My gf and I are long distance and see one another once a week every month. We have gotten along great and resolve arguments in a rather mature fashion. We have biweekly talks about any concerns, positive things and the overall progression of our relationship. She has introduced me to everyone except her father, who I will be meeting in about a week for her graduation. We are both middle eastern and both take this relationship seriously with a future in mind.
She broke up with her boyfriend of 4 years around May /June 2022. His name was Adam. She proceeded to date someone named Mike as a rebound (these are her own words) until around September 2022.
She’s stated she’s truly in love with me, that I’ve treated her better than everyone else she’s met and she’s made efforts to send gifts, be thoughtful and verbally/physically show appreciation. She FaceTimes me every single night and she voluntarily shared her location with me. She has not posted me on social media yet but she plans to in a week when I see her again in order to basically make it known that she’s taken.
My gut feeling, which could be due to paranoia, is ringing alarms and waving the red flags based off her previous relationship with Mike. She directly said she saw no future with him and that she was just with him to move on from Adam. Once she realized he took the relationship very seriously, she broke it off.
My gf still has her ex Adam on social media. Her likes her pictures, posts stories about how his heart is broken and he clearly is referring to her. I asked her why she wouldn’t consider removing him and she stated that she doesn’t see a reason to remove him. She still likes his pictures (most recent in January) and it seems like she might still have some feelings there.. she has a hidden folder she’s showed me with hundreds of pictures of them together but also pictures of herself. I asked her if she would delete them and she said yes. She told me she deleted all pics of them together from 2022 but there are so many that she doesn’t have time to sit and delete which I understand.
My head is spinning because on one hand she says she’s deeply into me and she talks about our future but on the other hand I’m seeing these red flags or maybe I’m just being paranoid? Please help me.

• [ ] Do you think I’m a rebound?
• [ ] How can I approach her about this- what do you recommend I say to not seem accusatory but rather to try and make sure we are on the same page.
• [ ] I would like for her to remove him from social media as he still tries giving her attention and clearly is into her.

Me (19f) and my boyfriend (22m) have been together since january 2022, we started having sex a month later and in the first few months it was great - i usually had one or two orgasms and he did too. Unfortunately he made me bleed every time while fingering me so we stopped doing that for about a month or two (id say that was around april) but i was still enjoying it and got wet. He doesnt really know how to eat pussy or rub the clit so i didnt have any orgasms, he got around 2 or 3 every time but i didnt mind much. I was starting to be a little unhappy with sex so he started fingering me again, he was more careful so i didnt bleed as much and it was nice. Everything was great until august. All of a sudden i couldnt reach orgasm with him. I read about it online a lot and i saw that womens orgasms are more emotional so i thought it might be that. In july when we were on vacation in his hometown he made a joke about not minding breaking up and i cried for a few days. Luckily, that issue got resolved in a few days but after that i just couldnt orgasm. I also read that it could be due to stress or mental illness, i was diagnosed with depression and bipolar around 2016 and was on meds but the doctors here are really bad so nothing helped and eventually i just stopped treating it in 2019 and pretended it doesnt exist haha. Through september untill november i went through a stage where i starved myself quite a lot and i stopped getting wet as much. I noticed around mid-december when i started taking care of myself again and eating more sex felt a looooot better and i got wet more so i was really happy about that. Unfortunately i was doing very bad at school which caused suicidal thoughts which caused me being bad at school and so on, that lasted from september until january and in january i started feeling much better. In january it was also supposed to be our anniversary and i was super excited for it i loved him a lot and i couldnt wait to spend a few days with him celebrating and having fun. Unfortunately it wasnt fun at all. It all felt forced, like he didnt actually want to be there. A week or so later i admitted i wasnt happy at all during our anniversary, he actually said he kinda forgot about it and he was tight on money so he didnt give me a gift which made me a little sad because i handmade my gift for him for free. We decided to re-do our anniversary date on valentines day and it was a little better i think, i honestly dont remember what we did. We actually bought lube in february because i couldnt get wet anymore. We thought it was some sort of problem with me and my body but now i realize it was just him not doing ANY sort of foreplay. He thought i would be ready with 2 minutes of kissing and somehow i didnt see anything wrong with it. I told him i want him to touch me more after around 2 months of that the no foreplay business and i started producing just barely enough wetness so we can have sex. Its not like i cant communicate, on multiple occasions i gave him whole lists and details of all the things he could do to get me turned on and i specifically mentioned touching my clit. I think he did that only 2 times and stopped again. During sex i also tell him what feels nice and doesnt. Now we havent had sex in about a month because i had a pregnancy scare and he was scared it would happen again so i didnt force him. He still accepted blowjobs and handjobs, which i gave to him every time we saw each other because i just liked seeing him enjoying himself. Unfortunately he touched me only once in the last month. All this combined is making me dread having sex with him. Last night i told him (in the nicest way i could) i wasnt very happy with our sex life, i felt really bad because he said hes trying, even if he doesnt do absolutely anything to prove it which makes me a little mad, and hes been doing a little bad himself but he says that everytime i mention i want him to try and please me more. I dont even think im asking for a lot, i just want him to kiss my body more, hold my hips and try to touch my clit a little. I feel like its slowly ruining our relationship because i resent him for getting pleasure and orgasms every time we hang out and yet he rarely touches me. He says he knows what i want and like yet he rarely does them and often times he does things i dont like.
Sooooo what should i do? How do i reach orgasm again? How do i make sex good again?

