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My mom got pregnant from a hookup and I never met my father. She still had me and my family helped me raise me. But that doesn't exclude the fact that I was born from a mistake.
I've seen my mom and family members stretch themselves to extreme lenghts just to make sure I had food and a place to study. My mom had to halt her career to take care of me and now she works at a mediocre job she never planned for. The rest of my family invested money on me so I could finish education. My aunt for example. She help my mom pay for school when she could be investing on herself. She gave me the best tools to developt myself, but that doesn't change the fact she could have invested on herself. I believe none of my family did this out of love as they claim to. I believe they did this out of obligation.
The things is that they didn't had to and should not had to. I was conceived on a mistake and I am the end product of that.
And now I feel like I own a shit-ton of money, time and resources to everyone in my family because I was not supposed to have existed and they were not supposed to have dealt with me. But now that I am here, there is no way back. I won't stop working and pushing myself until all of my debt with them is cleaned off. It's my obligation.

For people who have already crossed that bridge and declared FIRE, what was the immediate family/relative's response to it?
Did their attitude towards you and expectations from you change now that they know you have the time and money?
It's one thing to say I don't care about what others think but the reality for me is that I care about close family but don't want them to think I retired for THEM. I have worked hard for where I am at and ready to help them as usual with little things here and there when I feel like its appropriate but wouldn't want to be taken advantage of.

Hi! So about 3 weeks ago this guy and i started talking. He’s not my usual type of person to date , but I just got out of a six-year relationship and I’m trying to find someone new and different. So he asked me to come over for memorial day weekend, and I set boundaries saying I don’t sleep around I don’t do things if there’s not gonna be some thing coming out of this if that makes sense . I came over & we met. But I could tell since the age difference he had a bit of a drinking problem, and that his friends definitely did too. both of our parents died so we bonded over that and little things. And he made the first step to say hey, I really really like you. He went to his niece who was there with us and told her he was scared I was gonna hurt him, that I am not his usual type of woman he would go after. So it felt like we were kind in the same boat of liking each other, but being scared to commit because we never really spoke about it. Then he pulled this move of grabbing me and screaming at his friends how hot i was (which made me feel uncomfortable) or that could just be me and never being shown that type of affection but he was drunk, so who knows if he actually meant that. Which I told him several times I can’t really trust what you say because you’re drunk and he’s always said a drunk person speaks, sober thoughts.. we spent four more days together , we cooked food together. I met his family and his friends. I even took him to the hospital because he put a gash in his hand while drunk to open a beer bottle with a knife. The day he took me home, was the weirdest part about it , the morning time went fine He was just very hung over, I brought him food , took care of his puppy, even cleaned his house. I gave him some space because he wasn’t feeling well and did my own thing for a while. He started getting sick and then offered to take me home. But barely touched me and I summed it up as too he just threw up. He wasn’t feeling well. He didn’t want to kiss me or something. He texted me the day after, posted a photo of us but then completely ignored me and stopped replying while I was hanging out with his sister when he was at work(they live together). That day I went home and never heard from him again. His sister said that she doesn’t know and doesn’t put herself in drama, but all his friends that were talking to me even his niece just completely ghosted me too. I had to get a book back from him. It was very sentimental, It was my mothers. And I had to give him one of his shirts back. Took me a week to get an answer out of him (he blocked me on all social media platforms besides iphone texting ) he said to pick it up and leave him alone. My question is how do I get clarity from a situation I can’t get clarity from. I don’t know what this was to him but in my mind, I can only think he was afraid to commit to me, or he used me completely because he was on a bender. None of this makes sense , also, should I get tested? I mean if he brought me around his friends so fast who’s to say he doesn’t do this a lot.

Opinions on what I should do. So a little background I’m a USMC veteran got out in 2020, I have a 3 yr old child that I just spent almost a year and a half fighting for custody. The custody is, I have month on month off bc mom moved to a different state to be with family. But once my daughter starts pre-k next fall I will have school year and mom gets summers and major holidays.
My dilemma: i accrued 20k in debt fighting for 50/50 custody (which I did get and would do over again). But to my parents not a bank…credit cards. So my goal is to pay them back as soon as possible. I feel my ex will fight to get custody again and school year. This wouldn’t be so bad if she was stable and ik my daughter wouldn’t move a bunch like my ex had to growing up. If my ex would move back it’s week on week of which I think would be more beneficial for my daughter. I applied last year for a university police department and failed on a psych eval, it sounds bad but this was during my ongoing divorce and custody battle and the reason for the failure was the medicine I was placed on. Since I have gotten off the medication and switched to a medication that works for me and would allow me to work for the police department. Meanwhile while waiting on the police job I applied and accepted a job working for the electric union closest to me since working for them I have a great opportunity to be accepted into their Apprenticeship (applied before the police job and didn’t get in for lack of experience, which I have since working for them and becoming a union member) I applied again this year on the last day. The apprenticeships is a five year commitment where I get raises every year and after I’ll be making 34$ (take home) plus benefits which include 7.50 an hour for my retirement for every hour worked, a vacation check I pay into while I work for every 6 full months of 40 hours weeks I will receive 7500$. The issue I worry about is the work is over 13 counties and if I am sending my daughter to school I could see issues with getting her in the bud and such depending on when I worked and where it work. There is also a layoff after each job currently (could change) it can be anywhere from a month to 8 months. But during the apprenticeship I get to use my va benefits which gives me roughly an extra 1000 a month for housing year round if I spread it out or 1200 for 9 months a year.
The cop job should I apply again and get through it and hired would be 23 an hour with somewhat regular raises I don’t know where it caps out but after 5 years my daughter cna go to colleges there for free not to mention they have the best health Care probably in the state. They said all the overtime I could want as well and they are 12 hour shifts.
The big dilemma is the cop job would give me of a steady schedule and dependable income and make it harder if my ex wanted to try and fight me for custody in the future but I feel the union job would better set my daughter and myself up. With me my daughter always comes first and I’m struggling with this. But if I accept the apprenticeship I’m locked in or I burn the bridge forever. And I don’t feel I can’t down union job if I haven’t got confirmation of the cop job but it can take up to a year to find out and I would have to go for three months of training. Any advise will be greatly appreciated!

