A deal with ursula dreamlight valley

Species: Cat Age: 5 Sex/Neuter status: Female, neutered Breed: Domestic Shorthaired Body weight: History: Diagnosed Feline Idiopathic Cystitis (FIC) in 2021 Clinical signs: Urinating blood, scooting, going to litter box often but not much urine comes out Duration: Approximately a month Your general location: Virginia, USA
My cat was diagnosed with FIC in Nov, 2021. She had experienced one FIC episode after the first episode. I didn’t take her to the vet because the first treatment she had was expensive, instead, I just replace all her food with can food and urinary care supplements. She was fine until last month.
A lot of things had happen to my family this year. Long story short is that I’ll be living on campus for 2 years. My dad is disabled and my mom is too tired to deal with him, housework and her work that she can’t look after my cat. And all the mess that my cat made (peeing and scooting on the carpet) had made her mad. She wants me to put down my cat because she can’t take care of her and clean the messes when I’m gone.
I can’t afford to go to vet. Even if I do, no one in this household can take care of her. And I don’t think anyone would adopt a sick adult cat who needs a long term care and attention.
What should I do?

I have been diagnosed with depression for a little over a year. I have never been afraid of death, and in fact I welcome the idea of dying young-I genuinely cannot see myself living past 50yrs. Lately my life has been so busy and stressful that I feel the urge to unalive myself, simply to make all my burdens stop. There are people out there that care about me, and I care about them, but I just don’t want to have to deal with all the thoughts I have all the time. I know if I self medicate (drugs, etc) the effects would be worse than just ending it so I don’t know what to do.

... In most of S1 when Javi disappeared....
Both of them were meant to die in adult timeline.
And I am 1000000% sure of this.. those scenes of Nat and Travis walking in the snow together will be revisited.... it's basically them....
walking through the SNOWY valley of the shadow of death....
OOOoooooohhhHHHHH
You can either quote:
Psalm 23:1–6
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
OR
Coolio ( Gangsta's Paradise )
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life, and realize there's nothin' left 'Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long, that Even my momma thinks that my mind is gone
Take your pick. Pffftt.

Most of the time I don’t want to be touched. I am overstimulated as it is.
I hate how when people see you they try to hug you.
Today a guy friend who I consider a brother was helping me move. He’s done a lot for me and I appreciate it. He helped me move all weekend, and there were many issues that came up, including him weirdly asking me to the movies but I didn’t think of it until later, and like making a sexual joke about moving my bed, and doing something sexual to the faucet he was fixing. He’s never acted like this. It felt creepy like he was kinda flirting with me but I look at him like family so it’s gross to me. 0 attraction.
So after noticing that I was really just trying to get done what was needed, but I like sighed at one point and he like did that thing where he patted my back and then like rubbed in a circle and it made me sick. I just kind of pulled away and moved on but why is it so normalized? Because most people aren’t traumatized? I wanted to yell at him to not fucking touch me, but that would have been so rude especially because I am relying on him and his truck to help me. I just definitely don’t want him to touch me at all even in a friendly manner after the weird ways he been acting this weekend.
I literally have no friends and he’s one of the few people I trust, but I just feel so grossed out and literally never want to hang out with him again. Which is probably an over reaction.
I feel so annoyed and grossed out by him. And angry that he’s made things weird.
I would have never had him in my bedroom moving all my stuff if I knew he as ever attracted to me.
I wish I could wear a shirt that said please don’t touch me, especially if you’re a man.
I unfortunately have to see him one more time tomorrow then I Will take an extended break but I don’t even know how to deal with it if he tries to hug me which he probably will.
I’m sad I’m losing a friend and kind of triggered about all of it.
Not sure how to deal with it.

