Wizard of oz trunk or treat

My dog's recall is abysmal and I can't seem to get it to stick.
We adopted our podenco many years back, and he was a terrified and nervous dog, and still is although he's world's better now. He used to be extremely reactive, but now can pass baby strollers and bicycles without trying to dart into the street. Because he's still so fearful (particularly around children), we've had slow going with his training. Indoors he's an absolute gem that will do anything for a treat and is enthusiastic about training, but any situation outside is impossible. He's too distracted for the best treats and his favorite toys. It took me years to teach him "look at me" and "sit" outside, but we got there.
Through all this, I've accepted that he will never be an off-leash or dog park dog. His reaction to things that scare him 100% of the time is to try to dart into the street, and even though he's been around many cars, he doesn't seem to understand that they are more dangerous than a toddler on a bicycle.
But the one thing that frustrates me is how well he knows "here" and "come", but will sometimes willfully ignore them, even in controlled environments. He feels like it's optional and only comes when there is a reward, even when we've tried to slowly ween him off rewards. We do our best not to repeat the command but he really DGAF.
We accept and love him and know we've made mistakes, but this is the one thing that breaks my heart. I want him to have good recall in case something spooks him and I have the bad luck of not holding the leash tight enough. I'm terrified of him running into traffic, it's my greatest fear, and I want him to have recall enough to prevent this in the event of an emergency.
Is it a lost cause? There are small things that tip me off as to why he won't listen to us - he tries to lead the walks (we try to keep him behind us), he doesn't trust us to be "lookout" when he goes potty, and he tends to bark if someone approaches us. We're grateful he warms up to people quickly and isn't a biter, but we know we can't rely on blind luck. We also live in an extremely busy city in an apartment, and there are no quiet or private places to train outside of our own apartment for many miles. We don't own a car.
I feel like the cards are stacked against him and am wondering - should I keep trying with his recall?

Is this year’s crop of fleas industrial strength or what? We’ve treated the yard and the animals and that doesn’t seem to have made a dent. What gives?

I F(22) have a key to my boyfriend’s apartment (M25). He lives a few streets away from me with his brother and his mom.
I was supposed to see him for the past two weeks but my work schedule wouldn’t allow it. So, a few nights ago, I stopped by to surprise him after work.
When I got there he was out cold with his laptop open on the bed. I saw a few tabs open but the one that caught my attention was his WhatsApp web. My mind kept telling me to check so I did. I was wrong to snoop, I know.
A few chats were active but I saw one with a random unsaved number and a sent photo. I open it and see a photo of me. I was confused so I scrolled up. 3 more photos of me with no context. No words. Just the photos. I keep scrolling and I see photos of me sleeping, seductive photos I sent to him, photos of my feet. I scroll to the top and I see BARE photos of myself. The entire chat had no words. Just photos of me.
I wake him up and start yelling at him. I practically shove the laptop in his face. He started yelling but when I told him I saw the chat he started crying and apologizing. Begging me to let him explain. Things started getting serious when he threw the laptop off the bed and said he deserves a chance to be heard.
I don’t know how long his family were awake or if they were awake before but they rushed into his room asking what’s going on.
I told him mom that what’s going on is she raised a “terrible evil monster” who should be arrested for sharing photos of me without my consent. She said that he wouldn’t do that and I’m a liar. I told her that she should be ashamed of herself for defending him and that I’m reporting him. She started yelling at me saying that she treated me like a daughter and how dare I speak about her child like that. I just ran out of the house and took a cab home.
They’ve been trying to reach me which is why I’m here. My dad says I should let him explain but I don’t think there’s any explanation. My mom said I was an AH for yelling at his mom when she didn’t know and was always a really nice person to me - but I don’t know if she knew. And I’m still on the fence about what to do.
AITA?