Hi, I’m from wales. In the beginning of April my boyfriend (22) was on his way home from work and his phone fell out of his phone holder, he caught it and put it back in place and continued driving. After being home for about 10minuted or so a police officer arrived at the house. He’d been doing a traffic stop on the opposite side of the road at the time my boyfriends phone fell. He accused him of being on his phone videoing the officer, after trying to explain what actually happened the officer looked him dead in the eye and said ‘well quite frankly I don’t believe you.’ ‘I’m fed up of coming to RTCs in this area because of drivers like you’. The officer told him he’d have a letter in 13-28 days about any fine/points, and left. After two months the letter finally arrived. The standard for being caught of your phone while driving is 6points and a £200 fine, for most of us that’s not too bad, however my boyfriend has only been driving since November 2022, which means his license will be revoked and these points will still be there when he gets a new license.
My reasons for this post is, does anyone think this is worth appealing? Has anyone been in a similar situation, appealed and been lucky? Or should he just accept it? I know the laws now say that even touching your phone while driving will result in a fine but this all seems a bit unfair. TIA

My boyfriend has been sick 3 times in the last month and a half.
Demographic info: Gender: M Age: 29 Weight: 155 Height: 5’9”
Recurrent symptoms: Fatigue Cough Headache
Current symptoms: Fatigue Cough and coughing induced vomiting Fever Loss of appetite
He is negative for Covid, Flu, bronchitis, and pneumonia
He suffered from similar symptoms in high school and was sick for months off and on. The illness was never diagnosed.
What could this be?
Possibly relevant medical history:
Summer 2022, pain and pressure while urinating. Low urinary output. Lasted for 2 months. Tested negative for UTI.
Sunlight sensitivity (ongoing). Sneezes in the sun, develops a rash on his chest from direct sun exposure. NOT a sunburn. He is Italian decent with olive skin and just tans without burning.
Became ill before he was one month old. Almost died. The doctors never diagnosed the illness but I know that he had a LP. Thankfully he miraculously got better.

Just over 23 years have passed since the hot late summer evening when 28-year-old Roberta Martucci disappeared into thin air. Since that 20 August 1999, all trace of this young woman has been lost. Those who did not know her may remember the description given to advance the search: brown curly hair, a dazzling smile, a black floral skirt, high-heeled shoes, and a grey jacket.
Roberta’s disappearance revolves around the Apulian towns of Torre San Giovanni di Ugento, the small village where the girl lived and from where she left on her car that August evening, and Gallipoli, the seaside town to which she was heading to meet a friend, with whom she was supposed to go shopping.
Who was Roberta? According to her sister Lorella – who is largely responsible for the reopening of the case and the charge against a man close to Roberta – she was a serene girl with no known troubles; she had recently left her longtime boyfriend, with whom she remained on good terms. Roberta was the last of five daughters and she was employed in a retirement community. She lived with her mother and some of her sisters. For several months now, she had been friends with two girls from Gallipoli, Rory and Cinzia.

Timeline & events

• August 20, 1999, around 8:00 am: Roberta is spending a few days of vacation. It is the day her sister Sabrina returns from Bologna where she is studying at the local university. Roberta is preparing to go to the beach with her aunt and uncle and her sister Gina.
• 9:00 am: According to phone records, Roberta receives a phone call that lasts approximately 5 minutes.
• 9:30 am: Roberta receives a second call but this time it’s 45 minutes long. Roberta is seen walking away from her relatives gesticulating, pacing up and down the beach – she seems to be arguing animatedly.
• Having finished the call, Roberta returns to her relatives and spends the day; she seems serene. During lunch with her aunt and uncle and her mother Roberta says she would use the car in the evening in order to go to a party in Gallipoli.
• 8:20 pm: Roberta dresses to go out; she borrows a skirt from her sister Lorella. She is wearing a gray pearl top, has a bare back, and puts on her gold earrings with a blue stone to which she matches a gray hand-knit jacket. Sabrina asks Roberta for a ride in her car. The two leave the house, drive away in the white Fiat Uno but Roberta will never return.
• 8:45 pm: Roberta and Sabrina are in the car together. Roberta answers a call saying, "Hi, Rory, if you want to believe Cinzia go ahead, I can’t talk right now." Sabrina’s friend’s house is 200 meters from the Martucci’s.
• 9:30 pm: Rory (the friend with whom Roberta is to meet) is agitated because she’s running late and it’s not like her at all. Rory tries to call Roberta, but her phone turns out to be off.
• 11 pm: Rory writes a message to her friend “ROBERTA NON FARE SCHERZI”.
• August 21, 1999, around 3 am: Roberta’s cell phone rings three times, then it will remain off forever.
• in the afternoon: Several of Roberta’s family members are questioned by police. Her uncle and her aunt mention the two calls Roberta had answered on the morning of the 20th. Her brother-in-law Donato tells about seeing her agitated in this circumstance.
• August 23, 1999: A note is delivered to Donato’s sister’s workplace: “Hi I’m Roberta I wanted to tell you that I’m alive.”
• August 24, 1999: A call comes to the Carabinieri station: the owner of Bar Stella, located on Via Genova in Gallipoli, reports that the white Fiat Uno mentioned in the newspapers is parked in front of the bar. The man is adamant about the fact that the car was not there the night before.
• The doors of the car are closed except for the driver’s. The ignition keys (the only set of keys for the car according to the Martucci family) and registration are missing. All that remains of Roberta is her gray knit jacket on the back seat of the car. No fingerprints are detected inside the cabin, but a handwritten note is found: “I love you my sweet love.” Roberta’s car is located near the home of Rory and the workplace of Cinzia.
• September 6, 1999: Donato makes a spontaneous statement to the Carabinieri again. He tells them that he drove past via Genova on August 23 at 10:30 p.m. and did not see Roberta’s Fiat Uno.
• January 15, 2000: Casarano Carabinieri draw up a restitution report in favor of Laudina, sister of Roberta and wife of Donato, and Laudina drives the car to the home of his mother, Concetta, where she parks it. Concetta will use the car in the next months. The car is released without ignition keys and registration.
• August 2000: The car is scrapped by Laudina.