Hello followers,
I'm sure a lot of people are going to be confused why it seems like there's four million different people posting under one alias, and well, that's me.
When I first started Reddit, I was really interested in PDA's, those old handhelds which were popular around the time I was born. Then, I switched over to posting a lot about being gay, in LGBTeens and some casual posts in teenagers.
Later, I would discover cryptocurrency, and especially nanocurrency and banano. I had good and bad times there, but overall it was fun being active in that community. But that wasn't the real me. I had real problems staying focused in school, and dealing with how much stress I put upon myself.
For me, schoolwork isn't really tough, and I guess I just make it hard for myself, since school is just boring. My parents are unsupportive of my programming interests, and for this entire year, I have been taking classes I don't even like.
From now on, if you are remembering me from a cryptocurrency community, I will no longer be active or following any of those communities. The reason is, I need to finish high school. I need to get into college and not fail all my classes (what's happening right now). One day, I will return happy as ever, when I've completed what a teen needs to do in my opinion, high school and college.
This doesn't mean I won't be on Reddit, in fact, I plan to use Reddit even more, to express the identity, that I'm gay, back into my world, so I can hopefully just be my genuine self again. Reddit has been THE social media for me. I never used Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, etc. Reddit let me write long-form content, I'm a writer by heart.
Thank you to everyone who's supported me for the 3 years of my Reddit existence, because I wouldn't have been able to do it without you. It is very hard to say goodbye to nanocurrency and banano, but at one point, I will return with a freshened mind and a less stressed me.
Thanks,
Aidan - u/ironbobcathax

Getting dates is not a problem. My main issue is that I start obsessing with these girls way too fast, and keeping tabs on their social medias even before the first date. I've been successful on previous first dates, but invariably there's always something that happens on the days that follow the date that makes the girls lose interest. This is ruining my motivation to do basically everything else — most notably my job, which obviously should be my no. 1 priority. I'm dealing with a mountain of anxiety and some depression too.
How do you people control this toxic rush on your day to day?

Hey all, I have a long distance relationship. Me and him live in Florida (Tampa area) and South Bend(I always fly out of Chicago because I’m finding it’s a lot cheaper). I’ve never flown before and neither has he and we feel like we’re not scooping out these prices or picking these hotels accordingly. Can anyone help with cheaper options to fly and hotels to se wine another? For example a trip to see him in July from the 29th of June to the 5th of July was ranging about 350/400 for the ticket (including checked bags and what not) and the hotel stays were like 600/700. Is there a way to get cheaper deals, we’d like to see each other often but I guess we didn’t realize it was possibly this expensive.

looking to plan a bachelor party duck hunt. We are in New England with some....lacking.. duck hunts but still get after it throughout the season. My cousin is getting married and we are thinking about doing a guided duck hunting trip on the MS flyway somewhere. Probably an all-inclusive deal for 2 days and maybe just a third day boozing in a nearby city or something. Anyone have any good spot recommendations or guiding recommendations?

Introduction
1) Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs?

• Basically my first dog (I had one as a child, but wasn't responsible for it)

2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a reputable breeder?

• I'd like the best odds of getting/avoiding some characteristics, so I lean towards a good breeder.

3) Describe your ideal dog.

• I will work from home in the middle of a huge area of barely-populated scrubland. I need a dog with a low prey drive so it won't overly disturb the wildlife. I need a dog that can be outside and entertain itself while I'm working. I need a dog that will be happy to keep me company when I'm not.

4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why?

• I'm open to options

5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do?

• Coming to me, getting in the car, leaving something alone, walking near me

6) Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport?

• No

Care Commitments
7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day?

• 1-2 Hours

8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park?

• 30-60 Minutes; Walks, fetch, open to low-key suggestions; No dog parks

9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly?

• Weekly brushing; disinclined for further grooming or professionals

Personal Preferences
10) What size dog are you looking for?

• Medium

11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle?

• No slobber, little barking, moderate shedding

12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area?

• Essential. They'll be on 40 acres of nowhere, surrounded by thousands of acres of nowhere

Dog Personality and Behavior
13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space?

• Medium to low snuggly

14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please?

• Do its own thing

15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors?

• Light barking for strangers, tail wags for known visitors

16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs?

• They would rarely be exposed to other dogs.

17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid?

• They absolutely must have a low prey drive. The local wildlife needs to be generally left in peace.