!THIS GOT SENT TO ME ON INSTA! !NOT MY STORY! To explain things, my sister 16 got pregnant when she was 15. When my parents found out they were mad. She couldn't take care of a child. She was very irresponsible and never thought before she did things. To an example she always forget to lock the front door and because of that we have been robbed 3 times. One time they stole our TV which was worth 100 dollars. She refused to pay even if she had the money. She forgot to turn of the stove and she almost started a fire. Our kitchen smelled like smoke for two weeks even if we did everything we could. So when my sister got pregnant i knew that she wouldn't be able to take care of the baby. I told my parents and they agreed. We told her that maybe she could adopt the baby to a family member so she could still be a part of the child's life. She didn't want to. I accepted it and never brought it up again. When the baby was born every one was happy for her. She contacted the father of the baby but he didn't want to be a part of the child's life. She got so mad. She only talked about him being a bastard. Afterwards i found out she didn't tell him she was pregnant except after she had the baby. Shortly after my sister had my niece she started to go out partying and left my niece at my parents. She was almost never home. My parents was exhausted. At this point i got so mad. But the final straw was when she moved out of the house and told my parents that she wanted to share custody without giving them shared child payment. They said they wouldn't. She got upset. I called cps. I told them that my sister don't take care of my niece and always dumps her at my parents place. Now my cousin and her husband is taking care of my niece while Cps is investigating my sister. My parents think i took it to far. Did i?