I'm worried.
For the first time in my life I have something good. I had a crush on one of my friends for a while, and one thing lead to another, and now he is my boyfriend. I love him to pieces. He's my favourite person in the world, and he's so nice to me and understanding towards my struggles.
He doesn't know about my scars. I'm not actively self harming at the moment. I relapsed a week ago but it was a minor set back and I managed to pull myself together two days into the relapse and stop. So I'm not currently self harming. The problem is this dude worries about me, SO MUCH. He has really bad anxiety, and sometimes when I tell him bad stuff that i've experienced, he'll panic over me and get lots of intrusive thoughts and be unable to function properly because he's too busy worrying about my wellbeing.
He's also admitted that it makes him feel really bad knowing I'm struggling so much, because he can't do anything to make me feel better and make sure I'm safe (he lives pretty far away from me at the moment) and he wishes he could do more to help.
I love him so much. And I don't want to overwhelm him, or trigger his anxiety or anything. He's so nice to me, and I just feel like I'm lying to him by not telling him I have scars. He knows I'm depressed and I've struggled with my mental health. He knows about my suicide attempts. He didn't view me as any less after, and it was the fucking best feeling in the world, still being treated as equal after telling him stuff like that.
I'm just worried scars are too much. I've had people I considered nice say such horrible things about my arms, and god forbid they saw my legs my stomach or my thighs. I'm worried I'm going to lose him. It's probably stupid. He said that if someone leaves you after you tell them something it probably means they didn't really care about you in the first place. And he makes it clear he cares about me a great deal.
I just don't want to risk it. I also don't want to risk ruining his mental health, because he's finally managed to get his anxiety down to a managable level, and I'm worried any extra stress about me could cause it to spiral out of control.
I just need advice, from people who also have scars. Is it wrong to keep this from him? I'll tell him eventually. He knows there's still things about my past and my struggles that he doesn't know. He knows that I've suffered a lot. I've told him I'll tell him everything one day, and he said he can wait. So is it wrong to not tell him about my scars?
I'm sorry about this. I just feel like I'm betraying him by keeping it secret.

Hey everyone, I was diagnosed with ADHD (according to the provider I saw - a “mild” case) when I was 16 years old. My parents never perused medication.
I’m now 35 and have been considering seeking treatment. It’s becoming harder and harder to concentrate, hold conversations, or accomplish simple tasks the older I get.
I don’t have PCP currently and the current wait in my area for new patients is 6+ months. Has anyone had any success getting prescriptions through a teledoc like on Done. to treat your ADHD? Or should I be seeking a diagnosis from a psychiatrist? I’m kind of at a loss.