Lifestyle
18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone?

• I'll be home, but need it to leave me alone while I'm working; 8-10 hours a day most days

19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog?

• It's just me

20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they?

• None

21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly?

• No

22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease?

• No

23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds?

• Middle-of-nowhere, Colorado, USA - No restrictions that I'm aware of

24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live?

• Averages: July high 83F low 51F, January high 31F low 8F

Additional Information and Questions
25) Please provide any additional information you feel may be relevant.

• No additional information.

26) Feel free to ask any questions below.

• No additional questions.

I didn’t know tinder back home before I came to the US and over time I started working from home and wasn’t meeting many people so I decided to give Tinder a shot. I am not the most good looking out there but will rate myself as average 6ft tall, Atlantic with some abs and shooting for a long term relationship. Here is the summary of my story with tinder for my first 1.5month .
Match
Total match within the period ~60 - Match with Black ladies ~50% - Match with White ladies ~40% -Match with Asian ladies ~10%
Responses - Got ~ 90% response from black ladies after first text(lost interest with some, some ghosted me and a few were not responsive) - Got ~ 30% from white ladies after first text(lost interest with some, some ghosted me and some were not responsive) - Got ~ 5% response from Asian ladies after first text(build friendship with one the rest ghosted me lol)
Dates - 5 dates from black ladies(had distance related issues with some) - 0 from white ladies( nothing further after conversation but the majority will only match to for fun) - 1 Asian lady, didn’t match my expectations, we became friends and the rest ghosted me.
Results Amongst the 5 black dates - 2 ghosted me after first date - 1 tried to steal my car. Deal breaker☠️ - I ghosted 1 after first date - still working on building something with 1. Meeting her this weekend.

Life has been feeling like a never-ending rollercoaster of disappointment lately, and I just need to get it off my chest. I'm a 25-year-old guy, and I feel like a complete failure to launch.
When I was 13, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I was dealing with bullying while also struggling with my sexuality. I lost my dad to cancer when I was 17, which further exacerbated my mental health issues. I turned to food as a coping mechanism, leading to weight gain that crushed my self-esteem.
During my last three years of high school, I decided to switch to a school that offered a home-schooling program. Initially, it was a great decision, and things went smoothly. However, for four years after I graduated, they refused to give me my high school certificate. Every time we asked, we received different answers, and even though they promised to print the certificates at the end of each year (we were told they only print them in a batch, once a year), they somehow "forgot" to print mine each time, despite constant reminders.
Eventually, we managed to contact someone higher up, and my certificate was finally printed. But those four years without a certificate made it impossible for me to find a job. In my country unemployment is extremely high, and opportunities were already scarce, and just when I finally obtained my certificate, the pandemic hit, making work even harder to come by. So here I am, 25 years old, never having had a real job. I used to do some work for a friend of my mom's, but it barely paid anything. On top of that, I don't even have my own car, which adds another obstacle.
After my father's passing, my mom has been the sole provider for our household with her business. All I want is to find a job that can alleviate her stress. She does her best to defend me when her friends talk about me behind my back and compare my lack of accomplishments to their own children's achievements, but it still hurts immensely.
It feels like everyone around me is thriving, while I'm left feeling stagnant and inadequate. Two of my closest friends have even moved abroad with their partners, enjoying their lives and progressing in their careers. Meanwhile, I feel like I've been left behind, wondering what on earth I'm doing wrong. With my mental health and body image issues, coupled with the lack of employment, I can't even put the energy into pursuing a romantic relationship. I constantly feel like I have nothing to offer anyone and fear that I would only hold them back.
I feel trapped in quicksand; slowly sinking, and every step I take feels a thousand times slower than it should be.
TL;DR: I feel like a failure to launch because of my mental health, unemployment and lack of romantic relationships.

