My sister in law is around 6 weeks pregnant for the first time and is very nervous and constantly going to imaging places because the doctor won’t see her until 8 weeks.
She’s had little pregnancy symptoms and is still having those, however, 6 days ago she went for an ultrasound and there was a rice-sized fetus and a detected heart rate. Today she went back to see if anything had changed but they didn’t see anything in the sac and no heartbeat and advised she may be having a miscarriage. No symptoms other than light cramping according to her, but I also experienced light cramping in early pregnancy.
I asked if her ultrasound was done vaginally and she said no, so I told her to wait to see a real OBGYN before she got upset. I don’t remember getting over the belly ultrasounds until around 7 weeks.
Has anybody experienced this before or have any personal insight? She’s calling in the morning to try to get in earlier than week 8 at her new OBGYN tomorrow even thought they said they couldn’t see her last week until week 8.

Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory

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All Buyouts are listed in cash value.

KNIVES

★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77

★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74

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★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87

★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $529.41

★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $465.39

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★ Talon Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $1295.27

★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Minimal Wear), B/O: $746.28

★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15

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★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93

★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69

★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18

★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83

★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64

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★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04

★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41

★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $601.39

★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $418.25

★ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $227.80

★ Stiletto Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.96

★ Stiletto Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $192.79

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★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $518.11

★ Nomad Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $169.78

★ Nomad Knife Forest DDPAT (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $166.88

★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79

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★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $442.05

★ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Minimal Wear), B/O: $426.24

★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53

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★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $557.12

★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $471.42

★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $212.37

★ Ursus Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $187.66

★ Ursus Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $178.18

★ Ursus Knife Ultraviolet (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $155.13

★ Ursus Knife Boreal Forest (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.26

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★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Minimal Wear), B/O: $204.83

★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested), B/O: $184.50

★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Lore (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $224.11

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★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $2142.02

★ Bowie Knife, B/O: $230.44

★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $209.20

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.51

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03

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★ Falchion Knife Night (Field-Tested), B/O: $132.54

★ Falchion Knife Urban Masked (Well-Worn), B/O: $112.81

★ Falchion Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $108.81

★ Falchion Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.82

★ Falchion Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.46

★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08

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★ Paracord Knife Crimson Web (Minimal Wear), B/O: $486.48

★ Paracord Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $163.12

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★ Survival Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $138.26

★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03

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★ Gut Knife Sapphire (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1127.79

★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $286.17

★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $246.55

★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77

★ Gut Knife, B/O: $210.49

★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22

★ Gut Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $151.51

★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94

★ Gut Knife Rust Coat (Well-Worn), B/O: $118.99

★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80

★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96

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★ Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $264.92

★ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $253.03

★ Shadow Daggers Tiger Tooth (Factory New), B/O: $237.22

★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40

★ Shadow Daggers Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $144.42

★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20

★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46

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★ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $365.99

★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $228.93

★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43

★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06

★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $203.16

★ Navaja Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $132.57

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.95

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $100.41

★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01

★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $109.95

GLOVES

★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2394.67

★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33

★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88

★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66

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★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1652.07

★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14

★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57

★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot (Minimal Wear), B/O: $126.21

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★ Moto Gloves POW! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $996.99

★ Moto Gloves POW! (Field-Tested), B/O: $383.31

★ Moto Gloves POW! (Well-Worn), B/O: $276.00

★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Field-Tested), B/O: $180.28

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★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $502.29

★ Hand Wraps Giraffe (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.73

★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $178.32

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★ Driver Gloves Queen Jaguar (Minimal Wear), B/O: $181.01

★ Driver Gloves Rezan the Red (Field-Tested), B/O: $101.66

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★ Broken Fang Gloves Jade (Field-Tested), B/O: $127.88

★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.55

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★ Bloodhound Gloves Guerrilla (Minimal Wear), B/O: $127.94

★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened (Field-Tested), B/O: $102.55

WEAPONS

AK-47 X-Ray (Well-Worn), B/O: $478.95

AUG Hot Rod (Factory New), B/O: $425.83

StatTrak™ M4A1-S Hyper Beast (Factory New), B/O: $413.95

M4A4 Daybreak (Factory New), B/O: $309.51

StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge (Factory New), B/O: $305.43

AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $196.38

StatTrak™ M4A4 Temukau (Minimal Wear), B/O: $174.64

P90 Run and Hide (Field-Tested), B/O: $167.03

AWP Asiimov (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.33

Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike (Minimal Wear), B/O: $140.00

M4A1-S Printstream (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.70

StatTrak™ M4A1-S Golden Coil (Field-Tested), B/O: $117.48

AWP Asiimov (Well-Worn), B/O: $115.97

StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream (Minimal Wear), B/O: $112.96

StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov (Minimal Wear), B/O: $110.85

Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece (Well-Worn), B/O: $102.42

AK-47 Bloodsport (Minimal Wear), B/O: $100.53

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I've never had surgery or even broken a bone so I'm taking every step of this recovery VERY slow and steady. My incision site never gave me any pain. It's irritating as hell as I can't stand anything touching my neck in daily life but I removed the bandage for the first time yesterday. No leakage, no pain, no crusty dried up blood. No signs of infection. Just a very dark incision line covered with what looks like 9-11 steristrips. Very clean.
I didn't have much trouble speaking day 1 or 2. 3-5 it got worse but wasn't bad. Swallowing is almost completely fine and I'm really looking forward to solid food again.
I'm still sleeping in my recliner using the soft collar. It's too much to lay on my back and I really don't feel comfortable on my side. It does hurt doing that. It feels like 30° angle is the happy space and I'm my head I'm scared about popping or screwing up healing by not keeping spine very straight. Am I too paranoid?
I'm up and walking to the bathroom without much hesitation as I'm not dizzy standing up anymore. I'm far from walking a lot. Still feeling tired out and sometimes just exhausted. But I'm putting in the effort of taking extra steps when going to the bathroom and back.
My arms are super weak still. Not as if I'm trying to lift anything but just raising them over my head is tedious. I reach over my head today to pull on my ear to clean them w qtips and I could feel my neck hurting pretty good as I'm putting pressure on top of my head pushing down slightly. Dr said "no bending lifting or leaning". Just the slight lean to spit out mouth wash I could feel slight pain in my neck.
Today I began doing some very small circles rolling my head around. Left to right till I feel the littlest resistance, same up and down.
Everyday feels slightly better. Throat is almost completely back to normal. Coughing was the worst pain out of everything I have done and even that has gone from a 8/9 on the pain scale (it REALLY hurt to cough) down to about a 3 in about 5 days. Today it hurts to cough but I don't hesitate anymore.
The c5-7 site is very tender to the touch. Wife still has to be very light on contact during shower. Shoulders are very stiff trying to wash other arm.
Overall, I'm still pretty tired and sometimes nearly exhausted and I don't do anything really. Watching tv. I did puke for 6 hours after the op as I had a tough time w the anesthesia (again, first time). I'm determined to make sure I heal properly and my "life situation" will allow me to take as long as I need to get back to 100% w no rush or pressure at all. I NEVER want to do this again so I feel I maybe a little behind schedule but I'm ok with it as long as it's good in the end. Then again, it's day 7 post op. How behind can I be?
Thanks in advance for any suggestions or comments. Hopefully my experience can help others with their situation as I was scared to death about this.

so i had unprotected sex on the 11th of june and took the morning after pill on the 12th. on the 17th i started bleeding and it lasted around 3-4 days with a heavy ish flow and it was bright red with clots. ever since, i’ve just been slightly spotting and it’s been like a brown discharge, it’s thick and brown. it’s been coming and going and every time i search if it’s normal, it says it was implantation bleeding. i assumed it was just old oxidised blood so now i’m worried that the bleeding i had was actually implantation. i took a pregnancy test (it was clear blue and it’s supposed to be able to tell 6 days before your period) and it came out negative. i took it before my period was expected to come to ease my mind which did for a few days but now my period app is telling me my period will be due a week later then i thought it was. so, i feel like that pregnancy test was useless. usually i wouldn’t worry too much but the spotting keeps happening and it’s not heavy or anything but it’s just like brown discharge and it won’t go away.