TLDR: He never did anything sexual with me as a teenager or as an adult, but he did intend on something happening as an adult.
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He was 32 (m) and I was 15 (f) when we met. He was the assistant principal of my school. I had a crush on him as soon as I saw him. I already had a teacher fantasy (thanks pretty little liars) so I would day dream about him.
I chatted him up introduced myself and built an appropriate relationship. He was my confidant, my mentor, my friend. I never trusted an adult as much as I trusted him. I loved him in every way love can be. I would spend hours a day in his office skipping class to be with him and he'd let me. The only time I stopped flirting with him was when I was crying to him about my life and he was comforting me.
Eventually he started to playfully flirt back, not heavy but light. I could barely tell he was flirting with me. I knew he was, but I figured he would never flirt with a student. If he would have initiated anything with me as a teenager, I would have done it. I would have done anything he asked me to, no matter what it was.
A few weeks into my sophomore year I got taken into foster care because of my home life. He was at the school meeting where they came to get us. The whole time I could tell something was wrong with him, he was sad and withdrawn, but kept his eyes on me. He saw my heart break that day. I was sent to homes far from my high school, so I didn't see him for months. I was finally able to visit him, but security didn't want me on campus. We talked on the phone often.
Junior year I was enrolled in a new school in a different city. My first day was his first day too. As soon as we saw each other our faces lit up and we hugged, probably a little too long. He didn't want me in his office as much as he let me at the other school. He said it was because he didn't want to show me special treatment in front of everyone else. The other thing he said was that it would look weird if I was in there so much. If it wasn't anything more than a mentorship, why would it look weird? He would see me get into my adult boyfriends cars and never said anything to me about it. Is that because he didn't care if I dated men? Eventually I had to leave that school. He left the next school year and moved to a different school.
Throughout all of his different schools we always kept up. When I turned 18, he gave me his personal number. We would talk on the phone and text sporadically, nothing other than what friends would talk about. Every time we'd talk, he'd ask me if I was still with my bf.
A few years later (I'm 22, he's 41) I found him on IG and followed him, he followed me back and we started talking again. Much more often than before. We caught up on each other’s lives. Once there was no more catching up to do, we kept talking. Just talking about friend stuff still. Sometimes he would text me late at night. We made plans to hang out next time I was back home.
When I went back home, we decided to hang out. I wanted to get coffee or lunch. He said it would look weird if anyone saw us out together, and suggested I come over to his place. I was reluctant and red flags were going off in my head, but I ignored them and went over anyway. I could trust him. I told my sisters and I told them I would check in with them twenty minutes after I got there. I forgot to check in and they called, I should have texted her to make up an emergency. But I didn't.
We talked for hours. I was probably over there for 4-5 hours just talking. At some point he talked about how attractive I was and have always been. He told me that when me and my siblings got put into foster care, he tried to get my brother to live with him, but by time he decided to do it my aunt had got him. He told me he didn't try to get me because it might have looked weird. He asked questions about my relationship and somehow made it natural to ask about my sex life. I told him my problems in that department. Then he started to talk about his sex life and high sex drive. I was uncomfortable when he was talking about it but I let it slide. Like I said, I trusted him. He gave me a tour of his place; garage, kitchen, guest rooms, and ended the tour in his bedroom. I didn't think a single thing about that until years later, when I realized he groomed me. He was defiantly wanting something by showing me his bedroom, right? Hours later I left and we kept in touch often over text, again nothing nefarious. Looking back at it there might have been some light flirting on his side.
Next time I went back home we made plans to hang out. His place had flooded so he was living in a very nice hotel during renovations. The first time I went over everything was totally normal innocent even, until we hugged goodbye. It was a long hug.
I went over there to hang out the night after or the night after that I can't remember exactly. I hung out with him 3-4 times. Not realizing what was happening until the last time I went over there. The second time we hung out he moved to the couch I was on. We were opposite sides of the small couch. We talked for a while and then he put on TV in the background. I didn't think anything of it. I left and another long hug happened. Again, I thought nothing of it.
I went over to his hotel one more time and it was the last time I saw him. When I arrived the lights were low, a candle was burning, and there was music playing. That was the first time I really thought about the situation, but I buried that deep down... because I trusted him. Nothing happened other than us talking. After I left I texted him and asked if he was flirting with me, and he said he was but its innocent because that’s what you do with your adult friends. I knew that was bs when he said it. But of course, I buried that too.
Ever since I turned him down, he has hardly talked to me. Every time we talked, I was initiating it. We would send maybe 10-15 texts and then he would stop responding. He abandoned me, and it hurt. He was my rock during my teenage years.
I kept in contact with him for 4 years after the last time we saw each other. One day I finally realized that he had been grooming me. I started to question our entire relationship.
I messaged him innocently asking why he showed such an interest in me as a teen. He basically told me it was because my home life was shit and that I was vulnerable and special. I asked him why I was special. I don't remember his response though. I prodded more and then he stopped answering. I think he finally caught on to what I was really asking. A few days later and still no response. I decided to block him on all social media, and delete and block his number. I was so proud of myself. This was 4 months ago.
I thought of him a lot the first months or so. Then I forgot about him for a while. The other day I was putting a kitchen appliance away and it made me think of him. How he has literally nothing on his counter tops, everything is stored in the cabinets. Thinking about how weird that was turned my stomach. Then I started to think about everything he had done, good and bad. Both made me feel like I was going to throw up.
I started to think about the possibility that he never really thought I was special; that I was just easy prey. That I wasn't the only girl he had a close relationship with. Maybe he was doing this with other girls too. As a teenager all I wanted was to be special to an adult, and he gave that to me. But if I wasn't special and just another target that means that I wasn't special to anyone. I want him to have only done this to me for 2 reasons. 1) I don't want other girls going through this. 2) I want to have been special.
2) fucks me up. I shouldn't still want validation from this man. I crave the validation though. As a teenager I grew dependent on him. He built me up, gave me confidence and showed me love I'd never had before. But now after realizing everything he did to me I have no confidence. I am completely broken. I feel hopeless and confused. I feel sick to my stomach every moment of the day. I can't think of anything else but this. Regardless of all of the negative feelings he is causing me, I miss him. I miss our friendship and being able to lean on him when I'm going through a rough time. I could tell him literally anything and he wouldn't judge me. He had no involvement in my problems and was always in my corner. I still need someone like that, and I wish it could be him. I wish he never had any ulterior motives and that I could still lean on him.
I really hope that his affection for me when he started to get to know me wasn't just about taking advantage of me. I want it to be that he grew to have these feelings about me. It would mean I was special. Either way it's wrong and disgusting. But it would make me feel like he wasn't a total pos, just a confused man who made a huge mistake. It's still not acceptable.
I still can't accept that he groomed me. I know he did, but I keep telling myself that I'm over analyzing the situation. Nothing sexual ever happened, so it's not grooming. He always treated me with love and kindness. He was NEVER abusive, not even for a second. He didn't force me into anything. He just cared for me unconditionally, and he was the first person to care about me like that and actually give me the time and attention I needed. I also feel like this is all my fault because I had a crush on him before. Like I brought it upon myself.
I can't tell you all the number of times I've thought about unblocking him and messaging him. Or calling him and making up some excuse about needing a letter of recommendation. I tried to find the letter of recommendation he sent me a few years ago because I needed his validation, even if it was old.
I also want to reach out so I can call him out. Or accidently run into him when I'm back in my hometown so I can call him out. But I know he would gaslight me because that's what groomers do. He would never admit to it. I won't be able to make it through if he did that. I already gaslight myself enough. Hearing him deny or justify it would confirm my doubts. And if I didn't fall for his gaslighting I would be even more broken than I am now. If I did see him in public, I don't know what I'd do. I don't know if I'd run, ignore him, call him out, pretend everything is ok, or get sucked back in. At this moment I think I would get sucked back in. I would believe everything he would say. I would be the same teenage girl I was all those years ago, dotting on him.
I don't know what to do. I'm having extra sessions with my therapist and that’s helping in the moment. I don't want to miss him. I want to hate him and I want that hatred to eventually turn into indifference. I want to find peace. I don't want to love him anymore. (Just for clarification it's not a romantic love.)
It feels nice to share the full story with people other than my therapist and sisters.
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If you've made it this far I whole heartedly appreciate it. It means so much to me. Thank you!