It’s not really important to detail everything of the next few weeks, word did spread that the Walkers were leaving again, of course, there was no way to keep that secret. Packing had to be done, after all, and arrangements for the house had to be made.
There was simply no way to keep our going ‘completely quiet’. So the neighbors started to come by asking questions.
“Should we leave too?”
“Am I going to end up with more bits of shrapnel in my kitchen?”
“Do I need to get more stuff to patch bullet holes?”
“I assume we go to the same hotel as last time, or will it be a different one?”
It was frequent enough that we held another ‘neighborhood barbecue’ where William explained over sizzling meat and a mix of real beer and that abomination to all civilized species ‘non-alcoholic beer’ that, “You are in no danger. We are leaving for a government assignment, but it is not one that puts any of you at anymore risk than yesterday or the day before. I promise, there won’t be any crazy masked gunmen showing up and disturbing the peace.”
William’s reputation was one of truthfulness, and it probably didn’t hurt that making sure the neighbors were safe had been a priority last time.
‘Last time… for the sake of the void… how many shenanigans are we supposed to get involved in?’ I asked myself that question while sipping on a very large ‘wood bottle’. This was a wonderful innovation in alcoholic beverages. Instead of ‘glass’ this ‘wood’ actually added a wonderful earthiness to the beer, making it smoother and far more full bodied than the glass counterpart.
It had its drawbacks, of course, if you didn’t want that added flavor, you had to use glass, but I found it to be positively delectable, if a little ‘thicker’ than my usual preferences.
I had a great fondness for ales, particularly the more ‘aggressive’ ones with an immediate sort of bite to them. They weren’t to be ‘chugged’ like the bland and fizzy ones that had all the kick of a sleeping toddler. No, no, these powerful ones were meant to be ‘swigged’. You take one big swig at a time, savor the richness, the full flavor, the taste, and the feel of it going down.
It’s about here I should mention that ‘beer clubs’ and ‘bourbon buddies’ were starting to gain popularity among dlamisa.
It began with the Ballyball League of Earth and Dlamias. As part of their training for the sport, teams ‘ran’ a great deal, and they learned of an ancient Earth organization that survived through the centuries called the Hash House Harriers, ‘drinkers with a running problem’ as they are popularly known.
These organizations around the world would lay out trails and follow them in search of alcohol at various stopping points. They would drink together and have a grand old time, and be rather intoxicated by the end of it all. From this my people innovated various ‘fan clubs’ for certain alcohol organizations that would sponsor their runs in exchange for filming their gatherings.
Naturally I set up a few gambling options for people to bet on my players during training, but out of these grew specific off-field rivalries which were now starting to spread to my home world, usually run out of coffee establishments.
This might be the thing that made someone decide to put me at risk. I will probably never know the answer to that one.
It didn’t matter. Not really.
I was standing there among my friends, family, neighbors, with warmth and welcome, with the smell of good food cooking and people wishing me well on my ‘business trip’ and I knew I was doing the right thing.
This was the reason, this was the point of it all, to bring ‘this’ not just to me, but to everybody.
Every drop of blood that spread in my arena, every credit that flowed into my exponentially growing cooperative organization… all of it was serving this single purpose. ‘I will see my will done. I will bring it all down.’ I vowed and took another swig from my bottle. Latunde was telling a joke, and I huffed politely.
A good man, a good neighbor. And a surprisingly good actor considering he ran a feed store, his pretend police situation when we were making our evacuation a few years ago was really well done.
But I couldn’t pay attention to jokes right then.
I went back into the house and up to Fauve’s room. I knocked, “Come in.” She answered.
I expected this, she was never particularly social, and didn’t care for large gatherings of people. I still wasn’t the biggest fan of those, but…alcohol makes everything much easier.
“Hi.” I said, poking my head in without entering. “How are you?”
She was seated at her terminal, pounding away at ‘nothing’. But she had a virtual headset on so there was ‘something’ to her.
“Fine. I’m just taking care of some things. Writing out some notes, researching the Praeda species that we’re going to meet, writing my will, breaking up with my girlfriend, the usual sort of thing that happens every…single…time I think life is going to finally come out of warp and let us relax.” She said it with such deadpan humor that I almost missed it.
“I’m sorry.” I said and slipped into the room, closing the door behind me, I went and sat down on her bed.
“For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.” Fauve answered, though she didn’t take her attention off her work. “This is just more of the usual, and if anybody is to blame, it’s me. I could have faded into the background. I could have just let everything go back to normal. I could have just shut my mouth after everything was over the first time… but no. I didn’t. I didn’t and now I can’t have a moment’s peace or normalcy. I had to be media personality, a speaker, a filmmaker a….” She trailed off and slapped her palms down on the desk. “I did this to myself. Now I’m going to be alone again because I just can’t say no. Michael is going to lose years with his friends. You’re being thrown back into god knows what, mom and dad are… no, they’re fine, to them this will be a vacation, if anything.” She sighed.
“My point is, Bailey, you don’t have anything to apologize for. I’m just, I’m stressed out a little.” Fauve said to me and I swallowed hard and nodded.
“I know what you mean.” I said, I chose not to mention the pseudo-attempt on my life, but added, “This is a disruption to my life too, and… a lot of things are going to change, even if things go well, maybe ‘especially’ if they do.” I got up and went to put my hand on her shoulder.
Fauve leaned back, rocking her chair so that it hit my waist, her head was against my fur, “And I don’t think I did anything wrong here but… I’m sorry that things aren’t as easy for you as you deserve. I mean that.” I promised.
She cracked a smile beneath her headset.
“Yeah, yeah, well it’s not like space is boring. No human has ever been out that far before, so we get to be a first… but even so? I’m tired of having to end relationships over work. It happened with Halbert, it happened with… wait… has it ever not happened that way?” Fauve stopped and thought that over.
I wasn’t surprised she referenced her first romantic interest. Humans tend to template all later relationships on the basis of their earlier ones, and Fauve tended to be hyperfocusd on what she was engaged in at any given moment, so I wasn’t surprised that she would never have really looked at how something over ‘played out’ in the end. Not until she had a reason to.
“Wow… yeah… everything always ended because of something work related… if not mine, then theirs. Damn.” She sighed as that understanding hit home.
Humans have in my observations, a tendency to blind themselves to what is happening, they don’t always see underlying causes for what goes awry in their lives, and as such they may miss patterns that will not be missed by other species. It makes them interesting to be around, at least.
“I’m taking a long vacation when I get back.” She promised herself and slumped. “Maybe I should sell the rights to that game series and turn my attention to something new… I…” Fauve shook her head, “Bailey, do you think it’s possible to be too career focused?”
I squeezed my hand on her shoulder a little nad cocked my head. “You’re asking me that question? Fauve, I came here on a fifty year doctoral program, I’m the last person you should ask that question.”
She was quiet for a moment before she quipped, “Alright, that’s fair. But after this is over, I’m definitely taking a break. Maybe I’ll just rewrite this breakup note and explain that because of work that we need to ‘go on a break’ no questions asked after I get back.”
It was of course possible that the other person would ‘move on’ and there was nothing to come back to when Fauve did return, however this did leave the possibility open at least. “I think that’s wise.” I said with a gentle voice.
“You should invite them to Waterland Park with everybody else.” I suggested, but Fauve shook her head.
“No. No. I have to face this one on my own. If I can walk in there and walk past that place without a problem, on my own, I can finally put the last bit of that bastard behind me.” She said it with such iron resolve that it was hard for me to imagine she wouldn’t be able to do it.
“You won’t be alone, you know that.” I reminded her.
She smiled again.
“That’s not quite what I mean, Bailey… but thank you. I still have some work to do here, but, would you be a friend and bring me a beer while I finish this up… and maybe a hamburger?” She asked.
“Sure thing, Fauve.” I said, and left her room again.