Follow-up

In the following months, there are several reports about Roberta. A viewer of the well-known TV program Chi l’ha visto? claims to have seen her at a famous club in Milan. A mythomaniac swears he saw her eating a Viennetta at a local restaurant. A young woman even comes forward claiming to have seen Roberta in a dream, according to her murdered and then hidden in a trullo (a traditional Apulian dry stone hut with a conical roof). There is also no shortage of notes delivered to family or authorities – in addition to the one found in the car, a fax arrives to a Taranto newspaper: “Roberta Martucci alive, poor health condition, change life change life change life, leave her alone, she will only be heard from by family members.”
In 2007, Lecce prosecutor's office received another fax accusing Roberta’s two friends, Rory and Cinzia, and recommending that they be “thrown in jail” for a few months to make them talk: “Regarding Roberta’s sad story, I inform you that she is now gone, but the truth in detail can only be given to you by those two friends in Gallipoli. They know everything.”
Investigators, evidently struggling, nevertheless try to explore some leads, including that of drug-fueled parties in Gallipoli (initially suggested nine months after Roberta’s disappearance by Donato, who was allegedly told by a friend of his about Roberta’s unsavory acquaintances). Rory and Cinzia are investigated – to the point of driving them away from the city – but this trail leads nowhere. The investigators are sure, though, that the two girls have minimized their relationship with Roberta. Repentant mafiosi from Salento and Calabria are heard by the police, but they cannot help the investigation. The hypothesis of a jealous ex-boyfriend is also discarded.
In 2007, seven years after Roberta’s disappearance, Donato is heard. He tells the investigators he and Laudina received the car registration from the Carabinieri of Casarano when the latter released Roberta’s car. Concerning the ignition keys, he tells they already had a copy. On June 13, 2018, Donato is heard once again (this time as a suspect, the first in this case): he tells he doesn’t remember anything about the car registration and the ignition keys. When confronted with the spontaneous statement he made eleven years before, he tells the investigators he doesn’t remember anything about it, but he’s now sure the car was released without keys. On June 14, 2018, a conversation between Donato and his wife is intercepted: the former threatens to harm himself in case the investigation implicates him.
In 2019, on the TV program Chi l’ha visto?, Sabrina confided that she had been sexually abused by her brother-in-law Donato since she was 16 years old; she also says she admitted the fact to her sister Roberta. (This circumstance is confirmed by Donato, but too much time has now passed for him to be prosecuted for this crime under Italian law.) Criminologists Isabel Martina and Roberta Bruzzone, together with Roberta’s sister Lorella, have in the meantime made the investigators reopen the case – they argue that Donato is directly involved in the disappearance and that Sabrina’s allegations are crucial to understanding his motive. Roberta's family is now split in two: on one side Lorella and Sabrina, on the other side the remaining two sisters and the mother, who defend Donato.
In 2022, Roberta’s case is dismissed and so is the charge against Donato. The preliminary hearing judge writes in his motivations report that “there are mere suspicions and conjectures against the suspect that are not supported by concrete and precise factual data that would support an accusation deserving of trial consideration”; he also argues that there could have been another set of car keys.

Key questions

• Were there really two sets of car keys?
• According to the scrapper, the car was handed over with registration and ignition keys. Who had them?
• Why was the car scrapped if it was only 2 years old?
• Is it significant that Roberta disappeared on the very day Sabrina returned from Bologna?
• Why did Roberta tell her family she was going to a party when her friends say they simply had to go shopping?
• Let’s even say that Donato is implicated in some way. Would he have been stupid enough to give his wife the original keys and registration to allow her to take the car back to her mother?

Sources

Mentre Morivo puntata #26 - La Morte di Roberta Martucci
A Pista Fredda - Il Caso di Roberta Martucci
Chi l'ha visto? - La scomparsa di Roberta Martucci - 13/02/2019

unsure crush
TL;DR: friend turned into kinda crush, she feels the same but is "unsure"
It´s a bit long and english isn´t my first language. Sorry for that in advance.
I (M,21) and her (F21) became friends in university 2 years ago. We studied for several classes together and had to repeat one class during the pandemic, which kinda brought us a bit closer. Fast forward to late summer of 2022 she opened up to me about her dog passing away recently and that she broke up with her ex boyfriend around march/april.
She was going through a rough time, so I offered to invite her to eat ice cream, which was a small gesture she appreciated. From this point everything is going very fast. No one caught romantic feelings but we are becoming pretty good friends. Hence, some common friends even asked if we were a couple or suggested that we´d be a great couple, this was around September 2022.
Since we hit it off so well and hearing the ideas of our friends I began to think about a relationship with her but I was aware that she wasn´t over her ex yet. However, late September I asked if she could imagine something between us in the future, suggesting that I´d wait until she is ready. She admitted to share the thought but rejected me.
That was fine though, I did not develop much feelings so I was okay with that but with time texts and meetups were more frequent and longer. The texts were very relationship-ish: telling me she´s on her way home, going out with her dog and I would do the same etc. also, she´d make the effort to walk from one building to another building after her class just to see me for like 5 min before I have to go to class.
There are also plenty of examples that show our couple-like behavior. First person to text when something happens? her and vice versa. When we meet, I always pick her up and drive her back home. But now comes the confusing and frustrating part...
We met like 2 weeks ago. We were taking a walk and she started to talk about relationships. She told me that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me and doesn´t want to lead me on. I answered, that I was aware of the fact, that she doesn´t want a relationship with me and that I am happy to be her friend. During the conversation she said something along the lines "I also don´t want you to be/feel like a placerholder until I meet someone and I don´t want to hurt you" but she also repeated herself that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me. I got the hint and tried to dig a bit deeper, trying to find out whats making her so unsure.
She didn´t open up, but I told her that she can´t control her emotions and if she doesn´t have feelings for me it is okay. I tried to reassure her that I am not mad or anything like that but eventually she told me her concern.
We have different cultural backgrounds. The culture of her Ex is closer to her culture than mine (I am not naming the cultures bc I am afraid this post could be pointed out due to the specifity). She explained to me how her Exes family was kinda harassing/bullying her and that she´s afraid to relive that again. Due to the increased cultural difference she thinks that it´s more likely.
I told her that I won´t accept anyone hurting her and that her wellbeing is the top priority. I agreed, that it might be challenging at first but not to such an extent that I will be disowned by my family or something like that. She said that her family would probably accept me, so the problem is more on my side. She was really hurt by her Ex and his family. I felt bad for her and told her that whatever she decides is the right decision and that I don´t want her to feel pain or even think of the fear that comes along with that. It felt like I was persuading her to tell me no. Eventually she sticked to her first decision and said no again.
Before she opened up, we were talking in the car and I mentioned that we´d have to minimize contact, because I am close to falling for her, which she didn´t really like. I experienced a lot of shit with abandonment and abuse in my past, so I feel like I have no choice but to protecting myself, especially from the scenario of her getting a bf and dropping me.
Couple of days later I was less avaliable but still friendly and behaving/talking normal to her. On tuesday she saw me for like 5 minutes before class, we were in a group of friends. Later at home I got a text from her saying that I looked sad today and if I am alright.
We agreed to call and talk. I was honest about dealing with the rejection but also mentioned other stuff bothering me right now (family health, work, uni). I also told her how the placeholder thing didn´t leave my mind and that if we keep things as they are I will inevitably be a placeholder, despite the both of us not wanting that. She kinda didn´t understand that fully.
She asked if I have a crush on her and I said "yes, kinda I am really close to falling for you or having like a real crush" and she said that she feels the same... but is unsure. I was so frustrated and confused but I took a deep breath and we talked again about the family topic, trying to reassure her. I also said that I am thinking about no contact for a while, so I can sort out my feelings and head, get all the shit done that needs to be done and come back as a good friend with no more intention of being a potential romantic partner. After I said that she again told me that she is unsure and that she needs time to think. She also explained to me that the next day she was thinking to herself if it was the right decision to reject me.
I told her if she needs time I will give her time to think and she said that she´s free next week to really think about this (I am pretty sure it´s because she wants to meet with her bff beforehand). Furthermore she asked if we can start no contact next week, which also got me like ??? she also said that the answer is most probably NO. I am at a loss right now.
At this point confusion is confused and I am also using the word unsure. I asked her what would help her. Keeping contact to get to know me even more? No contact to kinda see how it is for the both of us being apart (which she kinda found awkward). Hell, I also told her that I can talk to my parents about the topic in general and tell her what they´d have told me. But she didn´t like that and didn´t want to decide if we go no contact or keep it.
So I made the decision and said we go no contact and that she can think without being influenced by me. The ball is in her court now and we haven´t talked/texted since tuesday and it is torturing me. On the first hand I really like her, she is amazing and I´d do everything for her, I even told her that. I also was kinda there for her as a friend several tiomes and told her, that if as friends I am so invested in her wellbeing how it would be if she is my girlfriend?
Also do I want to be with someone who isn´t sure about me? Is there some other (personal) reason she doesn´t want to mention, because she doesn´t want to hurt me? Is something wrong with me? I was kicking depressions ass but now it´s getting kinda too much and my depression is now the one who is kicking (my) ass.

