Hello reddit! Did my title catch your attention? Cute right? I’m somewhat of a funny guy. Punny and attractive? What a score right? Ok, so I mean I’ve lurked for a while and sent some messages out but now instead of me sliding into y’all’s dms, you’ve got the chance to slide into mine!
Now a little bit about me? I’m a guy who’s far from got his life together! I’m definitely laid back, I have a general “go with the flow” attitude 80% of the time. I don’t sweat the small stuff, and hope you don’t either. I enjoy the finer things in life, like reading, writing and art! I’ve got an artsy side to me and can definitely show it off if you’re interested! Like most guys my age im definitely into video games and comics! Xbox and pc are my main platforms and I’ll fight over the dc vs marvel argument all day long. (DC is better)
I work full time in a bar, and I enjoy it but mostly im looking for a career change here soon. I’ve got a few ideas on what that’ll be but I’m oh so indecisive about that. Im also fairly active. I love playing soccer and hiking around on trails and in state parks when the weathers nice! Im definitely a mountains guy to a beach guy, winter is by far my favorite season. Can’t beat a nice cozy night snowed in with a warm fire. My dream one day would be to own a little homestead, with some animals and a nice little slice of paradise where the woes of the world won’t find us, sounds nice right? Im fit and I work out, so that’s something we can do together if you’re interested! My mom tells me I’m handsome so that’s a plus right?
Ideally what I’m looking for? Friends first and foremost. If we vibe, I’d love to move off reddit to somewhere that I get consistent notifications. Let’s be long term chat partners. If the connection is there and we both agree, maybe we move forward from there? Let’s build a life together? How fun is that? I don’t really have any real dealbreakers. Location, age, body type, race, etc. As long as we get along and there’s a mutual attraction, I’m coolio. Height is definitely something I find attractive in a woman. I’m 5’8 so like, if you’re taller I’ll swooon. I’m also generally attracted to people much older but neither are dealbreakers by any means.
So if you read this far and like me even ever so slightly shoot me a chat or DM, I’m waiting to hear from yoooou! :)

*We may be anonymous strangers on the internet, but we have one thing in common. We may be a world apart, but we're here together!*
**Welcome to the 24 hour pledge!**
I'm pledging myself to not drinking today, and invite you to do the same.
Maybe you're new to /stopdrinking and have a hard time deciding what to do next. Maybe you're like me and feel you need a daily commitment or maybe you've been sober for a long time and want to inspire others.
It doesn't matter if you're still hung over from a three day bender or been sober for years, if you just woke up or have already completed a sober day. For the next 24 hours, lets not drink alcohol!
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**This pledge is a statement of intent.** Today we don't set out *trying* not to drink, we make a conscious decision *not to drink*. It sounds simple, but all of us know it can be hard and sometimes impossible. The group can support and inspire us, yet only one person can decide if we drink today. Give that person the right mindset!
What happens if we can't keep to our pledge? We give up or try again. And since we're here in /stopdrinking, we're not ready to give up.
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Happy Monday, SD!
Yesterday, we discussed how the journey can be tough day-to-day, but each day gets a little bit easier. A strategy that really helped me make my commitment stick was a simple pact I made with myself: before taking any drinks, I would post here and share my thoughts. The support I received in response was immense and helped me feel less isolated.
I remember moments when I was shattered, crying over a breakup, consumed by how much I missed her, and feeling utterly lost. I wasn't making much sense. It was a raw dump of thoughts and feelings, and honestly, it felt a bit cringey looking back. But someone from this community always commented, always reached out and provided me with a sense of comfort.
So, for those who are new to the journey, or those finding it difficult, I encourage you to share your thoughts here before you make a decision you might regret. It's okay if your post feels a little cringey, a little raw. It just might be the thing that stops you in time.
For those who've been in the same situation, don't hesitate to share some of your own cringey posts to demonstrate that we've all been there. It's part of the process, part of the journey, and there's no shame in it.
Choosing not to drink is hard, but it gets easier