Hey I hope its okay to post an update.
I did get a couple responses that offered help, advice, support or sympathy. But mostly it was people suspicious which I do understand and respect. What was upsetting to me were the public and private messages saying I was a disgusting scammer, con artist, that I should be ashamed of myself and even worse.
Everything I said in my post was honest. I didn't lie at any point.
Within the first couple of responses were privately sent ones and a few public . The public ones offered to meet me in the evening and I genuinely was extremely grateful. But same time I got a private message off a guy offered to send me in his words "a few pound" via a bank or PayPal transfer. I figured it would be like £3 or at most £5. But he sent me a tenner. I accepted this mainly because I was hungry enough to not want to wait until evening, but also I was pretty nervous meeting a stranger even in a safe place.
I gave this guy my bank details and got most of my shopping from heron. Bread, cereal, butter, milk etc.
At that time I got a few quite cruel messages that made me sick to my stomach. I cried a bit which is pretty pathetic, but I didn't message this guy back that day and I didn't respond to anyone else. I still haven't looked at the majority of responses to my post.
I get my benefits tomorrow so I messaged this guy back earlier today saying hey I insist on paying you back tomorrow morning. He refused to give me his bank or PayPal information stating he doesn't know me. He said if I really want to do do something I should send that tenner to a charity and he recommend one.
He agreed I could screen shot his response if I blacked out his name so I will link it at the bottom. He did message the mods and they understandably warned him against doing that in future.
So that's what I think I'll do. Does anyone recommend a charity they feel is more deserving? Once I've picked one I will send that money and proof of it. I genuinely want to do this as I've felt awful for days about this tenner.
Other people messaged me privately offering money via PayPal and no, I didn't respond because I genuinely am not a scammer.
And yes I have posted before, it was around January and I was asking for cheese. Somebody did meet me and gave me food. It was a man and a woman and they were incredibly kind.
However, not long after that I was out kinda late and a man tried to rob me. He insisted I give him money and I denied having any. He got very aggressive, waving his fist in my face and shouting how he was gonna beat me. He put his hand down my top to check if I had money in my bra. Eventually after I was shouting back I had no money he gave up. I genuinely don't believe anyone who offered to help me would do that, but I just feel a bit nervous.
I did get a weird message saying that it's a popular scam and that if anyone did meet me with food, that I would then emotionally manipulate the person into giving me cash. I wouldn't even know how to do that, I'm autistic I'm no good at being anything but very direct.
I do understand people being wary. I understand people replying on my post warning others to be wary. But what I don't understand is saying shame on you to me, calling me a vile con artist, and genuinely other nasty things.
I will take a screenshot and add the response to my update here shortly after I post this. I have posted on Liverpool several times but this was the second time I ever asked for help, and both times I asked for food and not money. I didn't accept money last time but I hope you understand that I was desperate and I truly wanted to pay back this person tomorrow.
The guy who gave me the tenner linked me a charity as you will see. I haven't looked at it yet but I plan to look at it in depth tomorrow. Another thing I thought of was anything to do with mental health via children. I was under cahms for years and they treated me for CPTSD and they were just brilliant. It was a clinic near Alder Hey so if anyone can help me find a link to donating to alder hey I will probably pick them.
Thank you everyone who offered to help. Tomorrow afternoon I will add a screen shot of proof I sent a tenner to a charity.
Here is the response to the guy who gave me the tenner. This response was today after I thanked him and asked for his details in order to repay him the tenner back tomorrow.
https://imgur.com/a/DwNdatt