I (31 F) am dealing with an 11 year relationship ending. I am adjusting to being a single mom to a one year old. And trying to relocate across the country.
It is so exhausting being the sole caregiver and not having an outlet. I went on a dating website to feel good about myself and basically the first cute guy that showed me attention, I have fallen for hard. I literally only waited maybe two weeks after this huge relationship ended to go on a dating website because I just felt so low.
He seems really lonely too. I felt like I was in control with the beginning and kept reminding myself of his red flags. But now I feel like I'm desperate and I'm the one initiating talking to him. I think he's "love bombing" me and "future tripping" me, I guess I'm doing that right back to him. But now that I know what those things are, I need to be more mindful.
I just feels so nice to have a handsome distraction that makes me feel so good about myself when my future after I moved is going to be so unclear. We've been talking a little over 2 months and he tells me he wants to be with me and is even talking about visiting me when I move and moving there too to be with me.
Is that crazy? A person that I was with for over a decade and gave me a child and I was married to didn't even want to stay together. And now there's this new guy that thinks I'm amazing and wants this future with me. It seems to good to be true. He's never been in an adult relationship and he is telling me all of these future plans.
How am I not supposed to feel smitten? I feel so alone all the time.

TN, USA
Without going into a huge trauma session, I suffered from abuse and neglect from my step-mother and my father through a majority of my childhood. Even into my adulthood, if I made choices that they did not agree with I would be verbally abused and put down, and if I stood up for myself my father would then step in with physical threats for being "disrespectful." He has physically came at me more times than he has ever hugged me. They both are just all around bullies, my sister recieves the worst of it. I have caught my step-mother talking poorly behind my back when she thought I couldn't hear, and have witnessed them both act so kindly to my sister just to talk badly about her when she was gone too. There is a whole lot more to everything, but now at 27 I finally decided that I couldn't take it anymore. I reached out to my stepmother with a long message with a small portion of my grievances, as the only time I heard from my father was when he was threatening me or at family holidays. Instead of responding to me directly, she took it to our groupchat with my siblings (theres 5 of us in total) and began twisting things around to make herself look like the victim. This was around 2 months ago now, not even, and she has periodically done this stunt of trying to lie and victimize herself, to which I have responded with the screenshots of the actual messages. Because of all of this, I went no contact. I have a 6 year old daughter that they would see sometimes, but it was starting to become only when it was convenient for them. They would promise her they were coming, but then they wouldn't. I have also in the past witnessed them harrass and pick at her while she begged them to stop, until she was crying and then they would be irritated with her for being upset. So, needless to say, when I went no contact they also lost contact to her.
Now, I want to say that I at no point here did I tell either of them that they would never see heus again, just that I would be removing ourselves until I saw actual change that lasted in their behavior, and I wanted to hear it from my siblings. To know that it was genuine. Since then, my stepmother has continued to harass me and try to guilt me into going back on my boundaries. I blocked my father when I went no contact as I did not even want to deal with the threats, so I have not heard from him. Their house is also unliveable, and this was not something I initially addressed with them because it wasn't a "problem" I had with them. It is falling apart, full of black mold and roaches. And I wasn't aware 100% of the condition it was in until shortly before I cut them off. That is very unhealthy even for a healthy person, let alone a child. So, my cutting them off from my child as well was not totally just based on our personal drama. They disregarded my wishes concerning her on multiple occassions as well, and various other things that led me to believe this is whats best for BOTH of us.
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Fast forward to today: I get news from a sibling that my "parents" are planning on suing me for visitation to my daughter. I am gutted. Instead of just respecting my pain and my healing, and making a change within themselves, they are going the most absurd route possible. And are being absolutely manipulative about it. In text today, she literally said "just let us see her and this all goes away. its your choice," and how they will "not just sit and wait." And I have to give them an answer by x time on Wednesday, or they go to their lawyer. They refuse to just....respect me as an adult and parent. I told them that this was a huge overstep, and was just pushing me further away. And I did say now that if they went this route, they would never see either one of us again.
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What are my rights here? Do they even have any? I am a stay at home mom, separated from my father's dad who she goes to 3 days a week. I barely have any "proof" of the abuse, as it spanned years and I have changed phones, and quite honestly...am blindsided that I might even dang need it? I dont have money for a lawyer, as I don't work. This is all just absurd and I'm so hurt, I've also never been in any sort of legal trouble at all ever and am absolutely terrified.