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Never before had Rapier stood witness to such an enormous fleet mustered in one location. Dozens of assault carriers and troopships, over three hundred battleships and cruisers, and each one of these capital craft were surrounded by ten frigates for close-in defense. This was the Armada of the Small of which Wakizashi spoke.
Rapier gazed out of the bridge, captivated by the shifting lights in the distance. Such a show of force had surely been ordered by Her Dominance herself, but it was grounds for worry. Not since the war against the great machine empire of the Upsilon had a force so large been raised, and for a moment he wondered what that meant about the current conflict. Then, he expunged doubt from his mind. He may have had his misgivings with his immediate superiors, but his faith in his sovereign, like most Poslushi of the day, remained unshaken. If the great Katana II wished it done, it had to be for good reason.
On a somewhat more relieving note, Rapier had been all but relieved of duty. Overbattlematron Dao of the Oxilini Brood had assumed joint command of the fleet with Wakizashi, but the Tethylen and her escorts would remain as the spearhead of their offensive, joined by a strike group of battleships and carriers.
“You know, this is only about a tenth of our might. Even if we subtract ten thousand of our craft for border patrols, ten thousand more for Judge retinues, and a generous twenty thousand for policing, that’s still only a sixth.” Wakizashi explained.
“It’s impressive, I must say.” Rapier replied, antennae standing almost straight with excitement.
“Her Dominance has made it clear that she will not tolerate delays in the campaign from this point forward. She expects to be meeting with me on Earth quite soon. It shouldn’t be a problem; the Armada alone outnumbers the navies of all their nations combined almost two to one.”
“They really number so little? Damn, we could’ve just had the Council of Arbitrators send a Peacekeeper detachment and been done with it!”
Wakizashi chuckled at the prospect. “Would’ve served those yokel people right. Better than the tit-sucking softskins deserved, even.”
Rapier saw one of the Ovinis crewmen give Wakizashi a dirty look when she wasn’t looking. For a moment, he thought to remind her that such anti-mammalian language was not to be used in mixed company, but found that it would be too blunt and too suspicious.
“Though, that does raise the question: what are you planning to do once we win?” Rapier asked out of a mixture of genuine curiosity and a willingness to change the subject.
Wakizashi’s eyes narrowed in thought. “First, I’ll demolish the capitals of the nations of man and build my palace from the stones, as is custom. Then, once mankind has been brought around, I’ll probably have to rekindle their old martial history. The Council will have… issues with the Combine gaining too much from this war.”
“A prudent choice, ma’am, but would the Council bring a coalition to bear against one of its own Tribunals?” Rapier asked. Such a thing had never occurred before, not counting the war that replaced the Psychocracy with the Upsilon in the position of First Tribunal.
“Remember, Rapier, to put nothing beyond our enemies, and even less beyond our friends.”
Rapier tried to remember what the quote was from. “Tribulations of Sunsword?”
“Axioms of the Before, actually. Nasty time, that was.”
Rapier didn’t know much about the Before; it had been a time of great pain that existed before the rise of Sunsword as First Warlord of Poslush, and all information beyond that was restricted to Judge eyes only.
The bridge door hissed open and someone entered with heavy footsteps. Rapier spun in his chair to see Ulo standing just barely on the inside of the doorway. His bright blue plumage quivered on end with excitement.
“Viceroy, Captain-General, commnets are up and running with all craft. 900th through 1210th Mixed Legions are deploying to the surface as we speak, with artillery and armored elements soon to follow. We’ve currently got 30,000 Aerial Knights in Omen’s high atmosphere as well, but I imagine they’ll be suffering high casualties soon. Human air effectiveness is not to be underestimated, ma’am.”
“Oh, don’t be such a pessimist, Captain. I’m sure the Aerial Knights will perform as admirably as they have ever done.”
Rapier envied Ulo at this moment. As he wasn’t the direct subordinate of Wakizashi, she couldn’t punish him for speaking out without overstepping social norms.
“The issue is not one of performance; it’s one of technology and honor. I’m sure you know of the human air forces’ self-steering air torpedoes, and their tendency to attack without warning. If they were to be engaged by our Knights, it is likely that each enemy fighter could inflict significant losses before running out of munitions or being overwhelmed. The Judges of the Squireworlds would not be pleased to see their Knights wasted, ma’am.”
A foul smell permeated the room and Rapier cringed with apprehension. Wakizashi’s voice had a sharp, angered hiss to it. “Well, you can tell the Judges of the Squireworlds that they can write their complaints down, roll them up, and shove them up their cloacae. I am still Viceroy, and the forces they entrust to me will still answer to me. Her Dominance does not tolerate factionalism within her demesne, and neither will I. Understand, Captain?”
Ulo lowered his gaze and tilted his head forward, the closest thing to an apology an Aralu could push aside their pride to give. “Understood, ma’am.”
“Good. Tell Dao that we are ready to proceed with the offensive.” Wakizashi said, shooing Ulo from the room with one hand. Then, she turned to Rapier.
“What do you think, Captain-General? How should we proceed?”
Rapier’s antennae raised in excitement. Ever since she had stung him, she had paradoxically become more open to suggestion. Perhaps she was willing to be more vulnerable before somebody she thought didn’t have the capacity to use such vulnerability against her.