The healthiest I ever felt was a summer a few years ago that I was high raw vegan. About 90% raw and 10% not. I’m still vegan and I like to think that I eat mostly whole foods but if I’m honest with myself that isn’t true. I snack on processed vegan items (think pre-packed granola bars), if I make sweet vegan treats I have zero self control, my portion sizes of rice and rice pasta are way too big. I have ehlers danlos, POTS, and MCAS and I’m overweight by quite a bit. I think it is truly past time I take my food choices more seriously. I made a list of foods i CAN eat (it’s very long) so that I can visibly see how many options I have. I am making allowance for some cooked foods like quinoa but no oil, no white sugar, and no highly processed foods. I’m really hoping this helps me reduce my inflammation, my histamine levels, etc. Feel free to post youtubers or articles you enjoy, I find that diving into content made by raw vegan folks really helps me stay inspired.

All sentient animals, human or non human, have the capacity to suffer, to experience pain, and some form of emotional, subjective, conscious experience.
Humans should not treat non human animals as a means to an end; they should be given the right to be free from human exploitation and cruelty, where practicable and possible.
Yes, animals kill other animals in the wild. But humans have moral agency; we don't model our behaviour on other animals. Non human animals don't have this same moral agency.
"The question is not, can the reason, nor can they talk, but can they suffer?" - philosopher Jeremy Bentham

I don’t have a husband or boyfriend obv but I also don’t have friends. We moved to a new town before the divorce over a year ago and it’s been hard to find friends.
I just spent 15 minutes outside a nice restaurant urging myself to go inside and treat myself since I don’t have my kids the next two nights but the idea of being seen alone with not even a friend seems depressing. How do I get over this so I can continue to be kind to myself and get out of the house?

