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I had this people-pleasing tendency ever since I grew up and now I'm trying to think more about myself. So every time I say something against what my past self would say I go into a spiral of thoughts and it fucking exhausts me.
For example, me and this girl, we have this idk pact kinda thing to bunk the same days and etc. so she had some other work come up and isn't going to work so even I called it a day off. But when I tell my friends I'm not going to work they always think I'm doing whatever my other friend is doing which is not true. She has also bunked multiple times when I didn't want to go, but nobody manages to remember that .
So yea what I'm trying to say is that this small incident is making me question everything I'm doing in life. I've been thinking about this for the past 2hours i think. How do I stop caring about what people think about me?

Okay, so hear me out. I’m gonna try to keep this as short as it is possible for me to. Which means I’m sure it’ll end up closer to an essay, but I promise I’ll try to spare you from that fate. Instead, allow me to break up the monotony with a ✨list✨ because that’s original and not overdone, right?
Let’s talk basics. I’m an AMAB Enby with They/She pronouns, and I’m open to F, TF, or AFAB Enbies.
Okay, okay, so, let’s get the cons out of the way first, I don’t wanna waste any more of your time than I already have.
Cons:
-Extremely emotionally needy. Sorry in advance for that.
-Kinda rough mental health. But hey at least I can understand if you also struggle with that.
-I’m extreeeemely mediocre in most respects. Like, seriously. It’s bad. I’m not particularly talented, I’m not particularly cute. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Okay, so, if you’re still reading, those either didn’t scare you or you don’t believe me. Or, morbid curiosity. I can respect that. Anyways, the pros!
Pros:
-Can endlessly shower you with pictures of my cats who I love more than life itself.
-Hyper affectionate, which. May be a con if that’s not your thing, but I happen to really enjoy it so here it is on the pros list.
-Not a half bad chef if I do say so myself.
-Lots of movie/tv show dates!
-An almost limitless amount of time to chat/hang out.
-Play a lot of video games if you like to play as well or just snuggle up and watch.
Okay, so this is already way too long, but if the cons didn’t scare you off, and the pros sound somewhat appealing, let me know! If not, that’s okay! Hope you have a good rest of your day 💜

Is this guy flirting with me?
I'll preface this by saying that I'm autistic. So, it's hard for me to recognize actual flirting. I frequent this smoke shop, and a guy my age works there. He greets me by calling me baby at this point, and he's super kind. I've been in that shop and interacted with him 3 times now. He also has started giving me his friends and family discount. Is it normal for guys in smoke shops to flirt to keep customers coming in or should I assume he's legit flirting? I completely suck at flirting, and I'm afraid to make a fool of myself. So many times people flirt "as a joke" or it's "their personality" and I can never tell if they're being for real and I never pursue. So.. is he flirting? Anyone been in a similar situation?