“Well, in this situation, I would suggest a doctrine of combined-arms tactics. The Aerial Knights wrest control of the skies and work in tandem with our artillery to bombard enemy positions, and our armored and infantry columns support one another in rolling over what remains.”
A sweet scent tinged the air once again. “Sound strategies as always, Captain-General. Rally the Driver Caste; I’ve been wanting a human servant ever since this war began.”
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“Flush,” Simmons said, laying her cards out on the floor of the barracks. Overjoyed, Pavlov took his turn to show his hand. “Four of a kind, baby!”
“Ugh, two pair,” Sparrow said, facepalming.
Darren, the dealer, took the opportunity to speak. “And the taker of the grand jackpot of two dollars, a novelty stamp, and a free drink when all this is over: Corporal Pavlov!”
Pavlov eyed the stamp greedily, but before he could collect any of his winnings, Darren’s PDA flashed twice and a message appeared on the screen with a loud ding. Darren picked up the tablet and read the message.
From: Capt. Devon McCullough, USSAC, Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Astral
Get your equipment and proceed to Fort von Richthofen’s helipad for your next assignment. Say your goodbyes; it’s unlikely you will return before the fort has been evacuated.
End transmission.
Darren put the PDA in his bag and said, “Get your gear. We’re leaving.”
“Where to?” Pavlov asked.
“Dunno; it just says to wait for a helicopter.” Darren responded, already donning his ballistic vest and helmet. He picked up his rifle, freshly cleaned and greased, and slung it over his shoulder. A minute of slipping into his boots, adjusting his belt, grabbing his pack, but mostly adjusting his belt later, he was combat-ready and already on his way to the vertiport. The walk was short and the air was brisk and clean, unlike Earth’s cocktail of smog, industrial aerosols, and synthetic ozone that passed for an atmosphere. The place would make a good holiday retreat, as long as CAST won the war first.
The Dark Sparrow lay in wait on the helipad, rotors still spinning. Darren ducked under the blades (such behavior was greatly reinforced after he watched a taller trainee get the top of his head removed during Ranger School) and climbed into the back of the helo, the rest of the platoon close behind. The moment Pavlov, bringing up the rear, got in, the doors slammed shut and the aircraft lifted from the ground. Soon, Fort von Richthofen was nothing but a slowly-shrinking cluster of structures behind them, a little city soon to vanish forever.
The flight was solemn and quiet; the gravity of the situation was clear to everyone for the first time. Normally, someone would step up with a quip or joke to lighten the mood, but it seemed that humor was no longer a viable option. The only noises to occasionally break through the drone of the engines were the occasional report of an artillery piece or the whine of a passing fighter. Darren silently dictated a final address to his mother on a piece of stationery. When the helo came down, he left it with the pilot in case he didn’t return; he couldn’t help but notice several others doing the same.
Darren’s PDA flashed one last time as they emerged atop one side of a steep mountain-rimmed valley, about a hundred feet above the floor of the landform. A column of French and Dutch evacuees had recently passed through, and had managed to goad a more foolhardy Battlematron into sending her forces through the canyon in pursuit. To that end, the platoon, alongside two Marine Raider and one SAS detachment of the same size, would set an ambush for her forces, inflicting as many casualties as they could in hopes of degrading her soldiers’ morale. When the job was done, the four platoons would retreat one after another, the Rangers covering the last of the Marines. Darren chuckled as he imagined what the Marines were thinking about not being last out.
“This is Staff Sergeant Hardwell, 75th Ranger Regiment, requesting sound-off, over.” Darren said, one hand to his ear.
“Sergeant Armstrong in position, over.” a gruff, heavily Scottish voice responded nigh-instantly.
“You’re late to the party. Staff Sergeant Walker and Staff Sergeant Kennedy. You might remember me from that intel raid, over.” another voice with a Brooklyn accent spoke.
It took Darren a minute to remember what he was talking about. “Oh, with the Battlematron Sparrow took a leg off. Yeah, I remember you! How’s Abilene, over?”
“Recovering; some asshole put a Bouncing Betty in our patrol path and she, erm, disarmed it. With her unmentionables. We’re running with a replacement, over.”
“Yeesh.” Darren exclaimed, cupping his hand over his microphone. Looking over, Pavlov looked to be simultaneously horrified and suppressing a laugh.
“Well, that’s all. Let’s try to maintain radio silence; God knows whether or not they’re listening in on us, out.”
“Roger, out.”
“Affirm, out.”
Sighing, Darren clicked off his radio and tried to find a good spot to set up his gun. However, he was immediately interrupted when Pavlov called out, “Hey, they left us a cache!”
Instantly interested, Darren ran over to Pavlov’s side, and sure enough, two large steel crates had been partially buried, bearing the insignia of the French logistics corps. When Pavlov cracked them open, it was like they had struck gold. One crate carried dozens upon dozens of STANAG rifle magazines, and the other contained five anti-material coilguns with enough sabot rounds to put a tank brigade out of commission.
A dark whimsy overtook Darren and he smiled as only someone about to destroy something could. This was going to be fun.
(AN: If you could make a tier list of the various characters, who would go where? Why? Just an interesting way to know where I need to work on characterization [I know I'm not the best at it].
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Love 'ya!)