Hello people. I am a 20 year old INTJ who has found out about his MBTI like 1 year ago.
I've done multiplte MBTI tests and i most of the times got typed as an INTJ. I don't know if thats accurate tho.
There is really a topic struggle with which is dating. I got drawn into the MGTOW/In*el community a couple of years ago i've been eating up their ideologies and their mindset. I don't agee with everything they say or do, but i really agree with the ideology that attraction is 95% looks based and that attraction only exists because of our caveman desire to reproduce.
I really think that only the top 20% of males get real female attention, and i don't belong to them. I am not the best looking, i am already balding at 19/20, etc. I am really not the best looking guy and i didn't really get treated nicely in my youth and childhood because of that. I often got as i said treated quite badly. It was also sad to see that the good looking guys got all the attention but i never got any attention.
I also want to clarify that i don't hate women or "chads". I don't think that women should get blamed for what they find attractive, like being tall and goodlooking, because being attracted to tall and goodlooking man has good evolutionary reasons. Being attracted to somebody, to fall in love are in my opinion just illusions made up by evolution so we just reproduce. Thas it. Nothing more, nothing less. Yes, i know there are couples where the man is not the best looking but i still don't think that's enough to convince me somehow that i still have a chance.
I am at a point there i've just accpeted my "fate". I am much more withdrawn than i've ever been. I really have no problems making male friends, but with women i can't even make friends. I don't know where the fear or the inability to make friends with women comes from, i never really felt a connection.
I am very okay with female family members, so i really don't know where the problems are coming from. My insecurities? The way i am talking?
My past being bullied?
I just wanted to get my thoughts out. Maybe there are some people here who got out of being just very rational. I also don't know if i am really an INTJ, i sometimes think of myself as an INTP. Maybe you guys can help me out with that one. I think learning about it is cool and useful aswell
Thanks for reading

I recently broke up with my boyfriend of 11 months. It’s been a week and I’m hurting tremendously. He didn’t treat me badly during the relationship. We had conflicts but I also have insecurities. However, he did nasty things after we broke up that makes me wonder if he was a Narc or not. I’d given him a book and instead of just sending it over, he left it on the ground in front my house which I found extremely disrespectful. He also didn’t defend me when his friends thought I broke up with him because of money. Of course he knew why we broke up but he says he didn’t really say anything and I think that’s because he wants them to validate him. He always seemed to be seeking validation from his friends. I’m so lost and I’m in a terrible state of mind. 💔I met up with a therapist today so hopefully that helps.