unsure crush
TL;DR: friend turned into kinda crush, she feels the same but is "unsure"
It´s a bit long and english isn´t my first language. Sorry for that in advance.
I (M,21) and her (F21) became friends in university 2 years ago. We studied for several classes together and had to repeat one class during the pandemic, which kinda brought us a bit closer. Fast forward to late summer of 2022 she opened up to me about her dog passing away recently and that she broke up with her ex boyfriend around march/april.
She was going through a rough time, so I offered to invite her to eat ice cream, which was a small gesture she appreciated. From this point everything is going very fast. No one caught romantic feelings but we are becoming pretty good friends. Hence, some common friends even asked if we were a couple or suggested that we´d be a great couple, this was around September 2022.
Since we hit it off so well and hearing the ideas of our friends I began to think about a relationship with her but I was aware that she wasn´t over her ex yet. However, late September I asked if she could imagine something between us in the future, suggesting that I´d wait until she is ready. She admitted to share the thought but rejected me.
That was fine though, I did not develop much feelings so I was okay with that but with time texts and meetups were more frequent and longer. The texts were very relationship-ish: telling me she´s on her way home, going out with her dog and I would do the same etc. also, she´d make the effort to walk from one building to another building after her class just to see me for like 5 min before I have to go to class.
There are also plenty of examples that show our couple-like behavior. First person to text when something happens? her and vice versa. When we meet, I always pick her up and drive her back home. But now comes the confusing and frustrating part...
We met like 2 weeks ago. We were taking a walk and she started to talk about relationships. She told me that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me and doesn´t want to lead me on. I answered, that I was aware of the fact, that she doesn´t want a relationship with me and that I am happy to be her friend. During the conversation she said something along the lines "I also don´t want you to be/feel like a placerholder until I meet someone and I don´t want to hurt you" but she also repeated herself that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me. I got the hint and tried to dig a bit deeper, trying to find out whats making her so unsure.
She didn´t open up, but I told her that she can´t control her emotions and if she doesn´t have feelings for me it is okay. I tried to reassure her that I am not mad or anything like that but eventually she told me her concern.
We have different cultural backgrounds. The culture of her Ex is closer to her culture than mine (I am not naming the cultures bc I am afraid this post could be pointed out due to the specifity). She explained to me how her Exes family was kinda harassing/bullying her and that she´s afraid to relive that again. Due to the increased cultural difference she thinks that it´s more likely.
I told her that I won´t accept anyone hurting her and that her wellbeing is the top priority. I agreed, that it might be challenging at first but not to such an extent that I will be disowned by my family or something like that. She said that her family would probably accept me, so the problem is more on my side. She was really hurt by her Ex and his family. I felt bad for her and told her that whatever she decides is the right decision and that I don´t want her to feel pain or even think of the fear that comes along with that. It felt like I was persuading her to tell me no. Eventually she sticked to her first decision and said no again.
Before she opened up, we were talking in the car and I mentioned that we´d have to minimize contact, because I am close to falling for her, which she didn´t really like. I experienced a lot of shit with abandonment and abuse in my past, so I feel like I have no choice but to protecting myself, especially from the scenario of her getting a bf and dropping me.
Couple of days later I was less avaliable but still friendly and behaving/talking normal to her. On tuesday she saw me for like 5 minutes before class, we were in a group of friends. Later at home I got a text from her saying that I looked sad today and if I am alright.
We agreed to call and talk. I was honest about dealing with the rejection but also mentioned other stuff bothering me right now (family health, work, uni). I also told her how the placeholder thing didn´t leave my mind and that if we keep things as they are I will inevitably be a placeholder, despite the both of us not wanting that. She kinda didn´t understand that fully.
She asked if I have a crush on her and I said "yes, kinda I am really close to falling for you or having like a real crush" and she said that she feels the same... but is unsure. I was so frustrated and confused but I took a deep breath and we talked again about the family topic, trying to reassure her. I also said that I am thinking about no contact for a while, so I can sort out my feelings and head, get all the shit done that needs to be done and come back as a good friend with no more intention of being a potential romantic partner. After I said that she again told me that she is unsure and that she needs time to think. She also explained to me that the next day she was thinking to herself if it was the right decision to reject me.
I told her if she needs time I will give her time to think and she said that she´s free next week to really think about this (I am pretty sure it´s because she wants to meet with her bff beforehand). Furthermore she asked if we can start no contact next week, which also got me like ??? she also said that the answer is most probably NO. I am at a loss right now.
At this point confusion is confused and I am also using the word unsure. I asked her what would help her. Keeping contact to get to know me even more? No contact to kinda see how it is for the both of us being apart (which she kinda found awkward). Hell, I also told her that I can talk to my parents about the topic in general and tell her what they´d have told me. But she didn´t like that and didn´t want to decide if we go no contact or keep it.
So I made the decision and said we go no contact and that she can think without being influenced by me. The ball is in her court now and we haven´t talked/texted since tuesday and it is torturing me. On the first hand I really like her, she is amazing and I´d do everything for her, I even told her that. I also was kinda there for her as a friend several tiomes and told her, that if as friends I am so invested in her wellbeing how it would be if she is my girlfriend?
Also do I want to be with someone who isn´t sure about me? Is there some other (personal) reason she doesn´t want to mention, because she doesn´t want to hurt me? Is something wrong with me? I was kicking depressions ass but now it´s getting kinda too much and my depression is now the one who is kicking (my) ass.