I had an original version of this, thanks for coming across it if you did, but I was notified that I didn't consider the international community in my question! A big oversight on my part. I'm trying again. Hopefully, this version encompasses other factors as well.
If you live in another country where egg grades are different, or do not exist, select the best option based on the description or find an equivalent category.
Please read all options before selecting! Most eggs in the U.S. are grade AA even if they're better than. Please don't go out of your way to check.
USDA itself is very vague in its grading scale so I'll try hard to describe it, but it's weird to begin with.
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• first one, I could not find my false lashes ANYWHERE, I went to my other room across the hall from the bathroom I usually do my makeup in looking everywhere and when I went back to the bathroom, my phone was on the opposite side of the sink, and my eyelashes were sitting where I left my phone at… (I was also home alone so it freaked me out a bit)
•second one is we had an above ground pool and me and my little sister had a torpedo we would throw and then dive to fetch, one day when I threw it, it disappeared and we couldn’t find it ANYWHERE. It literally went under the water and vanished. When we took the pool down at the end of summer it was UNDER the pool and there wasn’t a hole for it to go through to get there and there’s no way for it to get where it was at from the outside of the pool without it being emptied either. 😅

🦊💕Greetings to my future Daddy! I'm Foxy, your adorable 31-year-old transgirl Little, still embracing the childhood charm of pacifier use and thoroughly enchanted by the magic of littlespace and the ABDL/DDLG lifestyle! Nestled in the USA, I'm seeking my unique Daddy CG, ideally within a 1-15 year age difference. Are you a wizard in the world of IT/Cybersecurity and a gaming enthusiast like me? If so, we could be the perfect pairing in the digital realm! 🌟👨‍👧
I'm a tech-tales enthusiast, looking forward to my future Daddy's thrilling narratives about his exploits in the IT/Cybersecurity world! 🖥️✨ The universe of technology, gadgets, and cybersecurity is an adventure I can't wait to embark on. Who better to navigate me on this journey than my wise and nurturing Daddy? Together, we could be a dream team in the tech cosmos! 🌈💻
Your good little girl, I always remember my greens 🥦, and my heart fills with joy when I play with my stuffies! 🧸 I'm seeking a kind-hearted Daddy, ready for building trust and possibly joining me for some warm and cozy chats on Discord! 💌 I'm an exuberant babygirl, often found hosting tea parties with my stuffies and eager to read you a bedtime story over the mic while I innocently suck on my pacifier!
Your Little Foxy adores diapers, pacifiers, and heartwarming cartoons! 🍼📺 I'm zealous about toy playtimes and cuddling with my fluffy friends! 💕 How about planning an online gaming night or a movie marathon? I'm adept at Minecraft, WoW, and Stardew Valley! 🎮 And in WoW, I'm flexible – ready to champion for both Horde or Alliance - you choose! 💖
The bond between a Daddy and his Little is a special kind of magic, isn't it? 🌟 I long for a Daddy to guide me in my curious wanderings and learning adventures. Intimacy isn't an immediate necessity, but I'm open to it as our connection deepens. Let's evolve into best friends, or even more! Let's explore and have fun together, Daddy! 🌈💕
Picture us, snuggled in comfy PJs, surrounded by twinkling fairy lights, enthusiastically cracking a hackthebox challenge! 🌟 My giggles fill the room as I initiate the scans with nmap, my pacifier resting gently in my mouth as my fingers dance across the keyboard. You watch with a proud smile, admiring how much I've blossomed under your guidance. 🌈💻
Our journey through the digital world tightens our bond with each challenge conquered. Victories celebrated with cuddles, high fives, and perhaps a cozy movie night wrapped in a soft blanket, cherishing the unique bond we share. 🌟👨‍👧
But I'm not all about fun and games! Currently, I'm diligently working towards my Security+ certification, and your guidance would be invaluable! 📚 If you're adept with the tools of Kali, you're the IT/Cybersecurity Daddy I've been daydreaming of! 😍 I hope you found my note enjoyable, Daddy!
🌟✨ Special Cybersecurity Challenge - Crafted just for you, Daddy! ✨🌟
For the Daddies who love a good challenge, I've designed a special CTF-like game! If you'd like to catch a glimpse of some cute pictures of me 🙈📸, visit my profile for more information about the VM! 🌟💕✨
To conclude, I deeply value honesty, respect, and a great sense of humor. Laughter is my life's melody - so if you're a joker, I'm ready to giggle! I'm in search of a Daddy who's patient, understanding, and supportive - someone who cherishes my playful side but also knows when to flip the serious switch.
I'm thrilled to start my quest to find my perfect Daddy! If you've reached this far and feel a spark, why not drop me a message? Share your favorite video game or a funny story from your life. Let's commence our journey as friends and see where it takes us! 💕
Thank you for reading my ad, Daddy. I'm eagerly awaiting the day when I can feel the safety of your comforting embrace while I softly suck on my pacifier! 🦊🌟
P.S. Please be single and have no kids.

I wanted to get the opinions of people who don't know me on some possible signs

1. Third day of class we had to do a partner project and i didn't know anyone in the room and despite the fact that she did she asked if i wanted to be her partner and we were partners on every group project even when it was ment to be groups of 3 just me and her were partners, when one of us was absent for the first day of a project we would start the project alone and wait for the other to come back. This could just be her taking pity of someone who had no one else to work with tho
   
2. We didn't really talk alot at first but eventually we slowly began to talk more and more eventually to the point where we would start a conversation the moment we were both in the room and she would often complain about whatever problems she was having that day or something she was interested in like gator land in Florida or the new zelda game. When i asked her why she only really talks to me she said "because we are really the only two... interesting people in the class". She could just want someone to talk to as a friend tho
   
3. She laughs at all my jokes even my sarcastic remarks. This could just be because i'm usually a pretty funny guy tho
   
4. Whenever our class went on a trip to the river she stuck with me and got me to get fish rocks out of the river so she could see if there were any that she liked, she got me to do it cause i am relatively tall with relatively long arms and could reach farther plus she didn't want to get her shoes wet, but at the end when we had to head back i joked about how much it sucked that i was gonna have to walk around with wet socks for the rest of the day she offered to put her feet in the water to make it even and she did. She could have just seen this as a fun time between friends tho
   