I’ll make this as short as I can while leaving out some of the details for privacy sake.
Partner and I have been together 6 years, living together for 4. We go to every one of the family events on her side, we always show up with a card full of money and walk around connecting with everyone. Her side of the family is constantly having “something” that we feel guilted to attend and it does get draining, but I do it for my partner.
Anyways, my partners adult cousin whom she’s not even very close with, was having their daughters first communion. This clashed with other reservations and plans that we had made months prior, so she told her mom that we wouldn’t be staying the full time but we would be there at the church and to give them our gift and say goodbye.
MIL and SIL were PISSED. MIL was passive aggressive with a nasty little fake smile, as she lightly patted me on the back, through a condescending laugh to assure me “don’t worry, you’ll still make your plans”. SIL sat there and in front of a table of others started badgering us about changing our plans/cancelling our reservations etc. Which was incredibly rude and we were put on the spot. It was gross.
Anyways, as the buffet opens in the party space, we decide now is a good time to quietly leave and not make a huge show of it. We had already put our gift and card for the baby on the gift table.
Well, let me tell you this almost started an all out bullying campaign against me for the next few months following this. MIL was cold and bitchy, very short and rude. Same with SIL. And funnily enough, BIL was the biggest passive aggressive bitch to me about this, and HE WAS NOT EVEN THERE!!! He didn’t show up for his own cousins event. He wasn’t working or any half decent excuse either. Just didn’t want to go.. but he somehow felt that he could be a total dick to me about leaving early.
After this, suddenly they start mocking the way that I speak now right in front of me, look at eachother with a knowing look when I say anything at the dinner table, they are icing me out big time over this one instance. I couldn’t believe that these people really, really were that wound up because we couldn’t stay. Absolute madness imo.
So I need to know, is there any merit to this reaction? Was what we did a major no no? I’m on the fence now after all of their reactions to it. Sigh.

So I am looking at a few 2021+ F150 Lariats and I was hoping to get some advice. This will be my first truck and I am overly excited. I have a few options as listed below. Looking to find out if these are good deals (they are the current prices at the dealership) and if I might be able to talk them down some. I am also hoping to pull a 25-26 foot travel trailer a few times a year and the payload ratings for the power boost kinda scare me.
2021 F150 Lariat Black Powerboost (CPO Blue Advantage Gold Certified) with 51k seller price of $45,825-This has been on their lot for over 200 days
2022 F150 Lariat White 5.0 (Zero history on the Carfax) with 57k seller price of $44,387-This has been on the lot for 24 days
2021 F150 Lariat White Powerboost (Carfax showing multiple owners) with 44k seller price $45,995-This has been on the lot for 80 days
There are a few others that are a little further away
2021 F150 Lariat White 5.0 (Carfax showing rental usage in Utah) with 61k for $36,968-on the lot over 88 days
Any advice would be appreciated!

I was leaving work. It was dark outside, a little past 9 PM. I wasn't driving fast, but I was eager to get home because my cat had been alone at home while I was working my shift (he's usually not) and I was worried about him (I frequently have obsessions and compulsions about him). I saw 2 people walking a dog when I was pulling out of the parking lot and made sure to give them lots of room, so I'm confident that I did not hit them. But when I drove a couple feet further to turn right at the green light, my back tire bumped against the curb. I looked in my rear view mirror to make sure I didn't see anything that I possibly could have hit, and I didn't. But as I drove further and eventually came home my worry grew. I worried that I couldn't see things properly in the mirror and wished that I would have turned around at a nearby parking lot and went back to check. There's no use checking now because it's been too long since I bumped the curb. My car has no discernable "evidence" that something bad happened. I know that there is a very high likelihood that I just bumped the curb--there was no terrible noise, no harsh impact, my car drives fine, and it's not super unusual for me to hit a curb every now and then. I'm kicking myself for not being just a tad bit more careful, because then I might not have bumped the curb and then I might not be obsessing right now. I was really excited to have a nice, chill night because my morning and afternoon had been clouded with OCD worries, and then at work I had finally pushed them from my mind and calmed down a bit, and then I had to go and hit a curb. I hope I can calm down.

Hey everyone! I've been doing tons of research and keeping in contact with Chris at Garden State Tortoise with discussing the best species of tortoise to get. We both mutually agreed on a Dalmation Hermann's Tortoise and I intend to get one from him. (It was between dalmation and western, but he recommends dalmation because they're a bit more robust) I do have a few general random questions..
As far as ambient room temperature for hatchlings, I know the humidity within the storage bin (like how Chris recommends to do), will retain moisture, but my main curiosity is how does everyone ensure the ambient temperature within a room stays within parameters during the summer with the AC on? We have central air, our rooms are generally 72-73 degrees Fahrenheit all throughout the house. Sounds like it's on the warmer side, but it's pretty cool throughout the day/night.
Will the microclimate within the hatchling's bin coupled with the UVB/basking light help accommodate the general "ambient" temp during the day? I hope I'm making sense.. I just don't want the torty to get cold during the day. I know at night all lights go off and their preferred temp is a little on the cooler side.. but if anyone can shed some light (no pun intended) I'd really appreciate it!

You swore that you loved me but where were the clues. I died alone inside waiting for the proofs. You tossed me away, left feeling used.
All the times you promised you love me Yet Our case remains an unsolved mystery
Dust collecting on our file in the back of your mind Teardrops distorting the words on my copy, wide open on my desktop, scrutinized, studied, and obsessed over I can’t stop.
Traumatize them then ditch them is that your policy?
I’ve always been a fan of competition but All of my love can’t compete with the lack of yours My worst adversaire is your indifference This is a loosing fight And all I brought are wedding vows to nuclear wars.
Putting me on Judas Cradle would have been a kinder torment than the one you inflected to my heart.
Yet here I am still looking for you in everyone I meet…
Sometimes I looks at the sky at night See the stars dancing in constellations and wonder if in another universe we, too, are dancing in symbiosis
Maybe in another universe I was enough for you Maybe I was the sun to your moon
However, in this universe, You were my sun, but I’m not the moon, I’m not even a star Not even in your galaxy I’m a little space cadet floating away into the dark oblivion longing for the tiniest glimpse of sun to warm the ice cold heart you left me with.
There’s no red light There’s no stop sign Yet I never cross your mind Tell me is there a place I can buy a one way ticket to your heart?
Anyways, I’ve never been really good at expressing myself. You’ll probably never read this but if you do these are all my sad little cringe thoughts of the night if you’ve been wondering what’s been going on inside my mind.
From K
To G
with love