unsure crush
TL;DR: friend turned into kinda crush, she feels the same but is "unsure"
It´s a bit long and english isn´t my first language. Sorry for that in advance.
I (M,21) and her (F21) became friends in university 2 years ago. We studied for several classes together and had to repeat one class during the pandemic, which kinda brought us a bit closer. Fast forward to late summer of 2022 she opened up to me about her dog passing away recently and that she broke up with her ex boyfriend around march/april.
She was going through a rough time, so I offered to invite her to eat ice cream, which was a small gesture she appreciated. From this point everything is going very fast. No one caught romantic feelings but we are becoming pretty good friends. Hence, some common friends even asked if we were a couple or suggested that we´d be a great couple, this was around September 2022.
Since we hit it off so well and hearing the ideas of our friends I began to think about a relationship with her but I was aware that she wasn´t over her ex yet. However, late September I asked if she could imagine something between us in the future, suggesting that I´d wait until she is ready. She admitted to share the thought but rejected me.
That was fine though, I did not develop much feelings so I was okay with that but with time texts and meetups were more frequent and longer. The texts were very relationship-ish: telling me she´s on her way home, going out with her dog and I would do the same etc. also, she´d make the effort to walk from one building to another building after her class just to see me for like 5 min before I have to go to class.
There are also plenty of examples that show our couple-like behavior. First person to text when something happens? her and vice versa. When we meet, I always pick her up and drive her back home. But now comes the confusing and frustrating part...
We met like 2 weeks ago. We were taking a walk and she started to talk about relationships. She told me that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me and doesn´t want to lead me on. I answered, that I was aware of the fact, that she doesn´t want a relationship with me and that I am happy to be her friend. During the conversation she said something along the lines "I also don´t want you to be/feel like a placerholder until I meet someone and I don´t want to hurt you" but she also repeated herself that she isn´t sure about a relationship with me. I got the hint and tried to dig a bit deeper, trying to find out whats making her so unsure.
She didn´t open up, but I told her that she can´t control her emotions and if she doesn´t have feelings for me it is okay. I tried to reassure her that I am not mad or anything like that but eventually she told me her concern.
We have different cultural backgrounds. The culture of her Ex is closer to her culture than mine (I am not naming the cultures bc I am afraid this post could be pointed out due to the specifity). She explained to me how her Exes family was kinda harassing/bullying her and that she´s afraid to relive that again. Due to the increased cultural difference she thinks that it´s more likely.
I told her that I won´t accept anyone hurting her and that her wellbeing is the top priority. I agreed, that it might be challenging at first but not to such an extent that I will be disowned by my family or something like that. She said that her family would probably accept me, so the problem is more on my side. She was really hurt by her Ex and his family. I felt bad for her and told her that whatever she decides is the right decision and that I don´t want her to feel pain or even think of the fear that comes along with that. It felt like I was persuading her to tell me no. Eventually she sticked to her first decision and said no again.
Before she opened up, we were talking in the car and I mentioned that we´d have to minimize contact, because I am close to falling for her, which she didn´t really like. I experienced a lot of shit with abandonment and abuse in my past, so I feel like I have no choice but to protecting myself, especially from the scenario of her getting a bf and dropping me.
Couple of days later I was less avaliable but still friendly and behaving/talking normal to her. On tuesday she saw me for like 5 minutes before class, we were in a group of friends. Later at home I got a text from her saying that I looked sad today and if I am alright.
We agreed to call and talk. I was honest about dealing with the rejection but also mentioned other stuff bothering me right now (family health, work, uni). I also told her how the placeholder thing didn´t leave my mind and that if we keep things as they are I will inevitably be a placeholder, despite the both of us not wanting that. She kinda didn´t understand that fully.
She asked if I have a crush on her and I said "yes, kinda I am really close to falling for you or having like a real crush" and she said that she feels the same... but is unsure. I was so frustrated and confused but I took a deep breath and we talked again about the family topic, trying to reassure her. I also said that I am thinking about no contact for a while, so I can sort out my feelings and head, get all the shit done that needs to be done and come back as a good friend with no more intention of being a potential romantic partner. After I said that she again told me that she is unsure and that she needs time to think. She also explained to me that the next day she was thinking to herself if it was the right decision to reject me.
I told her if she needs time I will give her time to think and she said that she´s free next week to really think about this (I am pretty sure it´s because she wants to meet with her bff beforehand). Furthermore she asked if we can start no contact next week, which also got me like ??? she also said that the answer is most probably NO. I am at a loss right now.
At this point confusion is confused and I am also using the word unsure. I asked her what would help her. Keeping contact to get to know me even more? No contact to kinda see how it is for the both of us being apart (which she kinda found awkward). Hell, I also told her that I can talk to my parents about the topic in general and tell her what they´d have told me. But she didn´t like that and didn´t want to decide if we go no contact or keep it.
So I made the decision and said we go no contact and that she can think without being influenced by me. The ball is in her court now and we haven´t talked/texted since tuesday and it is torturing me. On the first hand I really like her, she is amazing and I´d do everything for her, I even told her that. I also was kinda there for her as a friend several tiomes and told her, that if as friends I am so invested in her wellbeing how it would be if she is my girlfriend?
Also do I want to be with someone who isn´t sure about me? Is there some other (personal) reason she doesn´t want to mention, because she doesn´t want to hurt me? Is something wrong with me? I was kicking depressions ass but now it´s getting kinda too much and my depression is now the one who is kicking (my) ass.