5. Anytime i handed her something or she handed me something he made sure to touch my hand. Probably thinking about it to much and she just keeped doing it in the past tense
   
6. She asked me for a drink of my water bottle or other drinks relatively often and when i offer her a drink that (like a half drunk powerade or dr.pepper) she always takes it. Probably looking into this to much aswell, she probably just doesn't drink a lot during school hours
   
7. I have given her $12 or so for snacks. This has nothing to do with her really just figured i'd mention it cause why not
   
8. She often gives me answers for questions on worksheets and and kahoots and such. Probably just her being nice
   

Thats all i can think of right now but thats pretty much it, what do you think?
Hopefully she doesn't find this and piece it together lol

Platform(s): PC
Genre: Educational (Math)
Estimated year of release: late 90s/early 2000s (i just remember playing it in the early 2000s)
Graphics/art style: 3D
Notable characters: there were a bunch of monsters (aliens?) in space
Notable gameplay mechanics: you had to solve the basic math problems to feed the monsters (aliens) and I believe that you could also collect them?
Other details: there were like at least 3 different games in this one game. I remember my brother and I used to plat it alot. We've been trying to remember the name but we can't find it anywhere on the internet. I'll know when I see it but I haven't seen it in YEARS. One of the mini games was one where you had to solve the math problems to feed the monsters (aliens). I'm sorry I don't have much more to go off of. I played this game when I was like 6 or 7. I'm 27 now.

I am trying to get in touch with an addict I have not spoken to in years and need help.
It seems as though everyone in my (F22) community has lost contact with my old Sunday School teacher - let's call him Ara (M35). The general rumor was that Ara fell into drug addiction a decade ago and was now either homeless, in jail, or dead - bu tno one really knew where he was. I presume that his family tried to help him in the past to no avail. To say the least, this man was one of the most influential figures in my life. He taught me so much about my faith and, ironically, why people turn to substances during their dark times. He has been on my mind a lot, and after two of my friends passed away from overdoses this year, I felt like I owed it to Ara to try and reach out, even though I know he is likely a completely different person now.
After finding his Facebook account, I sent him a friend request knowing he certainly would not remember who I was (he had a lot of students). The account showed he last posted two years ago so I feared for the worst. But I woke up the next day to find that he had accepted my friend request and sent me a message that read something like "whatsss good [my name spelt wrong], come over." Again, he clearly has no idea who I was at this point and by the message, he seems unwell.
I responded saying I was an old student of his that had been trying to get in contact with him for a while, and then asked if he was free to chat on the phone. Unfortunately, he opened this message and did not respond. I really hope I did not embarrass him.
I want to try one last time -- just for my sanity. I know I can't "fix" him or do much if he doesn't want to be helped, but I know too many people who have passed from overdoses and I fear he is next. For those that have worked with addicts in the past or were one yourself, what can I possibly say to him next to let him know I care and am here if he needs anything, even if he doesn't want to talk? I don't want to highlight his lifestyle, embarrass him, or do anything that will make him block me - I just want him to know I care and I'm here.
Side Note: I will be working as a lawyer in about a year and would be happy to financially support a rehab journey if he were to ever choose that path towards sobriety. I wish I could tell him this but he might simply not care to hear that anyways.