I (17F) was raised in the United States my whole life. I live in a diverse city, so there were Islamic schools and a significant amount of Muslims at the elementary, middle, and high schools, as well as people of other religions and ethnicities.
I’ve always thought the stories that Islamic teachers and my parents (mainly my mom) taught me were mythical. I didn’t really believe them deep down in my heart, despite saying I was a Muslim and despite saying I believe in the Prophet being so perfect. I truly backed down when my teacher said, “Are you passionately living your life?” I wasn’t. I only said I was Muslim because I wanted to feel safer from my mom’s turbulent temper. I wanted to be respected more, that’s why I wore the hijab voluntarily at the beginning of high school.
When I was in my early teens, I argued back. My mom is the type to argue every other day about the smallest things, including my unacceptable behavior. I have argued and was involved in physical altercations with each of my family members. I’m no saint. But I only retaliate because they say how dumb, crazy, angry, and how much of a disappointment I am. Really, they start the arguments saying how I’m all of these things with baseless “evidence.” When I was younger, I cried a little too much and was quiet. I didn’t listen to directions right away and was too afraid to ask because I was shy. That was enough evidence to berate me about how much of a bad girl I was. Why wasn’t I social? Why wasn’t I trusting adults that took care of me? The devil made me shy, my mom said. I was scared. I argued back because no one else stood up for me, not even my dad or my sister. I looked up to them. Now I don’t. I should’ve been a good little quiet Muslim girl, not one that yells at the top of her lungs at the people who should’ve made her feel safe mentally and emotionally. But no, “I’m only saying what’s best for you. It’s the truth. You must be fixed.”
Fast forward to now, I wear my hair in a different style at school with a silk square scarf because even though I’m not Muslim, I don’t want the attention of the Muslims I know at school. I don’t know what they’ll say or do. My parents and siblings don’t know I do this.
I have a prom and graduation coming up and I don’t want to wear the hijab or my silk square scarf. My parents won’t approve of the latter anyway. I hinted at my dad that I don’t want to wear the hijab by asking what hairstyle I should wear at prom and graduation. He said, “I don’t know!” He has a degree in Islamic Studies. I’m surprised he didn’t react negatively. BUT, my mom and sister would tell me to wear the hijab, or else I’m collecting sins. My sister doesn’t wear the hijab. I literally don’t know what to do about this. I know this will lead to a huge argument. Yes, I can NOT go to prom, but I paid a lot of money for it. (No prom date, just going with friends).
My overall plan is to find a well-paying job and save enough money to move out and pay rent in another apartment. Even though I will carefully and discreetly move out, this would still lead to a fallout and a huge ultimatum to force me to stay in the same small apartment we lived in for several years.
I do have two interview offers. I’ll give you guys updates.
This is also important: I got diagnosed with bipolar disorder 1 over a year ago. They still don’t want to hear how this disorder affects me because I’m “normal” now. I just have to pray away the negative thoughts, my mom says. Don’t worry, I’m medicated. And take my pills on time.
I’m lucky that I live in a western country. I can methodically move out. But, I feel guilty because I know this action will make my family look bad in front of their friends and family in their home country and the US. I’m almost there, but the future is unclear. Being afraid is an understatement.

Focusing on two-tone and gold watches lately. Seems to be a lot of options for a two-tone diver with a black bezel (which I already have a few of) but looking to add a little color without going to an all blue bezel and dial.
So far all I’ve found for a two-tone diver with a Pepsi bezel and jubilee bracelet are cheaper offerings from Invicta and Mathey-Tissot and possibly having someone do a custom Seiko mod.
Anything that I’m missing out there?

(TW? For child abuse/ burn mention, alluded self-harm. Also not generally looking for feedback just venting towards some of the only people that might understand, I suppose.)
Trying to put myself out there more and help myself but it's hard to assimilate to the general public when you seem to be viewed more as a spectacle than a passerby. I live in a tropical climate and it's tiring to force myself to withstand the heat of long sleeves, layers, and pants. What's more frustrating is that I'll forget about some, if not most, of my scars for a while sometimes. Only for, "Oh there's something on the back of your neck", or "damn, what's that scar from?" , "Why do they look like that?" How can I lightly explain that when a cigarette is ashed onto the skin of your back as a child it will sometimes keloid, and that doesn't result in movie-like aesthetics? Never mind my purpling, raised scars, on my arms and legs with their colors so angry like even they're angry to be seen. The momentary confusion where people are left to wonder if they're staring at a stretch mark or a scar, only to meet my eyes and never even ask. Stare stare stare. It feels like the world has continuously evolved itself more superficial. It's always, "You're beautiful", "You should model", "what great eyes" "you're so pale..oh", compliments die on the lips of those quick to judge my shallow charade, a performance I'm growing so, so, tired of. Damaged goods, god, I hate what I see but can't help but to empathize with my own struggle, I pity the little girl I was and judge the woman I am, I seek connection only to push it away out of fear, I want to be desired yet only seek to make myself uglier, I am so contradictory and yet just like everyone else so why do I feel so alien. My heart is like my once sprained wrist, functioning and called healed but now forever weaker and more likely to be hurt once again. I could be so beautiful without these scars, I could be so me. I could be so beautiful with these scars, I could be so me. I could be me? But to be me is to be uncomfortable, with skin that just doesn't feel right, a brain and a body misaligned, an error in the machine. On a hot and humid and unbearable day, I wear a tank top and I swear I am forsaken to forever be my own worst enemy.

So ive thought about this a while and i think the way the armours been arranged is… strange lets say.
So i thought why didnt arrowhead go about it a different method. Ive thought maybe the current method forces players to have to wait for superstore to magically have the specific design armour theyd like, along with the “abilities” or “perks” that the player would like.
Personally i much more player friendly way to have armour be presented .
we keep light, medium and heavy. Light stats focusing on stamina, medium in the middle everything average and heavy on health, essentially or armour or whatever.
Then we should have classes of armour. So your standard commons/uncommons and this would define how many perk/ability slots your armour can hold.
Starting off lets go with armour classes of common, rare and legendary. I think its simple right. Common having only one armour slot. Rare having two and legendary having three. So now lets put into perspective how this would work and the types of perks we could have.
Say i have a light rare armour. I could then purchase perks such as “extra padding” and two extra slots for grenades. This would then increase my armours stats with a bit of extra health without affecting my stamina but at the expense of a perk slot.
These would be purchasable in warbonds. This way we re more excited and have more reason to go after warbonds because of the designs and the perks that can be bought separately. At the same time having more freedom in designing are characters a little more how we d like them to look at least having their armour match.
I say this because at the moment im looking at the superstore and the only things worth buying are helmets because they have no stat changes but now my armour dont match because i always run the “two extra stims” set. And the new armour in the superstore matches the heltmet but hasnt got the stats id like, yout see my problem.
At the same time to avoid pay to win. Armour would only be sold in warbonds. Yes you can spend money for the warbonds but youd still have to grind for the medals to purchase the armour how its set up already. Also perks would be purchasable in warbonds so this way we have more variety.
It would be a lot to rework now. But i believe how they should have started it was.
So you start with your common armour out of boot camp with one slot available because its common. Once youre out of boot camp youve got your basic warbond already unlocked and this war bond has three tiers. The first tier would have a different design common armour and a perk as well as capes, super credits etc same as Second tier except a rare armour with one perk and third tier with legendary and one perk.
So now instead of selling armours with perks in superstore they would only sell armour but with different designs. The armours can vary between common, rare and legendary each having different prices.
This would be more intuitive for arrow head because players love kitting out their characters so the more designs the more reason to grind.
Now say you have a common armour you really like but want it to be legendary so it can hold more slots. This is where sample would come in. Giving us another reason to go out and collect samples. An example, to go from common to rare you need 100 common sample and 50 rare sample. From rare to legendary 200 common samples, 100 rare samples and 50 super samples.
Essentially the trick would be in the superstore you can get nice looking common armour so you then have to grind to get more slots or you get trashy looking legendary armour so no grind but you get slots. Also the helmets and capes then have a reason to match and can be sold separately in superstore aside the armour sets of the week.
Let me know what you guys think im just tired of my character forcably having to look weird because i cant control the stats my armour has.
Ps
This would also give variety in play because of the variety in perk usage for the specific mission youre going on.
Also when are we getting saveable loadout options :L