So, I (21M) am a Saudi who just graduated from the US and will go back next week since working in the US on a visa is awful. And I'm not looking forward to it. I just gotta get this off my chest. I grew up in the height of the "sahwah" or "islamic enlightenment" which saw the clerics take control of all facets of society. From education to law to fucking everything. I had to watch my mother struggle with paperwork to raise me since she (a 33 yr old woman) needed a "guardian" and when she was married to my dad he was the "guardian". Ultimately they separated when I was 7 but they remained married on paper (despite living in different homes) for 12 years after because my mother didn't want to get back under the "guardianship" of her abusive dad. I'm only thankful that my dad is a reasonable man who detests these awful "guardianship" laws as much we all do and stuck with being the "guardian" of my mother for 12 years. doing all her passports, paperworks, giving her "permissions" to travel. Now they're officially divorced but my older brother, her SON is her "guardian" again thank God he's also a reasonable guy that doesn't chain her but we're all fed up with this bullshit.
The amount of damage the "sahwah" has done to society is astronomical. It always makes my blood boil how it infected every facet of society. I went to a normal government school in the "SCENTIFIC" track but 50% of my curriculum is religion. Stupid crap like fiqh and sharia that won't invent planes or make medicine. My fucking PHYSICS teacher used to preach hate against the "infidel west" and "music" all the while taking western medicine, using western computers, and even wearing clothes made in the west. What's even more laughable is that was during the height of the "anti-terrorism" campaign. So they literally used to teach us "those kuffars are evil, corrupt, manipulative, enemy of all muslims, and 9/11 was an inside job to villanize all muslims" BUT "don't blow them up" like wtf?? You're preaching all this fucking hate for this group of people, calling them evil, enemies, but qualifying it with saying but "don't blow them up" like yeah I'm sure that's gonna work. No wonder we're the den of Islamic terrorism, this level of cognitive dissonance always made me and my dad chuckle if not cry for the future of the country.
A situation that I will always remember is when I went to a presentation by the head of the most prestigious MEDICAL school in the country. He asked the audience " what's the most important major?" I took a chance and said "science?" and he replied "no! sharia is!" because "science without sharia is aimless and hollow". To which I absolutely wanted so badly to respond with "well how come we're all using these "hollow" inventions from the kuffars? if they're so hollow why don't we give them up and be self-sufficient" but I didn't because I'm not a dumbass about to be ostracized for showing some critical thinking skills.
Decades of religious indoctrination have created a generation that's both too educated and under-educated. too educated because of the free schools and universities but under-educated due to how much religion is shoved into every subject. Doesn't matter if it's chemistry, they have to always shove religion into it. This also reminds me of a saying by my chemistry teacher. He used to say that "women are like protons and their nucleus is the house. As soon as protons (women) leave their house (nucleus) a nuclear reaction (total anarchy) will ensue." how he managed to shove religion into fucking chemistry is beyond me. No wonder 80% of workers in the private sector are foreigners and 50% of IT workers are foreign. While we were all too busy with fiqh and sharia we started bringing western kuffars educated in science and technology to work for us. I'm sure that's sustainable and the oil will never cease to be important.
And now I'm going back to this country in a few days. God help me (if he's there) because I don't know how I will cope. My only saving grace is that I have a penis so I don't have to deal with 7th century "guardianship" laws, My heart goes out to all women in Saudi Arabia and other repressive muslim countries who have to deal with this crap. I don't know how you all do but you're incredible. I only hope with all these new reforms that life for women will continue improving and that not another "sahwah" will emerge to set us back another 50 years.
I just wanted to get this off my chest. I'm aware of all the new reforms and I'm hopeful for change but you can imagine that being brought up in such an environment makes me question how much "reform" can do in the short term to heal those infected with decades long of Islamic indoctrination. I hope I can immigrate to a western country in the future. I don't care if it's the US, new Zealand or japan. Just anywhere free of this religious obsession. This is a throwaway account so I won't be replying to anyone. Thanks for reading this far. Hoping you and I all end up safe wherever we want to be.

I feel pretty bad about saying that tonight. I realized too late how thoughtless it was. I am in a bit of a state worrying about all the times I probably have said and done similarly self serving things not even aware of what others needed. I can tell why this is. I never has my own feelings considered. I learned this relatively recently talking to you my love.
It's hard to explain but I never ever met my own needs. I never self advocated. I never gave myself space. I never thought about my own feelings. I understand people fairly well. But I don't think until I met you I ever tried to do truly good for someone. Also hard to explain. I've been functioning on this believe I had no value. That I was an evil person and that to be around me was a misfortune. Now that I actually value myself...care about myself I'm seeing all these ways I've let people I love down.
I just tried to be as kind as I could. I never treated myself kindly. It's left me with a very concerning manner in regards to emotions. I want to do good. I love and care for people but I don't actually know how to be that because I've never really built myself up. I've torn myself down. In realizing what I need I see how much better I can be.
I'm sorry that I am not very good at being at service to others in an emotionally connected way. You know about how I've avoided emotional intimacy most of my life. I feel I cut myself off from understanding and being there for people. I'm sure that's what Dayton is good at. Why I admire him so much. He gets that aspect on a deep level.
Well. Time to stop feeling bad about it. Like TJ said. My mistakes are a badge of armor. I've been there. I can just continue to be better. I can be a better lover to you and for you. I'm in your corner and I'm truly sorry that is difficult for me to actually...express? Do? I'm not always building you up but shit I'm not not trying my best. I'm lucky to have you because you are so patient and loving towards me.