I am still not the Original Poster. That is u/throraway_23. She posted in AmItheAsshole. This is an short update to my previous BORU post here.
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Mood Spoiler: still bizarre but even more sad
Original Post: April 14, 2023Hi all, first time posting so sorry for any mistakes.
I (17f) have eight older brothers. Without getting into too much detail, there's a few adoptions and half siblings in the mix but I'm close to all of them and while my life can be crazy sometimes, I wouldn't trade them for the world. It's also relevant that I don't have either of my parents in my life and haven't since I was 11.
The issue involves my close friend, (17f) who I've known since we were 4. For about a year now, she's been consistently posting on social media about her "best friends suuuuuuper hot older brothers" and "the terrible tale of how she ended up in a love triangle with her best friends brothers" and it's seriously annoying.
She's never really had anything to do with my brothers, they know her as "my little sisters friend" and nothing more so I really don't get where this is all coming from. Over the last few weeks however, it's gotten so much worse. She'll actively tell stories to people at our school about the "steamy romance that is her life" and it's bringing me a lot of unwanted attention.
I've tried to talk to her about it but she always says that she'd never do anything to hurt me and she's just "living her life" which doesn't even make sense? I've mentioned it so many times that I've started to avoid hanging out with her because I know my brothers will come into it and I'll have to ask her to knock it off again.
Everything came to a head yesterday. We went out with some friends and 4 of my brothers dropped us both off. When we got inside half of the girls in the group immediately started talking to my best friend about the "good looking guys in the car" and whether those were the hot men she was talking about.
I snapped and yelled "Those are my brothers and I swear to God (friends name) if you don't stop using my life to get petty clout I'm cutting you off. Quit living your fantasy through me, do it somewhere else." and left, which I feel like was really harsh and probably could've waited until we were in private.
She called me later to tell me she wanted space from our friendship because I was become jealous, needy and controlling ever since she got close with my brothers, which isn't even remotely true. all of my brothers so far have told me to just stop being friends with her, but she's been really important in my life for a long time and I don't want to ruin what we have, but at the same time I don't want to keep letting her use my life for her fantasy. AITA?
Relevant Comments:
Did you check with your brothers to make sure there was no hookup or anything misconstrued?
"I have said that I already spoke to them and they were disgusted to say the least. My brothers are all in their 20's, so it's not only weird but it's also illegal. She's also never been around them long enough for something like that to happen."
How does she act when your brothers are around?
"She's always been flirty with them, which they never reciprocated and eventually they stopped being around when I had her over because of the comments. She isn't close with them at all, and I've asked her to stop a few times but she never does. The one time I asked her why she was doing this she told me to stop being controlling so I really don't know where this came from."
More about OOP's background:
"I don't know the full deal with my parents, even when they were around they weren't really active in my life but when I was 11 they lost a custody battle for me over drug use I think. I'm really not sure, it isn't something I like knowing so I've only ever asked to be told the basics. I know 8 older brothers is a lot, but I wouldn't say they're "hot" so to speak. I think people are more attracted to the 'movie romance' idea."
Why are you friends with her?
"I've been friends with her for over ten years so it's not easy to let that go, plus she's the only friend I have. I have friendly acquaintances, but no other friends. She only started acting like this about a year ago and I thought it was normal I guess? So I didn't really do anything because it didn't hurt anybody, or at least I thought it didn't."
OOP is voted NTA
Update Post: April 16, 2023 (2 days later)
Hi everyone, I have a small update for those who'd like to hear it, and I'd also like to say thank you to all the people who gave advice and opinions.
So the first thing I did was have a proper talk with my brothers about everything that's been going on. I showed them the post and all the comments I received, and they took a minute to read them before speaking. One of my brothers "Sam", assured me they had never been flirty, romantically interested or sexual with my friend at any point in time. There was never a time when any of them were alone with her for more than a minute.
Not gonna lie, that made everything so much easier, I was terrified one of them was going to admit to having done something with her. We also talked about her recent behavior's, I told them about what she'd been saying and then Sam spoke up.
He said that in the past, they had heard my friend intentionally telling people strange things about me in order to make it seem like I wasn't a person who you'd want to be friends with. (They'd overheard these conversations at my house when I wasn't around or doing something and she was waiting for me.) Things like "She's too clingy" or "She's controlling" to even telling people I'd slept with one of my brothers. It hurt. A lot. So you guys were right, she has been isolating me from people.
After our talk, I needed to get some air so I went for a walk. My friend ended up calling me and I answered. I know, stupid, but I was hurt and wanted to know if she really had done those things. The conversation went like this:
HER: "Listen, (my name) we've been friends for a long time and I don't want to hurt you but this friendship has become really toxic."
ME: Are you serious? I know what you've been saying about me. You're a liar and a creep and the only toxic thing in this friendship is you.
HER: I've literally never lied to you in my life, so I don't know what you think I've said or done but you're wrong. It's not my fault people don't want to be you're friend because you're weirdly possessive.
ME: You literally told people you were dating my brothers, that's gross and really messed up.
HER: This is what I mean, you aren't acting like yourself anymore. I feel like ever since we got older, you've started to become obsessed with attention. I don't like this version of you, it isn't my best friend.
I hung up after that and now I feel like shit. She was my best friend, I have no idea what to do next because she hasn't stopped blowing up my phone since the call. I want to block her but I just can't do it. I feel like an absolute failure. So yeah, that's where I'm at right now. I don't have a clue what I'm going to do next, I want to tell her parents but what would I even say?
"You're daughter's fetishizing my brothers?" I have literally no evidence whatsoever and I don't know what she's told them about me. Who knows. Any advice would be appreciated, since my brain isn't working right now and all I've been doing is crying.
****NEW Post: May 26, 2023 (7.5 weeks from Original Post)***\*
So hi, me again. I don't actually know if anyone's still interested in what's happening but I thought I'd update just for those who've followed me.
Long story short, I took your advice. I called my (ex) friend and told her the following.
"I don't want you in my life anymore." And that was it. I know some people told me to set her reputation of fire because why not, but I feel like that would do more harm than good. And if she ever does grow up, I'm sure she doesn't want this whole drama fest to be tied to her forever.
The first few days after that phone call were hectic. I couldn't stop crying, which made me feel pathetic, and I overall just felt lost. I haven't really made friends at school, most people think of me as a weirdo who dropped her best friend of ten years because she was jealous of her own brothers. So I guess lunch in the bathrooms from now on.
I also got calls from my ex friends sister, who called me some names and ranted about my brothers "loved ex friend so much and that I was such a cow for separating them", so I guess she's sticking to her story.
So yeah. That's kind of it. I'm just spending time with myself and my bed.
I don't know if I'll update again, but for now that's it. Thanks again everyone.