I’ve been on the psych meds merry go round for over a decade. Ive joined support groups, I’ve had therapists nothing really sticks and that’s fine. But one thing that has stuck around especially since the birth of my second child, my sweet little boy who is now 7 years old, the one thing that’s stuck around is my dark cloud of loom and gloom. I feel shitty about feeling this way and get mad at myself bc I know people have it way worse and I want so badly to be cherishing the short time we have here on this earth. My brain just only knows fear, anxiety, sadness. I get choked up a lot just out of the blue I’ll have some very morbid thought cross my mind and take me to a very dark place. Not that I’m going to harm anyone or anything like that just death type thoughts idk it’s strange and I don’t like it. This depression has robbed so much of my life it’s hard to believe I’ve let it win so long. I’ve lost all of my friends due to isolation, my anxiety tells me not to go out and make new ones and I wouldn’t know how to anyway I feel like I have nothing to offer. I don’t even remember what it feels like to laugh so much it hurts my stomach. I miss that feeling. I try and force myself to do things and I’m working so I’m able to put up a good front but the majority of my day my mind is filled with negative thoughts and I don’t want that for me or my kids or loved ones at all. I want to be someone that people want to be around hell I want to be able to stand being around myself. I’m so afraid this will be lifelong bc of how much of myself I’ve lost along the way, my friends, my joy, my hobbies, my self esteem etc. I’m in the process of trying to get approved for VRaylar because the cost is crazy out of pocket and I’m on Medicaid, my job doesn’t offer insurance and my son has special needs so Medicaid is what Ive been fortunate enough to get. But this med isn’t covered. I find myself obsessively searching these forums for medicine that has helped those with TREATment resistant depression it’s actually sick the amount of time I waste and I know everyone is different I just want to hear one story that hits home and makes me feel like there’s hope. In the meantime, aside from excersise and diet is there anything people do daily that has truly helped their negative way of thinking and been a positive thing in your journey.i struggle getting out of bed when i wake up is there A certain morning ritual that helps, or anything you do to complain less, Has anyone tried hypnosis for depression?im just throwing out general ideas looking for anything really I’m not opposed to anything at this point. Thanks for your help guys!!

Title,
Just got a call from my senior manager and due to 'budget reductions' I will no longer be a part of my current team/contract by the end of next month. Over the phone he said it was not performance related, but I have been on this contact for a little over a year and admittingly have had some disagreement with the direction of the project with leaders across teams in the recent weeks.
While I completely get the intital reaction should be 'start applying', and I absolutely will begin touching up my resume, the timelines just do not make sense. I was promoted to L2 at the end of Q1 this year and was given a double digit raise. I have been getting certifications, going to company socials, doing all the little consulting things that I thought were relevant. Now I just get a call out of the blue saying Ill be on the bench.
Anything besides beliving I am getting laid off is just coping right? I work as a tech consultant at a big firm so in theory I could move positions internally. I am just not following recieving zero feedback even slightly suggesting poor performance ever and just get a call one day. Senior says he will follow up in three weeks which I am guessing will be notice I am being let go.
Thoughts (or referrals, lol) are appricatited.