Last night I ran The Workshop Watches from the first edition of Arcadia. The players loved it!
I ran the session as a one shot, but afterward basically everyone said that they wanted to keep playing, if not in this adventure at the very least more in the world. It was such a good time. The characters (Minerva, elf wizard, Jeffrey, drow rogue (these first two had to peace about half way through the session) Dan, human druid, Joe, bugbear wizard, and Quartz, dwarf fighter) were on the mission from Amari to investigate the wizards and their progress in assistive magic. They arrived at the workshop and met SAM, the magical AI that was the workshop, but they assumed that it was just a door keeper. I had SAM appear as the light illuminating one of the runes the wizards had carved into the walls, but the players were surprised to see that the light followed them, illuminating the runes closest to them to represent SAM's presence. They asked SAM about the wizards and it said it didn't know where they were, and created food and water for them. The party wasn't specifically trusting or mistrusting of SAM, but they assumed it wouldn't be a big part of the story.
They got into the library and the druid tangled with the mimic. They defeated it easily enough but it was a cool moment for sure, the druid wild shaped into a bear while he was being eaten by the mimic. There were so many dope moments like that in this session.
The players kept moving through the workshop and started getting less and less trusting of SAM. I had the shambling mound/awakened tree be a kind of first try the wizards had given to creating an intelligent magical entity, they had tried to merge books with its consciousness to increase its knowledge, but it ended up breaking the tree's mind. Also another memorable battle because the druid (still a bear) was up on the roof of the green house and then broke through the glass to attack the shambling mound (the druid noticed it before the other characters since he was looking through the roof), and as he fell from the ceiling he shot a lightning bolt out of his mouth (not even sure if you can do that in wild shape, but it was a one shot). That blew a hole through the thing's chest which it then used to envelop the bear and the wizard summoned demons to fight. Lots of good crazy stuff. After that battle I had SAM act super curious asking more about how they'd learned to fight and cast spells which was a dope set up for the final battle. The players were at least mostly distrusting of SAM at this point since it still hadn't told them what happened to the wizards. They also saw the scorched part of the greenhouse and noticed that SAM shouted "CLIMATE CONTROL" at blasted ice when the wizard used burning hands against the shambling mound. It was such a dope fight. At one point the druid tried to climb back out of the greenhouse and the shambling mound hit him with an AoP just enough to take him out of wild shape, but I said he still managed to grab a hold of the roof as his hands shifted out of paws. Then the shambling mound tried to chase him up (the druid had by far done the most damage to him) and just as it arrived on the roof he hit it with a thunderwave, destroying the rest of the roof and the thing taking even more damage from falling. It was some dope stuff. The players were freaking out like every turn.
When they finally started up the stairs to the final room SAM started saying they needed rest, and cast sleep, which took out the wizard. The druid had had enough of SAM and decided to try sneaking over the peak of the mountain to get to the upper level instead of going through the workshop. He had an immovable rod and worked some shenanigans. The fighter thought that the wizard had just dropped dead and started to negotiate with SAM. He asked SAM to get some pillows so they could all go to sleep but as soon as SAM left he sprinted up the stairs, busted open the door to the workshop and saw the animated armor finishing SAM's body. At that point everything went crazy. The fighter started hacking the armor as the druid arrived over the peak, just in time for the wizard to come to and cast fireball in the middle of the hallway, melting two suits of armor and the flying swords, and damaging both his allies. A crazy battle ensued, SAM got into its new body just in time to be hit by a lightning bolt, only to return the favor and knock out the fighter. That was when the players realized SAM could copy their spells and they freaked out when it summoned four demons just as the wizard had done earlier. The wizard stuck a swarm of rats on SAM's new body as the druid, transforming into a warhorse, managed to take out most of the minions. The fight kept getting more and more intense as the fighter started failing his death saves, and the druid was torn between healing him and trying to take out SAM. In the end SAM knocked out the druid as the fighter failed his last death save, the wizard looked at his odds and misty stepped the crap out of there. I had no idea how it was going to wrap up other than a TPK, but I figured SAM hadn't seen the wizard teleport away and would probably stabilize the druid to get more information about the outside world out of him. But then the druid rolls a nat twenty on his death save, and opens his eyes to see SAM standing over him. "How did I fare in battle?" He asked the druid, half gloating. In the back of my head I'm thinking "there's no way he gets out of this, he has one hit point." But, instead of groveling or begging for mercy the druid tells SAM he had performed very poorly, and that the wizards had made a mistake in creating him. SAM got angry and started yelling that he'd defeated the party and the druid gets really quiet and then says "you saw me change into all manner of creatures, for which you have no explanation." SAM had asked him earlier how he'd changed into the bear, and the druid didn't bother to explain. He taunts SAM a little more, and then says, but practically shouts across the table "You think this is my only body? I have powers you can't dream of." I was struck by how hard he was roleplaying it and thought SAM is a being of curiousity, and so he says "how do you do it?" The druid smiles and says, "come close, I'll tell you my secret." I knew he had something up his sleeve but I had no idea what and he was playing to SAM's weakness so well, so I had him lean in. "Closer, I'm weak," he whispers and I say that their faces are inches apart. "I grab his center plate and I cast thunderwave." I have never seen three players so intensely focused. My mind was scrambling to figure out what would happen, knowing it was such a dramatic moment. SAM mega failed his save against the spell. The druid played his cards so well.
I say "An explosion rocks the room. Your vision goes blurry from the kick back of your own spell. When you open your eyes there is just SAM's center panel in your hand. You hear metal pieces clattering across the room and down the stairs." I describe how he sees now that the panel has a handle, and he opens it, revealing the amulet that holds SAM's consciousness. As he touches it he hears SAM's voice in his head. And then the player does something crazier than I could have imagined.
"I eat it."
The room is in silence. I look at him like he's insane, and he just nods. I ask for a constitution save as my mind races. He rolls a 19. This is a one shot.
I explain that he feels the amulet hit his stomach acid, and it breaks open. He can feel SAM's consciousness enter into his body, and it starts to push against his. In hindsight I should've had him roll a Charisma save here but I just stuck with the Con save he's already smashed, and said that he's able to overcome SAM's consciousness and absorb it into his. So I look at him and I say "well, you're like a 9th level wizard now." The entire table drops their jaw, including me. But the druid doesn't loose a second, he says "I wanna know what happened to the wizards." I say that he can feel SAM's memories as a part of him now, and so I describe how he incinerated Exor, and then pushed the others off the cliff. The players are stunned, but again the druid had no time to waste. I feel like its relevant to say that I literally met this dude last night, and he had just broken the entire adventure, maybe the world. He says "do I know revivify?" I laugh in shock and roll a dice and say yeah, he does. He brings the fighter back to life, and he describes how there's now a tiny blue light in the back of his eyes, and the fighter can tell that something is different about him. But he just smiles and says "Come with me, there is much to do."
Thank you Matt Colville for creating this wonderful shared moment at my table.