I am trying to get in touch with an addict I have not spoken to in years and need help.
It seems as though everyone in my (F22) community has lost contact with my old Sunday School teacher - let's call him Ara (M35). The general rumor was that Ara fell into drug addiction a decade ago and was now either homeless, in jail, or dead - bu tno one really knew where he was. I presume that his family tried to help him in the past to no avail. To say the least, this man was one of the most influential figures in my life. He taught me so much about my faith and, ironically, why people turn to substances during their dark times. He has been on my mind a lot, and after two of my friends passed away from overdoses this year, I felt like I owed it to Ara to try and reach out, even though I know he is likely a completely different person now.
After finding his Facebook account, I sent him a friend request knowing he certainly would not remember who I was (he had a lot of students). The account showed he last posted two years ago so I feared for the worst. But I woke up the next day to find that he had accepted my friend request and sent me a message that read something like "whatsss good [my name spelt wrong], come over." Again, he clearly has no idea who I was at this point and by the message, he seems unwell.
I responded saying I was an old student of his that had been trying to get in contact with him for a while, and then asked if he was free to chat on the phone. Unfortunately, he opened this message and did not respond. I really hope I did not embarrass him.
I want to try one last time -- just for my sanity. I know I can't "fix" him or do much if he doesn't want to be helped, but I know too many people who have passed from overdoses and I fear he is next. For those that have worked with addicts in the past or were one yourself, what can I possibly say to him next to let him know I care and am here if he needs anything, even if he doesn't want to talk? I don't want to highlight his lifestyle, embarrass him, or do anything that will make him block me - I just want him to know I care and I'm here.
Side Note: I will be working as a lawyer in about a year and would be happy to financially support a rehab journey if he were to ever choose that path towards sobriety. I wish I could tell him this but he might simply not care to hear that anyways.

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It’s summer time and hoping to have a summer that I won’t forget. Maybe your in the Bay Area year round or maybe your home for summer.
I’m looking for a fun SB who knows what she wants and is excited to find an arrangement.
For fun I like art, live sports/music, camping, trips and random adventure.
Tell me a little about yourself. Let’s chat, meet up and see where it leads.
Talk to you soon :)

A prominent VC told me 9/10 of his portfolio companies had raised prices (directly or indirectly) over the last 12 months.
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A quick poll of my network showed a similar trend. A majority raising prices.
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With headwinds around acquisition, multiples for venture backed brands shrinking and uncertainty around large scale industry disruption (AI), brands are trying to squeeze what they can from their bases to keep up with revenue projections.
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But there is something very dangerous here.This notion that to keep revenue flowing brands should just “raise prices” can be devastating if not executed correctly.
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I know a company that had negative NPS and their price hike became a PR nightmare.
I know a company that sky rocketed churn when they forced legacy customers to upgrade with a 20% price hike (with 14 days notice).
I know a company that tried to slide in the price hikes by putting it on auxiliary features and overages with no notice. They lost nearly a million in big contracts.
I know a company that didn’t QA things properly and people who downgraded got to keep all their premium account features. They didn’t catch it for months and months.
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There are so many other stories where price hikes didn’t pan out. They hurt conversions and they spiked churn.
Now for a lot of brands, price hikes make sense.
The economy gives an inherent reason, and if you have an essential product with happy customers, it typically works out well.
But there is so much that goes into a price hike.
How is it positioned? Does it affect all customers or just grandfathered or legacy folks?
Can you change the bundling to increase prices AND make it come across as a win for users?How much warning are customers given? Are customers given options?
Is your product essential? When gas goes up we often bite the bullet and pay even if it’s dramatic. But if your subscription to a magazine you find mildly funny doubles, you likely cancel immediately.
Similarly in tech, the reality is some products are much more ingrained and essential than others. Know your product and ICP.
General things to consider:
1) Nobody likes to just pay $X more for the exact same thing. Always try and improve the package you give or optics in some way when increasing prices. Have a “why” and make it customer focused.
2) Be very careful if your NPS is below 20. It might be wiser to try and pull a feature that is lightly used from the core product and charge as an upsell, to drive up ARPU. Or focus on specific cohorts. While not always true, very low NPS brands often have customers who poll as choosing that software largely BECAUSE it’s cheaper than a better incumbent solution. You mess up pricing, you face a big problem.
3) Give at least 30 days (I like 60-90) until the price hikes hit.
4) Offer annual contracts to secure existing pricing. If you product is north of five figures annually, let users transition with a quarterly plan.
5) QA more than you think you should. I am amazed at how often pricing changes have bugs or issues attached (even with large, established brands)
6) If your pricing change is greater than 10% strongly consider a grandfathering protocol (even if you have to do so selectively)This is just the tip of the iceberg, but this is an important conversation. Pricing is one of the most important aspects of your growth. Make sure if you raise prices you do it with the right optics so you keep customer trust and gain revenue acceleration.