Throwaway in case they use Reddit. Long post too, but messier the more you read.
I (26 f) been trying to move forward now that my year in a nightmare living situation has come to an end but I'm still so resentful, so maybe this will help. After living with my parents during the pandemic, in 2022 I reached out to an old college roommate and we decided me, her, and her boyfriend would find a place. They didn't seem to care where, and I love the city. I warned them it was more expensive but they didn't protest.
Firstly, I did EVERYTHING to secure us the place. The boyfriend, let's call him Chris (M 27) was in the GM and never even answered once. While skimming listings I once asked my old roommate, let's call her Maggie (F 26), to send me 3 listings, and I'd have 3, for a total of 6 places to set up tours for. They were on the opposite coast so it was agreed I'd do the tours. Two of the three listings she sent were ones I'd already sent her. She clearly just looked up the first results and didn't even bother to look at what I'd found.
So after touring, emailing, giving my future roomies step-by-step instructions how to apply, getting my dad to co-sign, and reviewing/revising the lease a couple times (they tried to tack on extra fees as most building management companies do) I started setting up job interviews in the area for move-in the following month. I never once got a thank you, only ever "update?" texts from Maggie, or the occasional complaint when I wasn't working fast enough for them. It's not like I wanted validation or to even make all the decisions, I literally had to because they contributed nothing. I would have much rather taken some help over gratitude, but got neither. When I expressed stress that I was doing a lot, she told me she promised she and her man were 5x more stressed because they didn't have jobs lined up like me. As if job websites don't have location searches and Zoom interviews don't exist.
So we moved in. My parents fronted their portions of rent and the deposit for three weeks, and I was upset when I pushed Maggie about it and she told me her dad had her money but she had just been "too depressed" to call and ask him to wire it. Her words. They seemed to assume that my parents had money to spare, which they didn't, even for their own kid.
I started my job, and I was really struggling with alcohol. The city didn't help because there were quite literally over 100 liquor stores and bars less than half a mile from our building. They drank a lot too, but that's not my business. We kind of drowned in our misery together for about 6 weeks, during which time I lost my job for drinking and got another, but then started experiencing sleep-deprivation psychosis where I just completely broke down, so I decided to check myself into rehab for 30 days.
Two weeks prior that, Maggie came home with a puppy in her purse. A guy sold it to her for $50 at her job and she kept it in the break room till she was off. She'd told me several times before that she liked to go to work buzzed, so I assume that played a part.
I already had a cat who wasn't dog-friendly that I paid an extra deposit to be in the apartment, and they both agreed to have him there (they knew him from the college house). So even wasted, I told her absolutely not about this dog. She didn't ask me or Chris before bringing it home, and the two of them were constantly complaining to me about money and how we split the place evenly even though they shared a much larger room, and rent was still really reasonable for the area we were in ($900 each). Not to mention they didn't even read the lease, so they really had no grounds to complain they'd signed documents agreeing to pay an amount they claimed not to be able to afford. A dog on top of that, I pointed out, made no sense. The city is dirty, it would need shots to stay alive and we lived on a high floor with no balcony or patio for it to relieve itself. Pets also cost money.
Maggie agreed the dog was a bad idea and swore up and down she'd return it because she had the owner's number. A few days before I decided to go to rehab they went out all day and left the puppy locked in their tiny bathroom where it howled the entire time on my only day off, and I freaked out on them but they just gaslit me because I was drunk. I felt terrible leaving it in there, but I didn't ask to take on another animal. Ultimately, they were supportive of my choice to get help and even asked me to please come back instead of subletting and told me how much they'd miss me.
Well, while I was gone, things changed. A week before I came back, I texted Chris and Maggie to let them know the date of my return, and that I'd be bringing a sober companion because the first 72 hours out of rehab are notoriously difficult. Maggie texted back (never Chris, like I said) that they needed me to stay with my parents a few cities over for a while instead, because they weren't comfortable with me or a sober friend coming back so soon. Mind you, I paid rent the month I was gone. So I informed her that wasn't going to happen, and I'd be home the date I said above. She replied "sorry, that's just how we feel." As if they got the final say.
I came back when I said I would, brought my sober companion like I said I would, and Maggie lost her mind. My sober buddy and I watched a movie in my room, minding our business, but she heard a second voice and started texting me about how uncool it was to bring a stranger back. I told her she was welcome to meet them, but she refused.
I did't see either of their faces for two weeks after getting home. Chris was still unemployed and stayed home all day, but locked himself in their room 24/7. The first time I saw him, he'd thought I was Maggie locked out (they lost one of their key sets upon move-in and didn't want to purchase a second set, so this happened a lot) and once he realized it was me he practically ran back to their room. I said "hi" and he just said "I though you were Maggie" and slammed the door.
I don't know if they were resentful toward me for getting sober - maybe it was making them face their own problems - but one reason they hid from me was without question the dog. They avoided discussing it at all while I was in rehab, but I could hear it barking the moment I came home. The house reeked of dog urine. They'd taken my pee pads I sometimes put on the furniture when I think my cat might act up, and just pretended it wasn't there. Never paid me back for those either.
It was pretty soon after this Maggie came home with two men. She'd met them at her job, they told her she'd be good for their company, so she quit on the spot and invited them over to drink to celebrate. She actually opened my bedroom door without realizing I was home to "show them my movie poster" on my wall and explained the situation to me. So much for feeling unsafe having strangers in the house. I cringe to think about how it would've went if I wasn't home. It's worth noting that when she sent in her app to those guys' company, their boss didn't like her resume, so she was unemployed for the next 8 months.
Not long after rehab I began dating my current partner, let's call him Stan (M 28). He was great company because we met in recovery, and it can be lonely to be sober when all your friends partake.
Stan was over a lot, and pretty soon into the relationship we got eager to move in together. I asked Maggie about it (asking Maggie was like asking both of them, Chris never wanted to interact with me after I got sober) and she had nothing but good things to say, because that meant rent would be split four ways now. Stan and I didn't protest an even split, even though my room was barely enough space for one person and we learned pretty quickly how to climb around each other to function day-to-day.
I didn't have a sense of boundaries or standards before sobriety, but Stan encouraged me to strengthen that sense of self I'd previously forfeited to be drunk 24/7 and it made me start to realize some things about the household dynamic. Stan cooked for us a lot, and even before he moved in he was always cleaning Maggie and Chris's dishes along with his. He pointed out that they'd leave things, sloshy with sink water and food bits, for weeks in the sink. He also bought some nice things to cook with like expensive olive oil, and soda water for himself, which Maggie would either take and not say anything, or text me after already taking it promising to pay us back. Never once saw a penny. It upset me even moreso that she was so sneaky about taking it first, so we couldn't say no.
