I just want internet why is it such a chore to run a few cables.
Figure it out Telus. I live downtown in a small city, I'm not out 100km in forest.