Starsector is fun. Here's some very brief Starsector fiction for your perusal, which is hopefully also fun.
Trapped in crushing darkness.
Cole’s arms shot out as soon as his brain registered that his eyes were open, but seeing nothing. He flailed like a man drowning, cold, hard metal mapping out the narrowness of his coffin in swelling bruises on his skin. The isolation choked him, stole his screams, and took the very breath from his lungs in a mad panic. Great Prophet, no! A mine collapse!
He couldn’t remember which shaft he’d been working. He couldn’t remember which shift, or the run-boss, or the warnings he and all the rest had ignored every time they’d picked at Asher’s dry bones. Cole had heard them more than he’d heard the sermons, heard them so many times from so many mouths that they’d simply become the background of his penitent toil. Now his ignorance had buried him - the weight of compounded sin, as real and terrible as the great mass of collapsed rock and steel above.
His fists beat a desperate message, though only the Prophet Himself could hear it now-
An answering knock. A short, sharp staccato of raps. Mine-morse. Tunnel-signal. CALM. Again. SAFE.
A rasp, a hiss, a grinding of ancient, devilish machinery - and there was light.
An impish, wrinkled face peered into the makeshift sleep-chamber - no more than an ad hoc welding of emptied supply crates barely fit for an adult human - and smiled. ‘Bad dreams, Asherite?’
Cole gulped in a lungful of stale, recycled air. Even that tasted strange, absent the ever-present grit he’d grown up with - like it was lacking something substantial and had replaced it with ethereal trickery. He barely trusted himself to nod, and was more surprised to blurt out in a strangled gasp: ‘Am I really here?’
A great smile creased his rescuer’s face. ‘Ludd, yes! The great void, Asherite, the black between stars, the realm of Moloch and Mammon!’ A sly wink. ‘Hyperspace, lad. The captain wastes no time on this route, we went interstellar as soon as you pilgrims were stowed.’
‘I thought… I dreamed…’ Cole shook his head, and swung from the makeshift berth’s rack and unsteadily to his feet, smoothing out his faded green robe. It had belonged to his father - sewn by his mother, dyed in the orbital vats by a work-crew acquaintance - and worn only rarely, for there was little cause for celebration on murky, misbegotten Asher and no formal event but Ascension Eve. It had been the most precious thing that the family owned. ‘It doesn’t matter.’
‘Hm.’ The rescuer didn’t even reach Cole’s shoulder; he looked up into the youth’s eyes. ‘No, probably not. You Asherites never deal with the pods well. I learned the knock-language just so I wouldn’t have to wrestle any more young devils who spring up like Mammon has their soul halfway out.’
Cole paled, half-turned to the enclosed cradle that had so recently seemed his grave. He noticed more than a few others looking equally wan, and it wasn’t just the cramped quarters. The Domain had called it space-shock when they ruled the stars - Cole had read that in the pamphlet dutifully recording all the dangers of interstellar travel. They were issued, by law, to any seeking leave to travel the Pilgrim’s Path. A collection of sermons and screeds that warned of all the direful fates that could - and did - regularly befall spacers even in the local, civilized space of Pre-Collapse times. In the oft-lawless fringes of the Persean Sector, the risks were multiplied tenfold.
Perhaps it was the secret cynic, the closeted heretic, the little sinner in the back of his mind - but Cole couldn’t help but wonder. If death was so certain, why did the same ships run the same routes, carry the same cargo for so long? The independent vessels who carried pilgrims from Asher ran almost like clockwork, and some of them had been working the route for a decade or more. Their timetables - as well as their prices - were well-known, and competition for deck space was fierce, though Cole had to admit, mostly fair.