We've been dating since almost 2 years, we've known each other since we were 12. She's recently fought a seemingly terminal deasese. I've recently gained control over my situation of extreme parental abuse (drunk dad who physically beat me and mom). We've both been there for each other through this.
Over the last year, through the things she tells me, I've noticed some things about her parents which bother me. and today I finally confessed it to her.
Here are the things that bother me.
1) her dad has 3 kids despite having a govt job, my GF is middle child, who is officially not their child, not on paper. Not only this thing could cause her legal issues related to her rights, but it also indicates that they are extremely conservative. How? My GF is born almost 10 years after her sister. Why? Apparently they kept trying for a baby for all that time but her mom had multiple abortions due to her being unfit for a child. But they kept on trying and finally has their 2nd child, who was also born prematurely, and yes, she had to face many deaseses, including this terminal desease. Had to live her entire childhood with restrictions.
You would think her parents would stop after barely having a second child, who is unfit and will have to face hell. But no, they went for a 3rd one, immediately. Yes, the 3rd child who is the only boy is born less than a year later.
And the reason for this I think, is obvious. They wanted a boy, and her father would rather break the law and risk the life of his wife multiple times for years, just for a boychild. (Not to mention he is born with extreme harmonal issues)
Correct me if I'm wrong but this is the first thought that comes to my mind based on the facts, please tell me if there's another possible reason.
2) After that there are other things like how he actively and verbally hates people of other religion, and is possibly also castiest, which concerns me since I'm SC.
3) Then there are other concerns like how parents have left her alone while she was in ER on fucking life support, and her parents were legit "attending a family funtion" or paying a visit to family members who lived near the hospital. But they were mostly absent.
4) They were reluctunt for letting her eat nonveg which was recommended by the doc. Especially her mom was very against it. They are vegitarians for religious reasons. Actually it's since I almost forced her to go against them and eat nonveg more often and in her house, when her issues regarding weightloss ans immunity statrted to go away.
I stated my concerns that their conservative behaviour is causing her issues and will definately become an issue when it comes to marriage (yes, we are stupid for thinking that far. But consider the ammount of suffering we have faced together, I can't imagine a life without her, and she says she feels the same. Also know that we've known each other since more than 5 years)
After I said all that, her response was "shut up". Followed by how I have no right to say anything about her parents, how she owes me zero explaination for these concerns and that her parents are always right.
If her parents are always right as she says, will she also listen to them when they tell her to stay away from me? Which they will Since I'm SC and they're hella conservative.
Not just that, she said stuff like...
They've been there for her and I haven't. This hurts because she used to call me from the ER, with a tired breathless voice, just because her parents were absent and she'd feel alone. I left everything when I used to see her call, even abandoned college classes in the middle, basically leaft anthing at hand once I saw her call. Now she's saying I haven't been there for her?
When I found out her desease was terminal, I legit went dark for 20 days, Didn't go to college, didn't see anyone except my parents maybe once a day. Stayed locked in my room trying to scour through all the 100s of pages research papers which were so hard to find it since it was a rare desease and most of the patients were above 65. It's a lung desease which was said to be 100% fatal. I stayed up all nights, made a mess of my own health while doing so, until I came accros a study, which showed only 5 patients in the entire world, who susrvived, all were minors, I figured the desease is said to be fatal because it mainly attacks old people and they don't have any regen power in their lungs. But a 17 year old girl's lungs are constantly growing, she should survive this.
I gave her hope, that alone improved her health from needing support to walk to jumping around in just one day. I forced her to get more involved in her medical process and make the doctor give her curative care instead of end-of-life support like her parents wanted. and it worked, she went to a doctor in Pune and the retests showed she's curing that desease (which is impossible on paper).
In this process, I lost 15 kgs of my weight and the will to eat anything due to severe deppression. I still haven't recovered from the physical impact. After all of this, she compleatly discredits me and my concerns, says I wasn't there for her and all that.
I feel deeply hurt.
I legit feel like I'm nothing to her, I feel like she always thought like this about me.
In her defense. She's a mature person and doesn't have traditional or conservative thoughts, neither does she seem all that proud of her parent's being so conservative. So I know she doesn't share her parent's thoughts. she was never like this, NEVER. And maybe this isn't the person in her talking, maybe she just said this because she got triggered, I understand many Indians are conditioned to blindly trust their parents and never question them, so I'm not sure if I blame her.
What should I do?
Please don't start teasing about age, we're not nibba-nibbi. We've both supported each other through life threatening situation. I have got physically injured due to family fights, have had to lock myself in a room for days with my mom to fend from my dad. Been forced to spit on my own mom, hit her with a sandal and other types of torture. she has had to face extreme pain and illness all her life, had to witness a rape and murder as a pre-teen, been through therapy. So please understand our bond is really strong after we've been through all this. This relationship is serious.
TL:DR GF's parents show extreme signs of being conservative and casuing a problem for us. GF gets hella triggered and says I have no right to talk about them, they are always right and she owes me no explaination regarding this. I feel undervalued and basically got shut up for stating my concerns.

I(21) have been dating this women(21) for little over a year now and its turned bad. I moved in with her and when I did she quit her job and laid around, did laundry and that's about it while I went to work making $16 an hour. I'd come home and there would be a pile of dishes I would have to do, make dinner, clean, helped pay for her student loans once.
I'm aware I'm an idiot and I should have left when I could but love is blind I suppose.
After some issues with her landlord(her aunt), I moved and my mother wanted me to come back to her place to help out around the land they own. She begged me to ask them if she could too, I should have drawn the line there seeing how lazy she truly was. I tired to save the relationship with her and I doing what we want in a relationship and she could only think of 5 small things and I had a huge list of what I need and want my ambitions and dreams. She's failed to try and help out outside, she complained about helping to plant a garden, yes she pays $500 in rent but she can still help out
Everyone in my family doesn't like her and I honestly am just completely over the relationship after some issues like possible cheating, going out at all hours of the night to be with her friends, not working for over 10 weeks... I can kick her out but that would leave her without a place to go even though she has friends and family. she doesn't drive(to lazy to even try), I'm too much of a caring person and I just want to look her dead in the eyes and tell her to get lost.
Is there anyway I can "help" her move out? Like section 8 housing or should I just save some money and help her pay for a place by her work? I don't want to just kick someone I have a relationship with to the streets.
What do I do in a situation I made like this?