Hello,
I’m on here looking for a potential duo. I’m NOT looking to rush into anything, but I do eventually want a sweet, & funny partner to vibe with! (I also am not looking for platonic friendship)
Some information that you might wanna about me - I’m from California - I’m 6’0 - I am lean and fit. - I have a professional career (its a new job), taking a break from university (I am going back soon)
I love watching tv shows and movies, i have Netflix and HBO and other streaming platforms. I’m a rookie when it comes to anime and would love to watch some series with you or play video games with you, or even both!
Favorite series: GOT, Breaking Bad, It’s always sunny in Philadelphia, how i met your mother and a lot more.
Gaming wise: i mainly play FPS games, its what i grew up playing, I’m open to playing different types too. I mainly play Valorant, would love it if you played as well, or wanted to play and i could show you the ropes.

Im level 5 now. Every fight someone is going down in my party.
My druid cant cast spells with a weapon in hand but his cantrips are missing most of the time. Cant cast? Cant heal. Cant heal? People die. But he needs a shield to gain any sort of AC. 15 AC total My paladin also cant cast with her hands full. Most of her spells slots are going to smite. Shes still using the 1h starting weapon (1d8), starting shield, and starting armor. 18 AC total My tiefiling warlock is blasting things at an ok pace and range but her AC is pretty low 14 ac My bard is sitting at 17 AC as well. Mot of that is from rolling high on dex.
Im on the first gem quest after getting the crown. Almost everything is hidden in dimlight even though its on the edge of my opening up a boarded window. The boss fight was BS, The legendary actions everytime one of my characters got to do something and regeneration. I had to reload that fight 3 times to get through it. Once because the door closed and kept my tiefiling out. A second because my druid and paladin went down first, and finally on the third one I was able to start the fight at the top of the stairs and go towards the windows but didnt roll high for my init and lost my bard early on.
Any advice? I understand the system and how the rules go for the most part. It feels like the game is unbalanced against the party if every fight is in the dark and every one needs to either hold a torch (lose AC/shield) or have dark vision. I get that on my paladin if I can make it to level 7 but at 5 and a half, Im start to see why theres such a low % of early achievements being completed for this game. It feels like I should restart and roll a party of 2 paladins and 2 warlocks to blast, smite, and lay on hands my way through the game.

330 then 210 now
Congratulations Everyone!

1. Knew I had to do this when my older brother died at 43, 425#. I was 40-325. Younger bro 38-300.
   
2. Fought the insurance battle, obtained policy covering RNY, started process.
   
3. 8-month pre-op was not an option, and that’s a good thing. Saw people sabotage themselves in pre-op, and they were dismissed. Others flunked the psych tests, demonstrated things pointing to high risk of post-op sabotage. Dismissed.
   
4. Procedure was as described. Comedian/anesthesiologist asked me, right before I entered never, never land, if I was aware that I would be lifted above surgical table, and turned upside-down during procedure! What???…never saw that joker again. Doc confirmed this detail later.
   
5. Weight loss was rapid and thrilling. Below 220 in 7 months or so. Learned important lessons for this first stage. Like (a) don’t eat raw carrots or celery, as these can conspire against you, weave themselves into a “mat,” and jam your hole. Rice can do this too—see funny anecdote below. Upward Eviction ensues. (b) [for the lucky people] don’t eat sweet, sugary stuff like ice cream, shakes, pie etc. Immediate downward eviction occurs [turbo-charged food dumping] it’s a race to the bathroom (c) Sushi and an ice-cold Ichiban. Sounds fab. Maybe not. Rice is starchy and clingy, beer is loaded with malt. Hmmmm. Imagine belching up (and out) an impossible quantity of rice-infused foam for an hour. Yup!Hint: Ditch the rice..eat sashimi. Maybe the beer too. If you are not lucky with auto-rejection of sweet/fatty stuff, look out! Stat away from it. Milkshakes are particularly troublesome. They liquify on contact with mouth, and there are no limits on quantity.
   

By the time you graduate from this stage, you will have your own set of rules.
At any and all stages, even 20 years down the road, BEWARE OF ALCOHOL. This was not discussed in my pre-op process. I’m guessing it is now. Alcohol can DESTROY you and your weight loss. Know this now. People who have never had an issue with alcohol can become dependent on it post-op. It’s a transferred addiction. Sugar in a different form. No one is immune. You, like me, may be physically unable to overeat, but there are no limits on liquids. I lost a lot of ground on this issue, but managed to gain control. Zero is my magic number when it comes to alcohol.