i'm working on a novel and would like to know if anyone could tell me any improvements i could make to the first chapter and prologue
Prologue
The day had started the same way it had for the past two years. The only difference was that I was going home. The hallway was crowded with people walking to and from their classes. Everyone was crowded next to each other so the halls were making the area feel claustrophobic. All the people talking mixed with the summer heat made me feel like I was locked in a sauna. I walked with Preston to the last class we would ever have together and as usual he was smiling. I never got why he always smiled even in situations where people should be sad he still smiled. He knew what today meant for me and he tried to keep light of the situation. I kept my head down away from what was ahead of me. My mind was too clouded about returning to see my family to notice anything in front of me. I walked into another student. It felt like I had walked into a wall. I knew immediately I had walked into tree. I stumble onto the ground and the commotion around me slows down to make room for us. He turned his bulky body around and apologized profusely without saying a word even though I had walked into him. He helped me off of the ground before hurrying down the hall.
“Alexandria, are you doing okay?” Preston said he had tilted his body downward so I had to look down to look him in his eyes. The way he was standing made him look like an idiot but he didn't seem to care. The way he acted made me laugh, which caused his smile to widen.
“I'm doing fine, just got lost in my head.”
“Thinking about how you’ll leave soon,” he said
“Was it that obvious?” He was the only person I told about me being an exchange student. I came to spend high school in Newkinawa and he was the only person I ever hung out with.
“I see what you mean,” he said “Newkinawa is a beautiful place with beautiful people to live in it…myself included”
“You wish,” I say with a smile we continue walking through the hallway “I'm just not excited to go back yet”
After I say that his smile grows wider “So you will miss me after all”
“I wouldn't say that much” I responded whilst smiling.
We had made it to our last class only to see it closed with a sign labeled “Uma incident” Uma was a student known for messing with the chemistry lab and destroying school property in the process. I've never actually met her but Preston says “She's a little weird but still nice”
“Guess class is canceled for today,” Preston remarked with a smile “Wanna go out to the court till the bell rings.”
“Sure let's go” I respond
The place we ate every day was outside. It used to be a tennis court before I moved in. Now they put trees and flowers all over the place. Preston really liked the blue color of the flowers but it just never clicked for me. I look over at Preston and he's staring up at the sky. There are a number of clouds in almost enough to block the sun but it still pokes its rays through and lands on Preston's face. The clouds swim in front of the sun till they block out the sun's light. Preston faces towards me.
“I'm gonna miss you Alexandria” he says
“You know you can just call me Alex,” I replied. I start to smile again. “I'll miss you too!" He smiles toward me again as we get up to leave as the clouds start to clump together and rain slowly falls. As we're walking back to the school there's a loud tearing sound followed by screams as the ground shakes.
The ground tears itself apart as the dirt and stone erupt from the ground. The sky blackens and a pale blue light escapes the earth. Then creatures erupt from the ground in a violent ejection from the earth creating a white pillar diffusing as they reach higher in the air. Some are clawing their way out of the cracks like maggots out of a corpse. People are swept into the updraft screaming for their lives.
The creatures descend like a tidal wave and tear apart any people caught in their path. They storm out of the crack in hundreds as more cracks in the earth form. Me and Preston started running away as people were screaming behind us. A girl running next to us has her legs slashed by a creature. The monster begins to tear open her chest as she chokes on her own blood. The monster shovels her lungs and innards into its decrepit mouth. Me and Preston keep running until we're met at the entrance of the school and we catch the attention of a monster as it begins to savagely rush toward us. The monster resembles ghosts my father told me about. But this one looks monstrously horrific. It floats in the air and opens its mouth so wide it nearly replaces its entire torso; its jaws hold savage teeth each the same old gray color of its body. Its eyes glow a rotten yellow color through the dark. It stretches out its arms showing its giant hands and claws like fingers. It swipes at us leaving a giant claw mark on the door behind us but Preston ducks my body down to avoid the attack. We run around it as the monster swaps its focus to another bystander. Screaming past us. Me and Preston run into the parking lot as people scream around us. We hide next to a car.
“What the hell is happening!?” I yell to Preston. More of the creatures fly over us and swoop down to people like vultures on roadkill devouring the fleeing people.
Preston starts to breathe heavily ”we need to get out of here and someplace safer”. As we were talking one of the monster phases through the car we were hiding next to forcing us to run into the street.
“Lets go to your house till things cool down” i say to Preston through panted breaths
“Wait couldn't we head to your house instead” Preston says.
“Why would that matter your house is closer anyways” i respond
“But-” Preston is interrupted by two creatures swooping above us to grab another person. The two monsters begin to pull the person apart while he writhes in pain before having his flesh be torn in half and having his organs be devoured.
“Come on lets go!!” I say as I grab his hand and run even faster.
By the time we reach Preston's house any living person is gone. On the street are just corpses laying torn and mutilated on the roads and sidewalk. The air in the neighborhood feels cold despite the season being summer. When I walk down the street I can still hear the occasional horrific wail the monsters give off. We move closer to Preston's house and I can see him sweating. He looked more worried than before when the creatures were chasing us and he kept darting his eyes away from his home.
“Preston, are you feeling okay?” he doesn't respond to my question and keeps darting his eyes. He walks slowly behind me and as I reach for the door handle and when I touch it it feels nearly freezing. I wrap my hoodie around my hand and slowly open the door. The house is quiet so me and Preston creep further into his house. The inside is cold and damp as if we were locked in a freezer. The further we move into the house the louder a subtle chewing sound is heard.
“It sounds like rats are eating a dead cow over there” I whisper. Preston continues to stay silent behind me. We slowly walk closer towards the kitchen and the sound gets louder and louder and louder until we reach the room.
We're met with a rancid smell of vomit and blood. My blood starts to run cold and every instinct in my body is telling me to run. I can feel Preston breathing get heavier as we get closer. We turn the corner and see Preston's mom lying on the ground dead with one of the creatures hunched over slurping her intestines. The sight causes me to vomit alerting the monster to our presence. The creature turns around and its mouth turns into a mortifying grin as it flies into Preston's moms body. The corpse begins to rise and spur splashing blood over the kitchen. When the corpse stops spasming it picks itself up from the ground and with glazed over eyes it holds its intestines in its hand and gives us the same grin it did when it was outside her body. The possessed corpse lunges at me and starts to chase me around the kitchen. The body is running into the walls and cabinets spraying its blood and other loose organs around the area as I'm avoiding its assault. The corpse leans over and ejects one of its loose intestines towards me, wrapping me in it. It pulls me towards it so fast I'm flung towards the ground. The corpse limbers over to me and raises its free hand aiming for my head. The creature's deranged smile causes the corpse’s cheeks to tear apart. It places both of its bloodied and demented hands on my face and starts to press my skull into the ground. I struggle to breathe. The room starts to get dark and blood escapes my head.
Until Preston jumps on top of his mothers corpse with a kitchen knife and repeatedly stabs it in the head. The possessed body tries to shake him off but he keeps stabbing, blood gets in on his face and tears start to escape his eyes. The creature violently ejects from the corpse's mouth causing her head to nearly explode and Preston stops stabbing the body. The body falls over in a splash of blood and organs. The monster leaves phasing through the roof leaving Preston crying over his mother's body. As the blood mixes with the tears he collapses to his knees crying. I walk over and hug him as the air around us turns bitter and the chill of death leaves the room and us with it.
Chapter 1 Eclipse
It's been 2 months since the apocalypse started. We've kept ourselves alive by looting grocery stores and houses, we hide from the creatures as we have no way to fight back against them. Preston came up with the idea to call them glanter’s. He’s looking better since we left his family home but I can tell something is wrong with him that he's not telling me. Everytime I ask him about it he tells me it's no big deal. I asked him earlier today and he just told me
“don't worry about it, I'm over it” without even looking at me. Now we're walking through the street and I'm walking behind Preston, I can barely see his head past the giant bag we're both carrying on our backs we use to carry supplies. I look up at the sky and it's still pitch black except for the moon giving us any amount of light. Preston turns around to face me.
“Let's check out that house, it might have some cool stuff in it” he points to a white house to our right. The house is a two story building with steps leading to the front door. There's a generator poking out from the backyard. The driveway is empty save for a couple of dried blood stains and tire marks. It's similar to the other houses in the neighborhood except for a couple broken windows.
“Sure why not” We head over to the house and I see something shining on the side of the house in the corner of my eye. I turn my head to look at it closer but it quickly disappears before I can see it clearly.
“Probably squirrel or something” I mumble to myself. Preston walks up the stairs to the house and I walk up the steps behind him as a breeze blows past my face. Preston tries to turn the door knob but the door is locked. I start to pull out a lockpick I grabbed at the store earlier. I motion towards Preston to move out of the way as I kneel down to pick the lock. It takes me a couple of minutes to unlock the door so I walk inside the house and Preston follows behind me while closing and locking the door. The doorway of the house leads to a dark room so I take a flashlight out of my bag to illuminate the area. Were put into the living room and bookshelves are on the walls and a large TV sat in front of a large black couch with smaller chairs surrounding it. Dust is covering every surface of the room and spiderwebs litter the corners of the walls. The area smells like moth balls and there's a lack of blood anywhere nearby.
“Guess the owners got out before the Glanter’s got in, '' I say to Preston. When he doesn't respond I turn around and he's already looking further into the house. When I find him he's managed to find a flight of stairs that lead to a lower portion of the house.