Our regular family vet doesn't see rabbits, so we took our new rescue rabbit to an exotic specialist vet for the first time yesterday. He's the only one in our area. He told me that my rabbits diet should be primarily timothy hay with maximum 1/4 cup of pellets a day (basically what I was already doing). When I told him I've been giving her lots of romaine, parsley, cilantro, and other greens, he told me I shouldn't be doing that, and they should only be given as a very occasional treat. He said that it could make her sick, give her diarrhea, etc. I've been doing this for 2 months since she moved in with us and she's never had a soft poop. Am I crazy thinking greens are good for her? It seems wrong to me to not give her fresh food. I'm careful to avoid sweets (she's had the top of a strawberry or a teeny bite of banana about once a week since I got her).

This is not a post starting with “My boss told me” or “I hate it when kids”, but rather one where I would just like to vent to someone of my concerns regarding children and motherhood. So I turned twenty this year and I currently I’m not in a relationship, but I’m scared that when I am, I will be expected by pretty much everyone (partner, family or generally society) to get married and have babies. What terrifies me even more is that I will feel some internal pressure to do so, even when I won’t feel ready. The thing is, I didn’t have normal teenager years. I was a child, then as I started to hit puberty, I fell into the trap of various eating disorders and I have only lately managed to get better in terms of my relationship with food (which I am most grateful for). Nevertheless, as I was so deeply involved in and consumed by my EDs, my classmates and other peers kind of moved on with their life. Some of them already had children at the same age as me, some of them even got married. It makes me feel like I’m left behind. But the idea of having a child just mortifies me so much. It’s not the fact that I would bring a new creature to this world, that I would have to provide for, the one that I would have to feed, dress and take care of when they are sick. It’s not even the pregnancy itself, as scary as it is. It’s the fact of an emotional bond with a child. If I have a child, there is no going back. This is forever. I will always feel the weight of emotional support, love and sacrifices I should make for them. I won’t get to be selfish in a really long time again. I won’t be able to feel weak again. I will be responsible for an actual human, partly like me, but mostly their own person. A person with their own mind and will. The views, behaviour and the future of this person will reflect how I raised them. It is a lot of pressure indeed. I won’t just be living for myself and there won’t be a moment when I stop being a mother. Even if I don’t feel like it. Even when the child reaches adulthood, it is still likely that he or she will see me as a role model, a person to seek comfort in, a mentor. This is huge, considering how easy it is to make a baby in the first place. Maybe I’m exaggerating, but I see having a child as no other as other inventions/pieces of art one can have. It’s not something that’s supposed to be perfect, but the desire to make it must be there. Otherwise it will seem so unsatisfying that I can’t imagine living this life for myself even a little. And I don’t understand how other people, especially young, don’t take this into consideration, while consciously deciding not to use contraception. I am not judging, I just don’t understand.
TL;DR: I fear the emotional aspect of having a child & being a neglectful parent the most.

I cook for my family, not professionaly. I always used cheap common knives, and i would like to gift myself with a good knife, i am willing to spend 150 euros on it. This will be my only knife.
I like the aesthetics of wa guyto knives
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What budget, currency, and region are you based in/can purchase from?
150 euros hard cap. Euro based, not UK
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What length, handle type, and profile are you looking for?
210 cm, wa gyuto
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Intended use case of the knife? Be as specific as possible
Home kitchen use, primary and only knife, im not going to cut big or hard stuff with it. Mainly vegetables and fish.
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Do you prefer a high performance knife with a thin, fragile edge or a knife that trades off cutting performance for a more durable and forgiving edge?
Honestly I would be concerned about a very fragile edge
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Do you require a stainless knife?
Yes, i think i would not have the time or care for a carbon steel knife
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What knives have you owned? What do you like/dislike about them?
Cheap common knives
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What knives are you considering? What knives from the flowcharts interest you? Provide links where possible.
Sakai Takayuki 33 layer gyuto 21cm
https://www.meesterslijpers.nl/en/sakai-takayuki-33-layer-damascus-zelkova-koksmes-21-cm
Kazoku Mabushii Gyuto 21
https://www.meesterslijpers.nl/en/kazoku-mabushii-gyuto-21-cm
Tsunehisa Aogami Super Migaki Gyuto 21 - it's carbon but i like the aestethics
https://www.meesterslijpers.nl/en/tsunehisa-aogami-super-migaki-gyuto-21-cm
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Any other additional context that you would like to give? (finishes, special requests, specific materials, height requirements, etc.)
Not really