Dear W,
I know. I know that you were hurting. I knew that the entire time and I tried so hard to tell myself that whenever you would hurt my feelings. Anytime you’d ask me to stop talking or tell me that I was too much of something, I knew. Maybe that’s why I stayed. I told myself that you were hurt and that if you weren’t, you’d treat me like you really loved me. You spoke of feeling alone sitting next to me when I tried to just be friends with you. I felt alone for most of our relationship. I was being fed crumbs and was convincing myself that it was a meal. Because I never wanted to think badly of you. But you never saw the way I watched you while you slept next to me. All I could do was cry. Looking at you hurt, because I knew deep down that, one day, I’d have to tell you goodbye. I hate goodbyes. I’m very bad with them for reasons you could probably guess. I wanted you to walk me to my car. I wanted you to listen when I needed to talk about the heavy things. I wanted to call you and tell you I loved you before I went to bed, but you hated phone calls. I wanted you to support me. But all of these things shouldn’t have been things that I had to ask for. Not if you loved me the way you said. And I never wanted to ask, because if you truly wanted to, you would have done things gladly. Right? My friends told me I looked unhappy. Everyone told me to run. They told me you weren’t the one for me. My best friend even went so far as to beg me not to go back, but I wanted to. I wanted so badly to get the version of you that I knew you could be if you had just let me in. I did not have the self-esteem at the time to know that I deserved better than the actions you were giving me. You told me your friends didn’t like me essentially because I was a drag. I just needed someone to talk to, God damn it. Nowadays, I still find myself apologizing for talking too much or talking about heavy things.
There was so much good, too. It was not all bad, and I am thankful for the times it wasn’t. I’m thankful for you always trying to make my birthdays special. I am thankful for our shared love of all things cats. I am thankful for all the spaghetti. I am thankful that you tried when you could. I am thankful for a wonderful first date and for breaking into cemeteries and for lots of good Mexican food. I am thankful for the endless cat videos that kept me going some days. There is so much of you to remember, and I won’t forget. The positive things are the things I try to keep closest. Now, I have unexpectedly found someone new. After I broke up with you, I planned on being single for as long as it took. I was never going to settle for just any type of treatment ever again. And in he walked. We worked together and I never even thought twice about him. Then, one day, we sat down and we started really talking, and we haven’t stopped since. He never gets tired of me. He is so patient and so kind. We can speak for hours and never tire of each other’s company. I have complete freedom to be me, and I am never judged. He respects that I want to take things slow and he never pushes. He is talkative just like me, and he’s so goofy. People tell me that I look happy now. I am happy. I have so many good people in my life and so many things to be grateful for. We all do. I’ve always said that it’s all about perspective and I stand on that.
I want you to know that I’ve forgiven you. I know that, in your own way, you did your best. You taught me so much and it really means the world. I will always want the best for you and I truly want you to be happy. I know that you will be. You have infinite potential. Use it. Don’t throw it away. Not for a bottle. You are worth so much more.
Love, M

Hello,
My wife and I will be getting a divorce soon(Indiana, no one has filed yet), and we have a 2 1/2 year old girl. My wife has been wanting to take my daughter this week Monday-Friday and has changed where she is going, and when she is going 3 times now. Now tonight she said she will be keeping her Monday - Sunday without consulting me( I asked her tonight if her plans were still the same, only to find out it's not). She has been out of state the last 3 weekends seeing friends, and has not stayed at our residence since last week. She hasn't spent much time with her at all as well. About 2-3 hours in the last 9 days, by her own choice. She is welcome to stay, as her name is on the mortgage as well as mine. My issue is her changing the amount of time, and places. She wants her to stay at her cousins house with her 2 nights, then to her parents for 3 nights, and then to an unspecified "family event" for another. I don't want to be away from my daughter for that long, and think its unreasonable. She said she has the right to take her for the week, because she is her mother. We both have legal custody, but im wondering if she can remove her for the week without my consent. She previously said she would sign a written agreement for the week, but doesn't seem like she will do that now.
My wife recently had a miscarriage a few weeks ago, and then went to a yoga festival and ate magic mushrooms and had a vision from "god" that said the miscarriage was a sign from god for her to leave me. She also cited a tarot card reading. I dont mind her having time with my daughter, but I dont feel like she should just be able to exercise her will as she sees fit. I have been her primary care giver, and she is most comfortable with me at home. Is she legally able to take her like this without my consent? I want to work with her on it, but she seems to think she has the right to do whatever.
EDIT I would like to add that ive been very worried about my wife since the miscarriages, as she has kind of gone off the rails. She has hurt a lot of people in the last couple of weeks, and has been very irresponsible. Ive documented every interaction ive had with her for the last week or so.
Thanks!

when I was with you I felt so trapped. I didn't realize how restricted I was until I thought about the missed opportunity's I had, the moment's I wanted to be part of but because of how judgmental you were and how you always wanted me to cater to your wants and needs I missed so much.
I'm free. I can hang out with my friends, I can travel where I want, eat the foods that I've missed out and watch shows you thought were stupid or not to your standards. I've never been so proud and confident in myself.
I come and go out when I want to, go outside and breathe the fresh air, when all you wanted me to be was a stay at home woman.
Relationships are about compromise, team work and respect but when there is no respect and you suffocate your partner without care of what they need, is the moment when you need to leave. I've suffocated for years to make you happy, its been so long since I've been happy.
I'm at my happiest and maybe one day I'll find someone to be happy together. For now I'm building myself to be my best self.
Maybe one day you'll realize, you also have to let your person be themselves otherwise you suffocate them like you did to me. I'm sorry for saying this but after hearing all the failed relationships you've told me about, there's a pattern, I hope I'll be able end it.