1. My brother. Same path, same successes and failures. Developed same alcohol problem. It killed him at 58.
   
2. Later stages. You’ll lose the “easy pounds” in stage 1. Going lower gets back to food choices and exercise. Gaining weight is common, so stay in front of it. If alcohol use sneaks upward, get in front if it. Maintenance is the drill forever thereafter.
   
3. Hope some of this helpful. Ask me anything.
   

Congratulations and Good Luck!!

Hello,
I’m on here looking for a potential duo. I’m NOT looking to rush into anything, but I do eventually want a sweet, & funny partner to vibe with! (I also am not looking for platonic friendship)
Some information that you might wanna about me - I’m from California - I’m 6’0 - I am lean and fit. - I have a professional career (its a new job), taking a break from university (I am going back soon)
I love watching tv shows and movies, i have Netflix and HBO and other streaming platforms. I’m a rookie when it comes to anime and would love to watch some series with you or play video games with you, or even both!
Favorite series: GOT, Breaking Bad, It’s always sunny in Philadelphia, how i met your mother and a lot more.
Gaming wise: i mainly play FPS games, its what i grew up playing, I’m open to playing different types too. I mainly play Valorant, would love it if you played as well, or wanted to play and i could show you the ropes.

So I just started hormones last week and now I have this sinking feeling in my gut that I'm making this huge mistake. I don't feel trans, I know that but I do have this massive desire to be a woman. However, my biggest doubts are the fact that if I could live the same life I'm living now but as a woman and transitition, I'm in. However, if I continue down this path and then all of sudden this chill life I have starts to become harder, is it worth all potential new pain points of life? I don't feel like I feel trans enough. I have a therapist and I will definitely bring this up. I know it's not too late to turn back but the part of me who wants to transition is excited for the future. Scared but excited to explore this side of me who was trapped in there for so long. But is that side myself stronger than who I already am? I know we are one in the same but it feels like one dies in the end and I don't know what that means.
Obviously, I'm confused and lost on who I am or what is the right or the wrong descision anymore. These 3 months of the starting dose of pellets was my exploratory, feel it out phase but I have doubts. Other days I'm 100% on board but which one is winning?
Life is hard. But am I making it harder for no reason? Or for a reason I could live without? I just don't know if I am trans enough to have started hormones. I don't feel like a woman. I just feel like me. I have no idea what that means but I need to figure it out quick. When I tell close people, I say it with such confidence because I'm getting all this positivity and support it's infectious and feels good. But is that what I really want?!

I honestly did not know how to word the title any better. Just please read the story before judging.
Me (14m) and my friend (15m) have been friends for about 2 years. We met through online school, and we gamed a lot together. One thing you should know though, he has the very loud opinion that he is always right. Any situation where there is a bit of debate, even an opinion is instantly shot down by his long lecture on how he is right, we are wrong.
An incident before this one strained our relationship because "I couldn't take a joke". The joke was funny for the first 5 minutes, but after an hour, I got pissed, a fight ensued, and it evolved to him being right and me being wrong again. (I can explain more about this in the comments if anyone is interesting).
Onto the current situation. I got online and started talking with my friends. (the third person in our friend group doesn't really matter here, as he always lets the fights go on no matter who he thinks is right or wrong. Imagine a mediator who doesn't speak at all). During our conversation, I talk how I like the Nintendo switch and think it is a good console. He then goes into an hour rant about how it is a horrible console, and every console from sony and Microsoft is better. He listed hundreds of "facts" on how nintendo sucks. During this, I thought my point wasn't clear, and just said, that I think that the nintendo switch and its games are good, some of things your saying are true, but I have my opinion. He says that saying that something is good is not opinion based and says that it has to be compared to something. He then rants more and more. At one point I tell him to shut the hell up, cause I was tired of it, which he took great offense that I interrupted him one time (he would interrupt me a lot more.)
At one point he compared my opinions to saying the sky is orange and sticking your hand in a toaster is good. Finally, I told him that I wanted to say one thing, and if he disrespects it, I am leaving. The second I started speaking he started up again with how I'm wrong.
I left the party, and now I am sitting thinking if I was wrong. So good people of reddit, AITA?

I won’t tell the whole story of when my parents divorced, but it was completely unexpected, they always got along well as far as I could tell. I was 11 and totally shocked, all the typical emotions hit me hard like sadness, anger, wanting to fix things. I think that’s when I started to look at my life as different times “before and after”. The before was usually better in my mind while the after sucked, this applied to other things as well not only the divorce. I’m 19 now and my situation has changed some but I still can never get this sadness out of my head, I wish things could’ve just been different and I wish the last half of my childhood had been the same as the first. Maybe I’m just looking for something to blame but my life and myself as a person definitely changed after that event.