“I'll check on him later,” I think to myself as I headed towards the kitchen to see if we could restock on food. I walk past a bedroom and remark on how childish it looked. The walls were painted with blue and green stripes and a bunk bed sat on the right wall. There's a chest at the foot of the bed so I walk over and lift the top off of it. The box is layered with children's toys, a multitude of dolls, bears, and figures all jut out of the box. I notice a small robot toy and inspect it in my hands.
The cold metal makes my hand shiver and the sharp body shape makes the robot bigger than my hand. There's red lining around the robot's buttons surrounded by the cold gray of the robot's “skin”. It reminds me of a toy my little brother had. My heart feels heavy as I worry about what happened to my family. If they're alive, dead, or worse…possessed. The thoughts send a chill down my spine but I push them aside for now. I put the toy in my bag and exit the bedroom.
I can see the kitchen is down the hallway so I walk down the hall and enter. The kitchen is pretty clean except for a couple of dishes in the sink and the dust. There's a table seated for 3 people in the center of the room. I start opening the cabinets in search for any food or water. There's boxes of cereal leftover on top of shelves and a mix of chip bags and cookies in neat boxes stationed in the cabinets.
“Score,” I say to myself as I begin to put the snacks into my bag. When the cabinets are empty I look inside the fridge. The inside of the fridge ran out of power so most of the food inside is rotted. There are a couple of bottles of water in the front so I shove those in my bag. There's also a bag of oranges that still seem to be healthy in the back. I grab them and toss them on the table. There's rotten sandwich meat hidden in the drawer of the fridge.it smells like a dumpster outside of a butcher shop. I wrinkle my nose at the smell. I look around the kitchen for any bread with no luck.
I continue to look through the fridge until I hear Preston scream from another room. Immediately I bolt out of the kitchen leaving my bag behind and run towards the lower part of the house. I run down the stairs and nearly trip on the steps. The stairs lead to a big room. There are posters to tv shows and movies I don't recognize. The walls are painted black and there's a bear skin rug on the floor. I notice Preston standing next to a really big TV hyperventilating. I walk over to him and ask him.
“Are you ok? What happened?”
He talks through deep breaths “I… saw a… spider.”
“What?!” I respond in confusion.
“It was really big and I had jumped at my face”
“Sure it was.” I say while laughing “Let's go upstairs there's some food in the fridge we can eat”
“Wait, I think you should check this out.” He says while pointing towards one of the walls. I grab Preston's flashlight off the floor and face it towards the wall. Hanging halfway off the wall is a large map labeled Newkiwana scavenger hunt of 76.
“I think we should take it,” Preston says “You can read a map right?”
“A little but I'm not the best at it,” I say to him “can you read a map?”
“it shouldn’t be too hard it’s mainly pictures any way I'm sure I can figure it out”
I walk over to the wall where the map is hung there are trophies covering tables and shelved in their own personal cases one of them reads “1st place 100-meter swimming competition for 1986 Zack Hemmingway” and another one reads “2nd place 100-meter swimming competition for 1989 Zack Hemmingway”
“Guess this guy really liked swimming,” Preston remarks while staring at a wall of newspaper clippings. All of them are about the same person in swimming competitions. All labeled different things like “a new record for Zack “the dolphin” Hemmingway”,
‘Zach Hemmingway our star plans for the future” all the newspapers are about this kind he has paler skin and a bulky enough build to swim pretty well. Most of the pictures have him coming out of the water in a pool, his long black hair soaked and sitting at his shoulders. Another one has him sitting at a desk over a pile of books and his hair in a knot , “vicious wipeout ends the Dolphins career”, and “ex-swim champ Zack Hemmingway found in a drunken stupor outside strip club.
“Everyone has their own hobbies I guess,” I say as I take the map off of the wall and fold it up. “Sucks what happened to Zack though” I walked over to Preston’s bag and put the rolled map in one of the pockets. I walk back up the stairs and Preston grabs his bag and follows behind me.
We make our way towards the kitchen and Preston starts looking through the fridge for anything to eat. I grab an orange from the table and throw it at his head. The fruit bounces off his head and rolls on the floor. He turns around and grabs the fruit from the floor
“Why did you throw an orange at me?”
“It's the only food we have unless you plan on eating spoiled a sandwich“ He starts to peel it while walking towards the table. We both take a seat and start to eat the oranges from the bag. He plants his feet on top of the table and bites into the fully peeled orange. I grab a water bottle from a bag and start to drink from it as Preston says.
“I saw a dvd player in that man cave downstairs we could watch a movie if it still has power”
“Sure it could be fun.” Me and Preston spend the rest of our time eating until the bag of oranges is emptied and we head back downstairs. Preston grabs the DVD player from under the table and blows the dust off the top of it; he plugs it into the wall as I plop myself onto the couch. He plugs the DVD player into the TV and sits on the recliner next to me. He presses a few buttons on the remote and the TV lights up. I squint my eyes at how bright it is. It's the most amount of light I've seen that didn't come from a flashlight. I notice there's a box filled with DVDs. I pull the box over towards me. I ruffle through the box and see movies like Silence of the Lambs, Terminator 2, and Home alone.
“Dude some of these came out just before the world turned inside out” I say to him.
“Really? Let's play one.” He responds. I toss him Terminator 2 and he puts it into the DVD player.
We spend the next couple hours watching movies and laughing together. It's some of our only moments of peace we’ve had since the end of the world and to me it's the most fun I've had yet. We're putting in the next DVD when there's a loud crash outside and the TV shuts off. Preston goes behind it to see if it's still plugged in.
“I think the generator outside is busted” i say
“It seems that way” Preston replies while backing away from the tv” i'm gonna go check it out”
“Don't worry I got it” I say as I hop out of my chair. Preston waves goodbye as I head up the stairs. I make my way back through the hallway leading to the living room and front door. I reach the door and start to turn the knob. I open the door wide as a car speeds down the street. I step out of the door to see what had happened when I hear the screech of a glanter. It cuts through the sky like an unholy opera singer. A group of them fly by and chase the car as I rush back inside the house. I slam the door shut and look through the window as I see a couple of smaller glanters grab and shake the car violently looking for the driver. They tear at it, ripping off doors and breaking the windows. The driver screams as the seats cover with blood and he's ripped out of the car as multiple smaller glanters tear and bite off parts of his body like piranha's until his body is completely devoured. I run back to the man cave to warn Preston about what had happened. I spot him laying in his chair spinning a DVD disc on his finger.
“It's not safe outside right now”
“Why not?
“There's glanter's outside, they just ate a dude in his car”
“Did they see you come inside?”
“I don't think so , they flew off before I went inside.”
“well we're not dead so I'm gonna say they didn't see you. But let's stay here for a couple more hours just to be safe”
“Sounds good i'm gonna go find the master bedroom.” I start to walk back up the stairs to the house
“ Hold on why do you get the master bedroom” Preston says while walking after me.
“Because I'm gonna find it first” I say as I start to run to find the bedroom. He chases after me in pursuit of the bedroom. Me and Preston run around the house looking for the master bedroom. We look through room after room finding closets, the garage, a bathroom and a door leading to a balcony in the back of the house. I manage to run into the bedroom and yell out to Preston.``Found it!!”
He comes walking into the room breathing heavily from the running. We both check out the room. The walls are painted a cream yellow and the bed takes up most of the room's center. The bed has burgundy sheets poking out from its bottom and a quilt with multi-colored floral designs lay sprawled out on top of it. There's a wardrobe built into the wall and a black leather couch sits comfortably on the left wall.
“Dibs on the bed” I say as I jump on top of it. I stretch out on top of the quilt and search for a comfortable part to sleep in.
“Where am I supposed to sleep then?” Preston complains
“You can sleep on the couch it looks soft enough” I respond while pointing towards the couch “I saw some spare blankets in one of the closets”
“Alright i’ll be right back” he mumbles to himself “why do i always get the couch”
“ I'll be right here if you need me,” i call after him. I sit up on the bed and start to look around the room more. I notice the entrance to the wardrobe is cracked open slightly. I hop out of the bed and grab a flashlight from my bag as I walk into the wardrobe. I turn on my flashlight and stare in awe at how many clothes are in there. The room is only half as big as the bedroom but it's still bigger than any closet I've ever had. The wardrobe is full of shirts, dresses, pants, and shoes for men and women. I immediately start to look through the shoes to see if any fit my size. I throw a pair of black high heels behind me as Preston finds me in the wardrobe. He looks around before asking me.
“What are you doing?”
“Finding a new pair of clothes to wear cause I've been wearing the same pair of jeans for waaaaay too long”
“Fair enough. Is there any guy stuff in there?”
“Yeah right there” I hook my thumb behind me to point to the other end of the closet.
“I'm sure they won't mind if we take a couple of things…they're probably dead by now anyways,” Preston says with a slight grin on his face. The way he said made me spin my head to look at him but he was already on the opposite end of the wardrobe looking at suits.
I shake away the thought and continue looking for any pair of sneakers in my size. 40 minutes pass before I walk out of the wardrobe holding a new pair of jeans and a black guns-N-roses t-shirt. I toss the clothes on top of the bed and check to see if the shower in the bathroom still works. I turn the dial and wait for a moment. The shower head chokes a little before water comes pouring out. I reach my hand under the showerhead to feel the water. The water is cold, it causes my hand to shiver when I take it out. I shake the water off and say to myself.
“Good enough” as I start to take off my old clothes and get in the shower. The cold water bounces off my skin, it sends shivers down my spine but I still get the old dirt from the last few months off of me. I step out and see a couple of dry towels hanging off of the door. I grab one and dry my body off and grab another to wrap around my head and dry my hair. I step out of the bathroom and Preston is still inside the wardrobe. I put on my new clothes while his back is turned and walk over towards him when I'm finished.
“Still haven't found anything,” I ask him
He turns around “Nothing yet, the only thing interesting was this coat.” He holds a leather coat up to me. The coat is made of black leather and has a skull covered with blue flames on the back. There's a black shirt inside the coat with a skeleton hand making a thumbs-up embroidered on the front.