There was even a time when Stan and I went out of town for a wedding, and when we came back Maggie handed us a clean towel of ours. She explained they were out of towels while we were gone, so they went into our bathroom and took one of ours off the rack....I didn't say so until I blew up months later, but that was actually a towel used for clean up....that kind of clean up. Karma worked quick on that one, who goes into someone's private bathroom and takes their towel off the rack to use on themselves?!
I mentioned the common area was hardly used, but the exception was when Maggie and Chris's friends or family visited. It happened probably four or five times in the year we were there. Each time Maggie would give me about a day's warning before the guests would show up. Once, when her dad flew in, she informed me about his week-long stay as he was in his Uber headed to our place from the airport. Even worse, he was meant to take their bed, and they were going to sleep on an air mattress in the living room with the dog that barked at anything that moved. Stan gets up super early for work, and Chris got all grumpy that it woke him up as Stan left because the dog flipped out. Like sorry, should he have used our 15 story window to leave?
Funny enough, after the first night in their room Maggie's dad insisted he take the living room. It was pretty obvious to me he couldn't stand the smell in their room. They continued to use pee pads instead of taking the dog to the street to "go," and it often missed onto the carpet of their room. The smell wafted into the kitchen every time they opened their door, I can't imagine what being in there with the door shut all night would do to a person's nostrils.
It all came to a boiling point about 6 months in. Stan wasn't doing well with the constant stress of cleaning up after others and resentment that came with it. We decided the best course of action was for him to move out, which was confirmed by Maggie confronting us on a Tuesday afternoon, drunk as a skunk, about how the fridge smelled because our leftovers went bad. We went through the entire fridge, and threw out over half of their items that were months expired. They complained about money nonstop but wouldn't get jobs and switched to Doordashing every single day. There was molding cheese, and the kicker: deli meat 2 months past its expiration date, not only with several colors of mold but MAGGOTS. Now we understood why there were dead gnats in the fridge. They were born in there.
When we informed them of Stan's move-out, Maggie said that was fine with her as long as her and Chris's rent remained $650. They actually expected me to pay half the rent for a smaller room, where the kitchen was festering from their mess and the stuff I bought was taken by them with no reimbursement. That, or get a fourth stranger to share my room with me, which barely fit my full-size bed. Furious, I told them I'd be moving out as well, and subletting. They told me I needed to find two people, so I pulled *that* move and said since my dad was the co-signer and unwilling to vouch his credit for a lease his daughter wasn't a part of, we'd dissolve the lease entirely.
This somewhat scared them into moving, and they alleged a move-out date that came and went. Stan and I crossed our fingers they'd leave, we could take the bigger room, and sublet out our old one. We had no problem with rent split three ways, as that was the lease agreement anyway.
In the meantime, the one request I had out of rehab they'd agreed to went out the window. I was never going to ask them not to drink in their own place, but I simply asked that they keep it to their room and out of sight from Stan and me. They stayed in there most of the time anyway, and had a mini fridge. I'm pretty sure she drank every day in there, which again wasn't my business but it became obvious when she did stuff like leave the electric stovetop on for hours.
She had friends over again, and they not only filled up the living room with luggage and mattresses with just a few hours heads up to me, but drank out there while I was in my room. The house smelled like booze (and dog urine, always dog urine...) and they even had some full cans in the fridge when they went out. I texted her angrily, because the box of White Claws was shoved in so that my own food was squashed in the back of the fridge, and she blew me off like I had no right to ruin her night. I spent till sunrise on AA zoom meetings, shaking with anger. The texts must have made her angry too, because she brought back additional strangers to drink some more in the living room till dawn.
There were tons of incidents like this throughout the year, and even worse Maggie took it upon herself to try to mediate arguments in my relationship. She'd overhear and come out drunk to try to step in. She once confronted me about "not seeming sober" when I had over 4 months. I told her she had no place to comment even if I had relapsed, and she told me to "make sure I'm going to meetings." I so very much wanted to snap back that she should find some of her own.
This went on a whole year. Stan left, but when he did so and came back to visit the first time, Maggie cornered him and demanded he pay rent for that month. He was already moved into another place, and paying rent there. She yelled at him that she and Chris don't have money, Stan just told her that's not his responsibility to foot the bill for their laziness. Even so, he compromised and still paid utilities till our lease ended.
Up till the last couple days, they still disrespected me and my space. They'd let their dog eat my cat's food almost daily, sometimes more. They'd watch it urinate on the floor, and maybe if I was standing right there to see it, they'd wipe it down with a pee pad, no disinfectant. Once I did it myself and left the rag and cleaner on the floor by the puddle to make a point. The next day I found the rag on the sink; she confirmed she took it off the floor to wipe down our kitchen counters. Even if she didn't know what it was used for, who uses a dirty rag on the floor to wipe where they put food?
I let them know a few days before move-out that I would be cleaning certain common areas -- half, when it realistically should have been a third -- and that the rest was their responsibility. I also told them the couch was theirs to take down. We didn't have one for a long time, but when Stan was living with us Maggie found one freshly put on the street and texted us. Stan and I met her down there to carry it up, and she just watched us do it and made comments about "getting in our workout for the day." She didn't even help propping open doors.
On move-out, I had work in the afternoon in the next city over. I'd already packed all my stuff into boxes, they had one sitting in the living room. Not my business as long as they were out on time. They were up and moving on the last day, scrambling to pack, when I informed them my parents were coming to transport my stuff and help with my part of the cleaning since I had to be at my new job on time. They immediately holed up in their room, and stayed there for FIVE HOURS, not wanting to interact with my parents. They were the ones we paid rent to, and of course they'd heard my grievances, but they were always friendly and reasonable to Maggie and Chris as long as they sent rent on time. I have no idea what time they ended up leaving, since they stayed deadly silent too, according to my mom who stayed to clean after I went to work.
A week later, we got our bill from the building. Our whole deposit was eaten up, and an additional $460 was owed for the building to hire cleaners. My mom helped me, and we did more than our share, but clearly my roommates still didn't pull their weight.
I think they moved back with Chris's parents, I don't really care. If they did, I feel sorry for everyone involved in that situation. They have no decency or consideration, and mooch as much as they can for as little effort as possible. And on top of all that, still complain. As for me, I miraculously stayed sober, and Stan and I live together in the city where we both work.
I guess I can count on time to show them how awful they were, because we're getting older and not many people will put up with that moving forward. I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone, and don't intend to ever live with roommates ever again because of what they put me through. Stan, my cat, maybe a dog we acquire responsibly in the future, and some kids someday. That'll be acceptable.