It had cost him a year’s scrip and duty-tokens to book passage, one adult male, one tough leather carryall that held a well-thumbed Teachings of the Great Prophet and his best work coverall - all his worldly possessions, in fact.
He could remember walking unsteadily through Asher’s orbital, the mercifully brief ride up from the surface in a lifter, being escorted into a carefully-shielded hanger bay to board. All the newness, all the strangeness - and when the Mudskipper’s shutters had come down, when the vast nothingness of space had first been revealed to the pilgrims, many had done exactly as Cole had. Dazed, sick with space-shock, they had retired to their own pods. More than half the doors were closed, still, even with the transport’s shutters once again down against the truly strange vistas of hyperspace.
Some things could be too much to take in at once, and the joke about holding back space-mad pilgrims had more than an edge of truth to it.
Certainly, the man who had woken Cole looked capable. Short, yes, further withered by age, but built like a compact reactor and with the grip strength of a chain hoist. Cole knew the kind, had sweated side-by-side with them in the deep pits: the run-bosses, the sergeants, the anchors and anchorites on whom every endeavour came to depend.
‘You pilgrims?’ Cole asked. Somewhere towards the ship’s fore, a voice was rising in fervent prayer. ‘You’re not of the Church?’
‘Plenty of secular ships in the trade.’ The rescuer glanced in the same direction as Cole had, and his eyes narrowed. Trouble, perhaps. ‘That surprise you?’
‘Maybe. I don’t know.’ Cole blinked. The voice grew louder, and others were joining the call. ‘I know the Church is widely accepted, but…’ He waved a hand, prevaricating, helpless to explain his meaning without harm. ‘...I’m sorry, but I know nothing of spacers.’
‘Well, we’re still human, with all the wonderful differences of opinion that come with being such.’ Now words were drifting down to them: obscenity, profanity, denunciation of evil technologies and the evocation of hellish fiends. ‘Like yonder. I don’t judge the Church by those who tempt fate by decrying the tech that keeps them from breathing vacuum. Some, like you, have nightmares when they wake. Others, well, they feel like they need to reaffirm their faith. Think if they yell enough, Ludd will hear and forgive them, eh?’ The old eyes narrowed. The smile vanished. ‘You got anything you need to be forgiven for, lad?’
Cole hesitated a moment. He’d seen the glossy matte-black object holstered on the spacer’s hip beneath their loose shipper’s tunic. You didn’t need to read a pamphlet to know what happened to troublesome passengers in hyperspace. Would the galaxy miss one more Asherite?
Again, despite himself, he answered. ‘Yes.’
The old man’s eyes searched him for what seemed an eternity against the background of raised voices, a chorus of sinners denying their weakness. Then he nodded and clapped Cole on the arm. ‘The Knights will like you, lad. You stand up straight like that, they’ll take you, no question.’
Cole started. ‘How did you-’
‘Maybe Ludd told me, eh?’
And the old man was off, smile back, heading towards the gathering commotion. What he whistled sounded almost familiar - a strange kind of music - even as the ship’s bruisers began to restore some kind of peaceable order amongst the rowdier pilgrims. A baptism of clubs to welcome the dirtsiders into this new domain, and remind them whose sufferance they travelled under.
Cole almost felt sorry for them. But they were probably happy, he reflected: sufferers calling down their suffering. Modern-day flagellants. They knew what they were doing. He assumed.
Clear of mind and conscience, he headed towards the aft quarters and the promising smell of tea.