I have a unique situation. A few years ago at the age of 30 I met my biological father. I moved across country from Michigan to Arizona to help him with his business and lived on the same property as him. Everything was going really good for about a year and a half until I started noticing someone was coming in my house and I started to put things together. I didn’t know anything about crafting or black magic or cults or anything like that before this but I came into my house one day and noticed the grate at the bottom of my fridge wasn’t on properly so when I went to put it on the right way and it fell off completely I noticed there was a thick layer of dust but there was very fresh drawings and markings written in the dust. I asked a friend if it was Mexican gang shit not knowing what was going on lol he immediately told me it was black magic and said someone was messing with my food. Its a really story to have to text but I’ll list some other things that happened and I’d like to know if anyone has any insight . I’ve done a lot of research since then and still can’t figure out what the intentions were. So for starters it was a little town about 30 minutes from the Mexican border south of Tucson . My “dad” had several people my age working for him and I believe now they were all in on whatever they were doing to me. At first I thought he wasn’t a part of it and his workers just wanted me gone but I’ll explain why I know he was definitely in on it. Some of the things I noticed are
-They used a wood burner tool or engraved symbols and faces and letters into basically everything wood in my house and around the property like on wood posts and stuff. The letters would be large and stand out by theirselves it would be L,B, and I think R. - would make a almost evil smiley face and I would take my pants off at night and lay them in my bed and noticed the face on my ass in gel pen. They were putting it on my chairs. - switched a black and white candle with one of their own. -the wiring under my fridge was in Arabic or reverse Arabic so I think -under my front porch I found a canoe made out of a large dead frog body. It looked like it was to resemble a boat at least -also under porch found a cutout or some type of homemade rabbit made out of plastic or paper and it had half of one of those plastic Easter eggs in its mouth like a rabbit eating it’s own child or egg or whatever . -dead cat in my car - dead cat in my house - I always slept on my couch but on my bed I noticed a very thin layer of candle wax had been poured on every crease in the mattress . If you look at a mattress you’ll know that had to take a lot of time and effort. -my dad insisted we didn’t need tack strips when we laid the carpet in the trailer and in the room I later found a blue steel razor blade and next to it the word MAD in pen or marker. -the only friend that kept assuring me I wasn’t crazy had a nice 2020 truck and text me one day and said there was blood all over his back seat . I doubt he did that to his nice truck . It looked like a murder scene and when I saw it I noticed the same markings and faces on the car seat and doors . Looked like it was with a pencil eraser . - there was a panel loose in my jeep by my left foot where a hood release is . I pulled it back a little and saw something . When I loosened the panel even more it was a Lego figure and his head rolled off . I know I didn’t put that there lol. - different color dirt than usual and pebbles under carpet in front of door and rubbed all over my jeep tire. Probably cemetery dirt I think .
There’s more but you get the picture. So also in my Jeep I had a tool box and in every drawer there was 6 small twigs in the shape of a U or 6 pieces of plants or flowers. On the outside the drew a few things but one was a stick figure being attacked by wolves . When I came back to Michigan I was attacked by two dogs and had to get 69 stitches . The wound and scar is in the shape of a weird smiley face.
I refused to drive the Jeep and had a rental car and some how fell asleep and was in a head on collision with a family of 5 . Everyone was okay some how. I was going 60 and didn’t have a seatbelt on . Woke up in the passenger seat and the door just opened up for me to get out. Not knowing anyone else I called father of the year to come get me. When we got in his truck he said oh if you were in your Jeep you would have died for sure.
We get back to the house and he wanted me to stay there instead of sleeping at my place next door. He had a 80 inch tv that was turned off so it was basically like a mirror. I’m watching him and his gf lay a mattress on the floor and putting sheets and blankets on it then I see his gf pull something out of a clothes hamper . I can’t even make this shit up . I saw a 2 foot doll wearing one of my shirts. And had strews all over the head . Attached to the screws was some type of string to resemble hair with ties or bows half way down the length . I know they were screws because he twisted a couple of them . Then he put it in a type of dresser thing with a glass door and rolled a rolling closet with clothes in front of it . I could have shit my pants . That was the last time I was there. I immediately told him I had to get my son something from Walmart and needed to go now so I can send it first thing in the morning. He took me to Walmart and I ordered a Uber . He was right next to me and wouldn’t leave my side so I made up the only thing I thought of and said I think his phone was making me sick , something about electronics and said give me 5 feet and walked outside. I get in the Uber and he almost didn’t see me but came up to the car hands cupped around his eyes looking in the windows and saw me. He told the driver I was mentally unstable, on drugs and if he left with me he’s calling the cops. I told the guy I just met this man that’s my dad,showed him my license and explained I ordered the ride I offered him more money and asked him to please go. He said he didn’t want any trouble and cancelled the ride. So now I’m outside of Walmart with the crazy person I call dad and he’s like wtf man you’re just gonna bail on me lol. So I just told him I saw the voodoo doll. He started going nuts denying it and making a huge scene. He never did admit it but he said whatever I think he was doing he was trying to help me. I called the kid Colton they had the blood in his truck and he came and got me.
After 4 years I still don’t know exactly what was going on. If anyone knows what might have been going on I’d like some opinions. Do you think they were trying to sacrifice me or initiate me or what?
One of his workers did drop hints or warnings when I would bing stuff up. He told me “your dad doesn’t work me alit around Christmas time” I was like uh ok and said yeah it’s orders from higher up . Then told me there was like 5 or 6 satanic cults right around there. I’ve came to find out he was telling the truth more than likely.
Thanks for reading. Love and light