Jagger
I have only ever told this to my close friends. I feel like people need to know me first, and know me well, to know that I'm not crazy before I tell them this story. Maybe this isn't like most creepy pasta stories, I'm not telling you something horrible and terrifying that I'm pretending is happening now. I'm telling you something that DID happen. Something that has NO explanation. Something so irrefutable by my own mind, that it forced me to choose being Agnostic, over being Atheist, because what I saw and felt was proof, there is something more out there.
I must have been about 12. My family had just moved to South Carolina, my family being my Dad and step-mom. We didn't have a proper house yet, just an apartment. It's not the kind of place that I would have ever expected something like this to happen. This place, I'm sure, was not haunted. After some research when I was a kid I concluded that there was no burial ground, no reason whatsoever for this location to be home to some type of repeat-cycle haunting.
One day I was grounded, probably for something that I did at school. I couldn't tell you at this point as it so immediately became the least of my worries. Three days, I was to stay in my room, only to come out for dinner and nothing else. There just so happened to be a Ghost Hunters marathon on around this time, and I had a TV in my room so I thought it as good a way as any to pass the time.
As I watched the shows I became very skeptical, but there were some encounters that made me think to myself, it's weird none of this has happened to me. Over the next day or so I even became a little jealous of the more intense encounters the people on the show were having.
Bored out of my entire mind I began to contemplate some way to get a ghost to visit me. I thought of a Ouija board. However I had no money and didn't know anyone with one. The most straight forward way to go about it I supposed was to ask. Now as a kid, coming from an abusive home, separated parents, mother was a drug addict who left us, I had to grow up sooner than most. I had considered death, and life, and what came after, many times all on my own. I had come to the conclusion that I just can't believe anything I'm told, and would rather see for myself if there is anything out there. However that day hadn't come, so I had settled on "Temporary Atheist".
That being said it was in a sort of mocking tone, that I clasped my hands over my air mattress, and began to pray to God. At first cheerily, but as the prayer went on, almost as if I had unconsciously realized my fatal error, my tone grew more serious. "God, if you are out there, if you exist at all. Send me a spirit, a ghost, I don't care. Send me something to meet, send me a messenger that there is life beyond this."
That turned out to be, maybe the worst mistake of my life. I would have happily gone on with my life as an Atheist, and while there are some comforts in knowing there is something more, such as not fearing death quite as much, I would have traded that knowledge away in an instant, to save me from what came that night.
It was around two in the morning. I lay, right after finishing watching my show, on my air mattress in the dark. Nervous, goosebumps on my arms, feeling cold even in the blankets. It was fun to ask for this during the day, but once the light went out, I was far more terrified than I was excited, to meet whomever God may send me. I couldn't sleep, wasn't even slightly tired.
As I lay there on my side trying to fall asleep, it seemed as though my fan had gone on mute, as the air mattress depressed behind me, and my messenger arrived. I was so scared, it was at this moment I realized what I may have asked for, after seeing all of the times that the hunters in the show seemed to know whether or not a spirit had a positive or negative feeling, I realized now how they could tell. This..Thing, I could feel it snaking it's arm around my stomach. my shirt folded, the skin under it icy, I could feel it like it were a person. A cold persons arm. It wrapped over my stomach and clutched the underside of me, for a moment I thought, "This is it, it's going to pull me away and nobody will ever see me again, what did I do!?"
As its grip tightened I became more and more terrified, I had time even to think about quickly hitting the light on the lamp, I had to aim, I thought about where the switch was before doing it, it had to be a perfect thrust, I needed to be fast. I was so fucking terrified.. I screamed as I reached for the light and flipped it on, simultaneously throwing myself from my bed, the closet door which had been closed was open all the way to the wall. I had closed it on purpose out of fear, and there it sat, even though the light was on the darkness inside scared me so much I couldn't move. I was afraid that if I ran to the door something would steal me away into it. So I sat there all night, staring, petrified at the open door and the darkness. This is how I know I never slept that night, I never dreamed up anything, there was no sleep paralysis, no spirit. This Thing. It had come for me, and left when I ran. This, I realized the next night, couldn't be thing that God sent, for what came for me the night after..If God sent it he is cruel.
The next night I was finally off grounding. I couldn't be more grateful to escape my room. I knew there was no way I was going to fall asleep again. Not after what happened last night. I was still spiked awake. I decided to bring my stuff into the living room to sleep there for the night. I stared down the hallway at my bedroom door, I had closed all the doors in the hallway, to be sure nothing could come out of one without alerting me first.
My door was at the end of the hall, to the left of it, around the corner, was the bathroom. Even recalling this is making my skin crawl, imagining it in my head makes me sick, I feel weak and terrified just thinking about it.. anyway.. The night dragged on after dinner at seven, my stepmom and dad had gone to their room and fallen asleep. 8pm, 9pm, 10pm, 11pm, 12pm, 1am. I sat there wide awake, staring. I had been watching TV, glancing back and forth between that and the hall for most of the night, but I wanted to at least lay down.
As I gazed down the hall, goosebumps on my skin, a cold tightening on the back of my neck, everything in the room seemed to dim. I sat up, just to be sure I wasn't losing it, I was still completely awake. I looked across the room at the nightlight plugged into the kitchen counter wall, and it had begun to dim. I was starting to get scared and nervous so I turned my phones screensaver on and laid back down, just in case the nightlight went off. That's when it happened. A dull droning hum seemed to fill the air, silencing the harder to notice sounds. I couldn't hear the fridge cooling, or the buzz of the light. It seemed like the noise was pure, my head felt like it was being rushed by blood, as if I were being held upside down, as I stared at my bedroom door.
Then it came. I heard the metallic scrape of a door opening, but it wasn't my door, it had to be the bathroom door. Now excruciatingly terrified I couldn't bring myself to look away from the corner where the bathroom was down the hall. I gripped my blanket over my shoulders, just to be sure I could still move and I wasn't having a nightmare or some kind of sleep paralysis which I had read about that day, it wasn't that. Everything was real, I was very awake, and I could move.
As I realized I wasn't hallucinating, or dreaming, a black mass gathered at the top of the wall. Seven feet up, what looks like an arm, with it's elbow stretched toward the hallway appeared. The idea of something that..Black. Clashing with the light of everything around it, I thought it was so dark I couldn't see, but I was wrong. as the arm stretched further I started to hear a screeching, which slowly rose to a screaming. Like people dying, the noise you might make when you have time to cry out before it's all over, all collapsing on each other. It got louder and louder, ear splitting, as this things head rounded the corner at the top of the wall, and a massive leg, the knee at 4 feet, splintered it's way into view.
I could see no details of it's face, just the jagged edges of it's body, and it's eyes, lit a dull red, like you might see when you close your eyes against the sun. It's chin seemed to stretch downward, as the screams grew louder, so shrill it made me feel like the temperature had dropped fifty degrees, my stomach twisted and turned like I could be sick at any moment, and simultaneously not even notice. It's head seemed to carry out further, as if it wanted to look at me closer, or it wanted to eat me.
The screams were so loud now it made me light headed with terror, piercing my soul, I felt anguish, I felt this wave of depression like I'd never felt in my life, this urge to die, this longing to get away from something.
Then it receded, almost as if in one motion, save for it's clawed, tendril like fingers, raking the wall as it returned from where it came.
My chest collapsed, my heart was beating so fast my head felt like a speaker, I could still hear a ringing in my ears, I felt so sick but I couldn't go to the bathroom, I sat up, back to my parents door, for the next 5 hours or so till the sun rose. Again, this confirmed that I never slept.
I poured myself into the internet that day trying to find some explanation, but without ever having been asleep, sleep paralysis wasn't it. Hallucinations, I thought maybe, but Auditory and Visual? No way. Especially considering nothing was wrong with me, I wasn't sick, I didn't have a history of this, and it didn't start up again for a long time.
This really happened to me, and it has changed me forever.
What's worse, is since then, especially in the time before I turned nineteen, I had crippling depression afterwards. I remember sleeping in my basement rooms in South Carolina and New Jersey after, just mocking him. Wishing he would come back so I didn't feel crazy. I named him Jagger, for the jagged edges I saw that night.
Around that time I had tried to kill myself a couple of times, maybe half-heartedly, maybe I was too afraid to do it, I don't know. Eventually I told my friends what had happened. And that's when it began again. Only a couple days afterwards two of my friends had come back to me telling me that ever since they heard the story, and saw me tear up thinking about it, they hadn't felt safe in their own rooms anymore. They slept with lights on at home, couldn't deal with silence, and shortly after they both told me that things had begun moving in their rooms at random times of the night. None of us ever spoke the name again, both of my friends, Jesse and Amere, suddenly developed depressive states. Maybe it was always there, and we never talked about whether or not it had something to do with Jagger, or whatever was going on at their homes.
All I know is this is real, it did happen, it has changed me completely from what I used to believe, and maybe I carried Jagger with me, maybe he never went away, but went inside me. Perhaps that's why it seemed almost instantly I went from being a happy, hopeful kid, to being a miserable, sad teenager, craving death, and hurting myself. I don't know. Honestly if I look back, there were times, like being dumped, or failing school, that made me upset, that made me depressed, but every time I considered hurting myself it seemed as though my mind went blank, and it just happened, and I always felt better after for no reason at all. Which scares the hell out of me to this day. I'm sorry to have even told you all this, and sincerely hope nothing comes of it for you.
However if this story is a curse, and this demon is carried in all who hear it, then I need to know. If nothing else, perhaps there is no way it could affect everyone, perhaps at least it'd be proof.