“ That's pretty cool, it's better than what you're wearing right now at least” he's outfitted in a blue hoodie with holes on the chest and tears at the sleeves. He also has a shirt with a faded picture of a blue flower printed on it.
“I guess you're right” he gets up from the floor and exits the wardrobe. He lays the clothes on the couch along next to the blanket and pillow he brought into the room.
“The shower works so you can get yourself clean In there,” I say to him
“You know, a shower sounds really good right now.” He gets up from the floor and grabs a pair of pajama pants that were laying next to him. He leaves the wardrobe and enters the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After a moment the water turns on and I hop on the bed to get ready to sleep. I squirm myself into the quilt and rest my head against one of the pillows. I shut my eyes and fall asleep listening to the passive sound of the shower like rain on a car.
I'm in a void. It feels like I'm standing in a puddle of water that reaches to my knees. I wade my way forward looking around for anything in the darkness. In the distance I can see 3 figures l. I moved closer to them and their silhouettes get clearer. I realize they are my dad and brothers. I start to run towards them kicking up water behind me until something grabs my leg. It pulls down violently forcing me under the water without a breath of air. I kick at the thing grabbing me until something grabs my other leg. I look down and see two glanter's each with a monstrous smile on their faces. They stare back at me and one of them tugs my leg harder than before and tears it off of my body. The water around me turns red as the glanter laugh's. The other smiles wider as it starts to fling me around the water forcing any air left in my lungs to be forced out as I scream in pain. The glanter throws me away and I can see my family slowly fade into the distance as I'm flown away.
I struggle to swim back to where I was, one of my legs is missing and the other is broken. The glanter's find me again and I try to get to the surface to escape them. I'm flapping my arms in any attempt to escape as one of the glanter's flies in front of me and grabs my arm. I look at the monster with tears in my eyes as it bites my arm and tears my body away from it. It flings my body away and with my remaining arm I clutch the wound as the water floods into my body leaving me in the void I started in. I look around and the glanter's seem to have left. I turn behind me and see my family again, this time I'm closer than before.
I grit my teeth and drag my body towards them slowly as I leave a trail of blood and tears behind me. I finally reach my family and grab one of my father's shoes. I stare up and he looks at me. His stare causes me to feel cold as a grotesque smile grows on his face. I stare in shock as my brothers each have the same look as my father.
I shoot up from my sleep panting heavily in a cold sweat.
“It was just a dream..just a dream…just a dream” I look at my hands as tears fall into them. I look around the room and see Preston sleeping peacefully on the couch. The room feels frozen in place as a chill runs down my spine. I get out of the bed and walk out of the bedroom. I make my way through the dark hallway and find the entrance to the balcony I saw earlier. I creak open the screen door and head outside. The Balcony is pretty large, about the size of the kitchen in the house. There are some chairs knocked over next to a table and I pick one up to sit on it. I look out into the expanse of the neighborhood, houses lined up next to each other, dozens broken apart by roads, and dead bodies scattered across the roads.
I look up in the sky and sit back in the chair. The sky looks empty except for the moon giving this world its only source of light. Without the moon, we’d be left in darkness. It hangs in the sky alone, no stars, no clouds, nothing but itself, and the void of the sky. I think back about the dream I had. My dad and my brother's all dead and possessed and then they kill me. I start to tear up thinking about it. I try to wipe away the tears but it’s no use. I'm too scared for my family. I don't know where they are if they're alive if they're worried about me I don't know anything! I start to quietly cry into my hands. I don't know how long I'm sitting there until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn my head to face it and I see Preston. He was smiling and looking at me. I turn away to wipe my tears and he walks next to me.
“I heard you sneaking out of the bedroom so I followed you to see where you were going.” he says “but that's not my question.” he pauses and looks at me “my question is what’s got you feeling so down?” he leans over the railing of the balcony
“It's nothing, I just came out here to clear my head.” I say as more tears escape from my eyes in big slow drops that ride down the sides of my face.
“if you don't feel like telling me you don't have to but i'll be here if you ever change your mind”. He looks up at the moon before turning to face me and his smile widens “I'll always be here with you…trust me I'm not going anywhere”
I stare up at him and wipe away my tears as a smile grows on my face to match his. I get up and stare over the balcony with him. “So where are we heading next?” I say to him, Preston pulls the map we got from the man cave downstairs out from his pocket.
“After I got out of the shower I decided to take a look at the map for anything interesting we could see.”
“Ok did you find anything?” i ask
“I did,” he points at a spot on the right of the map. “We should head to the museum”
“I didn't want to go to a museum before the apocalypse why would i want to go now?'' I ask him.
“Well the best part of museums is the cool stuff right”
“Yeah what about it”
“The only problem is that you could only look at the fossils and armor but you could never take them.”
“So you want to rob a museum?” Prestons eyes light up at the question
“Exactly they might have a really cool sword I could use, or I could sharpen a dinosaur tooth and use that as a weapon, there might be a cursed shield that can summon the dead to fight for you. This opportunity is too good to pass up. We need to go!”
“That does seem pretty cool but wouldn't carrying that stuff weigh us down. What if a glanter is chasing us and we can't run fast enough because of the stuff we took from the museum.”
“We’ll only take things that are light. Even then I could just block the glanter with my newly acquired 2000 year old shield.”
“Fair enough we can go in a couple hours” I yawn and stretch out my arms. “Cause I'm feeling way too tired to walk all the way over there right now.”
“Alright i'm heading back to my couch and THEN we’ll head out to the museum” he leaves the balcony and heads back to the master bedroom leaving me alone on the balcony.
“Thanks Preston I'm not leaving either” I say into the sky. I turn around and walk back inside the house, closing the balcony door behind me. I walk back into the bedroom and Preston is hunched over and holding a flashlight looking at the map. He’s drawing lines through roads and marking X’s in different areas.
“What are the X’s for?” i ask him
“They’re places that glanter’s usually stay around. I'm marking them off so we remember not to go through them, or at least be more cautious.”
“Cool. Did you find where we are right now?” He points to an area where the lines all converge out of.
“Right around here is where the neighborhood ends. So if we follow this path we can make it to the museum in one piece” I pat him on the back and take the map from his hands.
“Get some sleep Preston, we have a full day tomorrow” he grins to himself before laying down on the couch. I put the map back into my bag and hop on the bed to get to sleep. I cover my body in the quilt and roll over facing away from Preston as he falls asleep. I nestle myself into the bed and slowly fall asleep to get ready for the next day.
I'm awoken by Preston shaking the bed I'm sleeping on. My eyes open and the room is foggy, I wipe away the sleep from my eyes and focus my attention towards Preston. He's practically jumping out of his skin with excitement, he's already fully dressed for the trip and shaking the bed with a wide smile on his face.
“Ok ok i'm up the air feels heavy as a groggy feeling fills my body. I wipe my eyes and the room starts to clear up. I turn to face Preston. He's still shaking my bed to wake me up, he’s already fully dressed and nearly jumping out of his skin in excitement.
“Ok ok, i'm up you can stop shaking the bed” i say
“Then get up we’ve got a long walk ahead of us” he says as he stops shaking the mattress. He grabs the map from my bag and points to one of the red lines.
“We're gonna follow this way to the museum. We’ll move past the hotel around the ice skating rink and around the park. We’ll mainly stick to walking through the streets, we might have to go rooftop hopping to avoid any glanter’s if we see them but i'm sure we won’t reach that point.” he explains
“Wait, wait, wait, why are avoiding the skating rink and the park” i ask
“ everytime we go near the park there's weird noises and light coming out of it”
“And why can't we go to the ice skating rink?”
“I didn't think it would be important”
“It couldn't hurt to check it out at least”
“Fine we could make a detour”
“Ok and how do you plan on getting on top of roofs?”
“I'm sure we'll figure it out when we get to it”
“Ok man as long as you’re sure '' I yawn and step out of the bed. Preston starts to put the map in his bag. I walk into the bathroom with my clothes and change out of my pajamas. Minutes later I walk out and see Preston sitting on the couch twiddling his thumbs.
“Finally you're out” he smiles at me before handing me my bag and slinging it over his shoulder. We took a last look inside the kitchen to see if we missed anything. Afterwards we leave for the outside. The cold air bites at my face but Preston walks down the stairs, his face buried in the map. I jog to catch up to him as we both head into the street.
“Hey Preston, could I see the map?”
“Sure” he hands over the map and continues walking. I look at the map and the numerous lines drawn on roads. I look at the corner of the map and notice a small map key with numerous symbols for different areas like a library, school, hospital, and more. There's even a way to tell how far away each location is. The text reads “1 inch=5 miles” I quickly count how far we are from the museum.
“Dude this museum is like 100 miles away.”
“Yep it'll be a long walk, it'll take us a while to get there”
“Did you plan on us walking there the whole time?”
“We might find bikes or something.” he pauses “well i did think we would walk the whole way”
“This is gonna take us weeks to get there!”
“Did you have anything else planned?”
“Well…i guess not but we should still try to find some bikes or something”
“Ok if we see any way to travel faster we’ll take it”
“Alright cool” I hand him the map back and he folds it back up and puts it in his bag. We walk further until we leave the gated neighborhood we started in. Preston takes the map back out and looks at it before he turns right and continues walking. I follow him staring forward at the expanse of the road. The outside of the neighborhood is surrounded by roads all leading to different parts of Newkinawa. We walk past a sign that reads “Coretown 20 miles ahead” I nudge Preston towards the sign and he checks the map again.
“Yep, the museum’s in Coretown. Would you believe the residents were pretty proud of it. Should be a fun place to explore” he says
“Yeah but it’ll take us a million years to get there.” i complain
“Lighten up, I'm sure it will be worth it”. We continue walking down the road slowly making our way to Coretown.