I’m looking to rent some property in Arizona, and I went on Craig’s list to find private owners to rent out to me. I came across a ad that fit my budget and was a nice property so I cslled the listed number not thinking twice and got the “manager” of the property on the phone. He had a Indian accent ( threw me off a bit but thought I was being paranoid) he asked for my credit score and sent a link to a legitimate website called credit score iq powered by identity iq. I looked up the link on a link checker and was fine and it was the actual legitimate website. So I filled it out ( yes my social and card info was filled out) and sent over my screen shots of what my credit was. He didn’t ask for money just scheduled a viewing for the house. After we got off the phone I went over to google and looked up the address, it was listed on Zillow for 3x the price. I called the number on Zillow and the actual property manager said it’s for sure a scam. Is it possible I got scammed for my social security and credit info? Never had to deal with this before and now stressing out I just put mine and my girlfriends info in jeopardy. We have pretty good credit so I’m lost on what to do now

I wanna read some King loved Carrie! But Salem's Lot and The Shinning both scared me too much. I liked them, but it's hard to read at night especially living alone. Which of his books can I enjoy that don't deal with ghost or paranormal stuff. Honestly Salem's Lot only scared me when he has that dream as a kid going to that mansion and seeing what he sees. The rest of the book was quite good and didn't scare me.
But the shinning was very hard to get through. Very scary but such a good book!!!

Don't have Tariq kill Ghost.
Have Dre snitch to Blanca & Saxe about all of Ghost's drug dealing, murders and money laundering going back to Season 2 of Power. He's hit with a RICO and the DNC drop him from the campaign. Him and Tasha are sent to prison. Tommy is either on the run from the Feds or possibly gets locked up for the murder of Angela. The Feds seize all of Ghost's assets from Truth to the penthouse to his savings. The St Patricks are essentially broke.
Tariq and Yaz are now forced to relocate to Ghost's old neighborhood in Queens and he now has to hustle to take care of Yaz, plus raise money for Tasha's lawyer (Davis) and pay his college tuition. Book 2 would then be Tariq's story while giving us a glimpse of how Ghost came up on the Southside similiar to The Godfather with Vito & Michael Corleone. Tariq would reluctantly get advice from Ghost in prison and slowly their relationship would improve. Also Ghost will meet or reunite with Lorenzo Tejada while he's on the inside.
Tariq would still meet Brayden, Lauren, Zeke, etc at Stansfield. The only difference is Diana & the Tejadas would be his next door neighbors.

I (M32) have been dealing with social anxiety since I was 17, not sure if I was ever technically diagnosed with it but just remember thats what they said was the problem at the time and gave therapy for.
Had a period 6/7 years ago were I hit a period of depression and was given meds but that really didn't work out for me. Since then I have gotten fairly good at managing my anxiety and feelings as a whole.
That is until recently, life's going ok not amazing but nothing I'd complain about is happening but I have this constant sense something is about to go terribly wrong and I can't explain it. This is alarming me as most of my coping mechanisms revolve around me having that understanding of what I'm feeling and why then figuring out what to do about it. Most of my triggers are to do with other people but I can't for the life of me figure out how this constant feeling is linked to anything let alone be something that normally triggers me.
I know I won't be the only one that has felt like this so I'm hoping someone can share a helpful insight or two.

I currently live with my partners family and we’ve been dating three years and living with them for 3 years .However,I’m at a point where I am ready to move back home because they are very petty. His mom will be mad at his sister and take it out on us and treat us pretty shitty because she’s scared of saying something to the sister. Their family gets so petty towards us they even take it as far as leaving our clean dishes in the dish drain and putting away the dishes everyone else used. Or even taking the clean dish we used out of the dish drain and sitting it to the side and then proceed to put away everyone else’s dish in the dish drain. They will even start washing their clothes while we are in the middle of doing our laundry and get upset because we are using it already. They also had me paying 600 dollars in rent while the rest of the people in the house pay nothing and won’t even put grocers in the house. They’ve even go as far as being disrespectful to us. There’s so much and I don’t want to get into deep detail. However, my partner knows I want to move and he understands why but doesn’t agree that I should move. I’m starting to question the relationship because I’m not sure anymore if I would like to deal with his family at all anymore. What should I do

70-80 degrees regularly, tons of outdoor space as i live near a forest. Main issue is humidity and wind, we get really high winds here (Ranges from 10-20mph regularly) and low humidity (Maybe 30% on a GOOD day). This would be my first grow too, so any tips for outdoor growing is appreciated.
Could i just get some manure, a spore syringe, and water to toss outside? How would i deal with bugs and snails? Would it even work lol? I have very little space inside, so if i wanna grow, this is pretty much my best bet. Any help is appreciated, Thanks ❤️