(Sorry if formatting is weird, made this on mobile)
My relationship with my immediate family is pretty rocky to say the least. I dropped out of college after covid, and my parents never let me forget that “mistake.” My older brother has severe PTSD due to being in the army, and his traumas cause him to be very aggressive. It’s not his fault, but it’s not mine either; I couldn’t take the aggression, so him and I are pretty low contact. The only one I’m very close to is my twin.
I truly feel like my partner’s family is unintentionally filling that space left by my own.
His mom is one of the sweetest and strongest people I’ve ever met. She’s been through so much, beat everything against all odds, and has become an even better person in the end. She inspires me a lot, their whole family does.
Even though there is a language barrier, she has never not shown me love and support. She said if I ever move to Tunisia (where they are from and where she currently lives now), she will love me and take care of me as she would her own daughter; “I’ll forget all about [bf], you and I can go do things together!” (Joking of course). She even asked if I would like to try on one of their traditional dresses. I feel so honored and grateful for her.
His oldest sister is so funny. She’s always inviting me to Qatar (where her and her husband live). I have two brothers, so she feels like the big sister I never had. We’re always sending each other jokes and memes on social media. She’s given me good advice and resources.
She’s really hard on herself when it comes to her weight. Every time I see her doing this, I let her know that everything about her is beautiful and amazing. I hope she knows I truly mean it.
Recently I had some medical things come up. Thankfully nothing crazy or uncommon, but it did cause me the be in the worst pain I’ve ever felt in my life. I told my family, and aside from my twin and sometimes my mom, the rest didn’t really care.
His family messaged me every day to check in. They wanted to make sure I was ok, and they encouraged my partner to take me to the hospital when it got worse. He did, and I was able to get on medication to help my condition. Even now that I’ve healed, they have still checked in to make sure I’m doing alright.
I feel so much love and support from them, including my partner. I’m so thankful all of them are in my life.
I hope others have this kind of connection with their in laws/partner’s family as well. Family truly doesn’t have to be blood related. Thank you for reading.

I (34F) met my boyfriend (35M) when he was pretending to work a creative, low-paying job for a living. Over the months, I learned that he’s actually independently wealthy, and that he and his family, and the generations that come after them, won’t need to work to live very comfortable (some might say lavish) lifestyles. Since the start of our relationship, we’ve been splitting our dinners and anything else we do 50/50. Eventually, this made me uncomfortable, and I suggested we alternate paying to make it feel more like we’re taking care of one another. He agreed, but generally I’ve been the more generous one in the relationship, making many dinners at home, reaching for the bill first, etc., all while have significantly less money than him.
Ultimately, the splitting and alternating is what I would expect of partners who earn nearly equal salaries, and it’s what I’ve happily done with past partners. In this situation though, it feels very unfair and like he’s lacking in generosity, almost to a point that feels deal-breaking. I’d guess that he has about 20x my net worth, and maybe 3-4x my annual net income just from interest on savings.
To top it off, he’ll sometimes pay to take his oldest friends on vacations, including spending $30k on a ski house for the weekend, occasionally covering their dinners, etc. I think he feels less comfortable doing this with me because he hasn’t known me for as long, and he sees that I can afford much of what we do together. (To be clear, if I were to go skiing for a weekend, the Airbnb I’d pick might cost $300 per night).
TLDR: My (34F) rich boyfriend (35M) is less generous than I am, relatively speaking. Am I wrong for thinking he should spend more on us, and that a significant other should rank above friends in terms of receiving his generosity? I’m worried he’s always going to withhold from me, and that I’ll have to watch him galavanting off with his friends while I’m left behind.