I want her to follow me. I want her to chase me down, send someone to talk to me on her behalf, I want her to reach out and pull me back so bad. I want everything that every single ex in the world hates. I want her attention, I want another text, I want to know so bad that she actually misses me and wants me. I've done so much for her, I was there for her constantly, I supported her in every possible way that I could think of... But in the end I still wasn't important enough to be heard. I wasn't enough for her. It's funny because I started to see the relationship like she was a vampire; She had no blood, and I had plenty. A regenerating source... What harm would there be to let her drink? I want to provide, and this is the best way that I know how. The problem arises when she starts to take too much, and I become so frail and weak that I can't tell her to stop. To remind her of what she's doing and taking from me. She doesn't care though, she's hungry and needs to be fed. I don't matter so long as she's satisfied.
I don't want to think that I was just... A trophy to her. I know I was though. I was nothing more than some attractive asshole to tout around and show off like I'm something that only she could have and that everyone else should be jealous of us. I wanted her to have me, I did want to be exclusively hers. But I wanted to be more than just a pretty face to her... Or some kind of status symbol. I feel truly disgusted with the way I let myself be treated. I'm just infuriated and sickened. I fucking hate myself right now. I was her boyfriend, she was my girlfriend. But this entire relationship made me feel like a lonely wife desperately trying to get her husband's approval/attention... And I failed to do that even in such a role.
How could I do this to myself. I really just wish I could take it all back.

we broke up a month ago, i can't stop talking about him and i've been living with mood changes about the relationship, about me in it and my faults, about him as a person
he hurt me, he left me, he treated me bad a lot of times and i don't want to think he is already happy now or that he has already forgotten about us, some parts of me want him to feel remorse
when we broke up in the past he avoided me, contacted me, he also did some things out of spite that weren't good but i know that he was hurt or sad cause of this things, now he is not doing bad things but we are nc because of him and i'm thinking that he went back to his life like he left a weight
i just want to see some emotions from him after all these years, even if it doesn't mean anything

Hey so I have a very hard time sleeping and I'm currently trying Huberman's sleep cocktail. One of the supplements he takes is myo inositol.
According to everything I can find online, one of its uses is to treat PCOS in women and it helps them to decrease testosterone.
Can someone smarter than me explain how or if its safe for men to ingest? Will it lower my testosterone?
I really would love to continue using it for the mental benefits but I'm a little nervous.

So I just bought the chaos dreadhold battletome from 1.0. one of the things gives my wizards the spell arcane blast. I know what arcane bolt does, does blast just do a d6 of damage or something?