So I 100% understand the debate between MGA quality and Mattel quality. I do think I stand with alot of doll collectors that many of the Skullector dolls are not worth their price for the quality we get, but despite that I know theres still a fondness in my heart for them.
I grew up with G1 of Monster High, I was still into dolls when the switch to G2 happened. Alot of my G1 dolls have the famous wonk and bug eyed look. Looking at them now I cringe a bit because I know they could look better. However I really hold them fondly in my heart for their wonk, or their gluey heads, and wobbly limbs.
I am also a big fan of MGAs Rainbow High dolls but despite what Ive seen from MANY collectors they are not 1000% better than Mattel. Especially not with the focus 100% shifting to Bratz, in fact it makes me VERY mad to see the quality of a doll line suffer so a different toy gets a bigger budget, but my Rainbow High dolls aren't perfect.
Even with G1, I cannot properly write down how excited I was to know that monster high was coming back. And I was there in my target when they first put g1 on the shelves, and I have absolutely ADORED the changes made to my favorite characters. Yes I do miss certain things but I as an ADULT feel like my inner child has been handed this gift of, "I see you, and these characters are like you." Like to see Abbey be released as a Tall, Curvy doll, I felt like I was praying for a Tall, Curvy doll to be released for Barbie because I wanted to see a little girl light up about buying one and I still dont feel like I ever saw that. Sure sometimes the G3 quality is a bit sad and our favorite Ideas dont get put onto a doll, look at g3 Catty for example, however Monster High hasn't been known for its fabric boots or fabric bags, to me they've been known for the storytelling they have managed to create through these toys.
What I am struggling with is this idea that I have to Love one or the other more. And Ive seen it from big creators that they seem to shame people for liking both, (MGA vs Mattel.) I'm hoping that other people maybe feel the same way I do that a rivalry over quality of a toy is pretty stupid. Sure Quality is what you want to look for as a collector but the argument of MGA vs Mattel feels worn out and dry.
What do ya'll think?

Hi Everyone, I got a 2004 Honda Civic with auto transmission and 200k miles (motor has 40k miles) for free from a relative. One issue this car has is the auto transmission slips when taking off as you can see in this video: https://youtu.be/QYd2vypZLT4
As you see I have to rev the motor to 2000 rpm in order to launch from stand still. Transmission fluid level was low so I filled it up with Lucas Transmission Fix and things got a little bit better but slipping is still there along with flashing green light at D range in instrument cluster.
I scanned OBD codes and got P2770: torque converter clutch circuit high. Searching about 2770 on the internet points to replacing torque converter clutch solenoid switch. I would like to ask you if you have had this issue before. Judging from the youtube video, will changing both solenoid switch A and B fix or improve this slipping or do you think I need a new transmission? Thank you for your opinion!