I just realized that letting getting the courage to let things go and move on, from past regrets and mistake felt changed my life for the better. My friends, family or people I ask always said to let go and move on from the past, it was so difficult to do even after a few years its still there repeating in my head so it won't happen again. I was fearful I might hurt or disappoint people I care about. I feel so bad and I kinda hated myself I can't forgive myself til I be forgiven or resolved, so as years past it just stack up guilt, regrets and my head just get noisier or if I'm forgetting I remind myself about it.
Then I grown tired of living I just want to rest, just hoping someday this negative feeling someone go away. Try to just sleep it off, but I need to continue my current life the people around me even though even though sometimes they push me to do sometimes I haven't done before or I used to do. I rediscover there's alot more things to do and achieve in this life. And I won't be always alone, gave me the courage to resolve some of my guilt and regrets about my past mistake and things went well, though I need to let go alot of stuff and some people for things to move things felt alot lighter after that though somethings that happened are sad but it's alright.
I just want to be better than who I'am right now and before, also have alot of fun achieving things I wanted and be happy with myself and the people around me. Sounds abut cliché but it's alright, I'm really happy to share my story though I summarised it abit.
Hope everyone have a good day!
(Sorry for my bad english)

If anybody is willing to listen I'd love it
I admit I don't have the worst of this addiction considering how evil the industry is but I already relapsed twice this month, my goal (for now, will extend it without relapsing if I can) is literally just to make it through the month
I hate that it feeds off both my want for maternal care and a relationship, giving me intrusive thoughts of wanting sexual things from friends, it's not healthy. Not like I can nor am I fit for dating (I want to be clean otherwise it isn't fair for the other person) and the life I want is relatively unstable, just listening to some sad boy raps.
I need to let these emotions out before sleeping otherwise I'll again wake up the middle of the night and relapse wanting it again in my most vulnerable state. Art therapy really works, for someone that doesn't want friends and family to deal with this.
My music queue right now (also has references to addiction and relationships): Juice Wrld, Josh A, Joji

Okay.. so a couple of months ago I (21F) was on the hinge app and matched with a guy (23M) who was pretty cute and we shared a bunch of the same interests.
So after a week or two of texting and us hitting it off we set up a date and met up in Melbourne out front of the train station
Breifly greeting each other we shared a quick friendly hug. However I immediately noticed that his clothes had the overpowering smell of mildew, to the point of having to hold my breath at some moments during the date.
(For more context my older sister (26f) came into the city with me aswell (for safety reasons) and once she got the OK she left to do her own thing)
As soon as my sister had left he immediately grabbed my waist from behind and kissed my cheek, something I was VERY uncomfortable with but didn't feel that I could properly express so I tried to use body language and to walk faster than him to avoid it happening again.
He didn't really take the hint (my fault for not not using my words) and kept grabbing my waist, while we waited for the tram he had probably kissed my face 6 times. (Into the date about 7-10 minutes at this moment)
when we finally got on the tram I was not the only one who could smell the mildew it was packed and people still have us room trying to avoid us.... We were on there tram for about 5-6 minutes and the mildew smell was becoming nauseating (it's well known trams in Melbourne have almost no ventilation).
The entire time trying while to converse with him felt VERY akward and unnatural, he didn't want to talk about our shared interest and then when I had asked if he had chosen a place to have lunch yet (like we had planned) he kept changing the topic.
When we finally got off the tram since I don't live in Melbourne i asked if I could run into my favourite skin care store very quickly to pick something up before we head to lunch, he agreed so we went in
I picked out what I wanted in under 2 minutes while he loudly commented that he was the only "male" in the store and he asked for my opinion on if he wanted to get something what he should get, I picked up a face mask based on what he told me and immediately didn't like it as it was in a pink packet so I them picked a different one out for him.
And when I made the comment that the colours don't matter where he made the comment that he thinks it's dumb people are changing their identities and it was stupid that people can identify as other genders, while he can't identify as a "black man with a big cock"
I was done. I was uncomfortable and very much hated what was leaving his mouth. I text my sister without him seeing asking for the escape call.
When I ended the call and explained I needed to leave due to a family emergency he offered to come with me and I had to tell him I didn't think my sister would be comfortable with that. After finally getting him to except that I was leaving he grabbed both sides of my head and very forcefully tried to pull me into a kiss.... I pushed on his chest to stop for too long before he gave up... I had only met this dude a less than a half hour ago. I then said goodbye and left on a tram to my sister..
I did end up leaving a breif message letting him know how uncomforble he had made me from the physical touch and how I didn't agree with that stuff he was saying in the store and I wasn't keen on meeting again.
I understand I should have voiced I didn't feel comfortable being touched or kissed by this person I was also battling with previous trauma Making me feel I had to people please my way out of an anxiety induceing situation. And I just needed to get this off my chest (And maybe some advice)

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