I'm sorry it's such a generic question.
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I work for a very large (and well-respected) organization in staffing. I didn't know much about staffing when I first started, and it was only supposed to be a short gig, as one of their team members was out on leave. Long story short, they liked me so much, I stayed for over a year and recently got a promotion. I'm doing more, but my pay hasn't necessarily increased. It's enough to survive, but I still can't afford to live alone. (cost of living has risen exponentially, I'm sure I'm not alone)
Until recently, it didn't even bother me that over half my team doesn't know how to do their work/doesn't want to do their work. I've been picking up their slack for months now, and it's gotten worse with the departure of other team members. The client that we work with has always been hard to please, and a little closed off, and I could handle all of this with grace, but recently actions have been taken against team members that are retaliatory, and my bosses told me there is nothing they can do about it. Here's where my mind is at:
On the one hand, I want to have a job and earn money, maybe even save up for retirement down the line. I enjoy the company benefits like healthcare (adhd meds are expensive out of pocket!) and I genuinely love the staffing portion of it. I have gotten to know my employees rather well, and it's been exciting doing new things in my recently awarded role. On the other hand, I always promised myself I would never be a silent participator in abusive and hostile business practices. I have seen firsthand what it can do to a person to be treated like they are worthless, and it makes me sick. I cannot in good conscience stay here, but no one in my life seems to understand this mindset. The idea of fairness doesn't seem to be all that important, and they're ok with what this client is doing to the people we bring onto their team. I have asked my higher-ups, and they said adamantly as badly as this person was treating our personnel, there was nothing they could do other than call things out as they happen (anything that can be proven and said in front of an audience, so think meetings and emails)
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But the ones we employ, the powerless ones... They get the short end of the stick. Am I wrong to think I shouldn't sell my soul and undermine my values? If I'm wrong, and a career is worth more than the life and well-being of other people... well, is life worth anything? I feel so lost. I don't want to be an anecdote in someone's story "so and so could've had a great career if they'd just stuck it out, it's a shame they left" But I also don't want to be a bystander to something like this. What do I do? I'm smart and bilingual, but circumstances in my life made me unable to finish any college, so all I have is my high school diploma. I know the money I'm making is thousands more than what the average person with my level of education is making. And, even if I do leave, am I just in for more of the same? Are all companies these heartless machines?

Now I’m gonna start this off by saying I mean no harm to anybody and I’m not trying to play Olympics for who has it better. Now that, that’s been established I just wanted to say I’m kinda tired of scrolling through TikTok and seeing all these people with smaller chests do binder reviews. My chest is at least a triple D and maybe I’m not looking in the right places or my algorithm is trash but I wish I could find more plus sized people or people with my chest size doing binder reviews so I can at least have some idea on how it will look on me. So if anyone has a good page to look at drop it in the comments it will be appreciated greatly.