Hi everyone, I am looking for advice on something that happened two days ago. So, I picked up a shift at a store that is not my usual one, because they needed the help. My manager asked one of us if we could help, so I said yes because I wanted more hours. I get there, and they ask what I’m comfortable on. I say I’m comfortable on hot bar more than cold bar, register, support, etc. They proceeded to throw me on hot bar once I said that. I go to hot bar, which is mobile, cafe, and delivery. It’s actually two bars with an ice bin in the middle. This is the most busy Starbucks where I live in the district, so I didn’t know how they were going to let me do this alone, but they did. For two hours. About an hour in, I slip because in between the two bars there is a drain under the ice bin. One partner asks me if I’m ok and I said yes because in the moment it didn’t hurt that badly. No one else asked me, even though everyone turned around. No one pulled me aside or anything. I continued working. Today, two days later, I’m literally walking out of my car into my boyfriends house, and my ankle fully gives out. I scraped my knee and I cannot walk. I’ve been crying over the pain too. I called out of work tomorrow, and alerted my manager of the situation. I have a history of weak ankles, however I haven’t sprained it since February 2022. Is it too late to file an incident report? Can I use my sick hours so I don’t lose a ton of money while I heal? Thank you, much appreciated.

I originally posted this in Work but realized this subreddit might be the best place for it.
I guess I should give a little context. The place that I am going to quit soon I have been working for 3+ years. I started working there when I turned 16 and I am currently 19 years old. As I am legally not allowed to state the name of the company, I can tell you that those from Texas would know exactly which place I work at. This place is notorious for having the worst customers, not giving any fucks for their employees, and being slow. The one that I work at is exactly that. Though, we have become one of the best chains in my area in the past year and a half. That doesn’t mean it has gotten any better when it comes to the treatment of the workers. As I do have a lot of good things to say, the bad things outweigh the good. Here is a list of the reason why I am quitting.

1. The Pay. I am currently getting paid $14.30 an hour. My issue is that there are workers who have only been working there for a few months, don’t give a shit about their jobs and it shows in their work, yet they are getting paid $16 an hour. We aren’t even allowed to talk about our pay with each other without us possibly getting written up.
   
2. The utter neglect of my well-being. I am to work the outside lane at my work in Texas summers, even though they know I have a rare skin condition that makes being out in the sun very uncomfortable and can make me seriously sick. I am also extremely overworked when I am on shift. I am the only one who cleans everything we are supposed to clean and when I don’t clean one certain thing, even when there are 3 of us on that station, I am the one who gets chewed out. I am always being watched and being picked on by managers when I take 5 seconds to get a drink of water, etc.
   
3. The mishandling of my allergy. In November of 2022, I found out that I was allergic to the hand soap at my work. More specifically, I am allergic to formaldehyde and fragrance. Because of this, I began bringing in my own hand soap to wash my hands with so I wouldn’t have any allergic reactions. When an auditor saw me using my own soap, my store was knocked points. My GM decided to, then, put me on unpaid “medical leave” until HR decided whether or not I could bring my own hand soap. This took almost 3 weeks and anytime I contacted HR about what the status was, it was radio silence. Eventually, HR told me they had no accommodations for me and just to keep using my hand soap. Three weeks, no pay.
   
4. Creating problems that I have no part in. My boyfriend and I both work for this company. This has never been a problem and we don’t even communicate at work. More than half the store doesn’t even know we’re dating because we don’t speak to each other. All of a sudden, our GM makes my boyfriend and I aware that neither of us can become a team leader (one step above where we are now) unless one of us quits. Along with this, they also told us we are not allowed to take off the same days as each other anymore. Our GM went as far as to call us “selfish” for trying to take off the same days 2 months in advance. This is has never been a problem and there have been multiple couples at our store.
   
5. The customers. I have been screamed at, threatened, and even had burgers thrown at me. Management still tells me “Just comply.”
   

The reason I am asking how I should write up my 2 weeks notice is because I want to be as professional as possible while still stating the major issues with this store. And yes, this is a fast food place.
[UPDATE/EDIT] Thank you for all the comments! It means a lot to know we’re not crazy and this place is actually a living nightmare. My buddies and I have a plan to turn in our two weeks right before a major holiday, aka our busiest holiday. Let me know if I should even do a two weeks or if I should just tell them, “I quit,” on the spot.

I guess I should give a little context. The place that I am going to quit soon I have been working for 3+ years. I started working there when I turned 16 and I am currently 19 years old. As I am legally not allowed to state the name of the company, I can tell you that those from Texas would know exactly which place I work at. This place is notorious for having the worst customers, not giving any fucks for their employees, and being slow. The one that I work at is exactly that. Though, we have become one of the best chains in my area in the past year and a half. That doesn’t mean it has gotten any better when it comes to the treatment of the workers. As I do have a lot of good things to say, the bad things outweigh the good. Here is a list of the reason why I am quitting.

1. The Pay. I am currently getting paid $14.30 an hour. My issue is that there are workers who have only been working there for a few months, don’t give a shit about their jobs and it shows in their work, yet they are getting paid $16 an hour. We aren’t even allowed to talk about our pay with each other without us possibly getting written up.
   
2. The utter neglect of my well-being. I am to work the outside lane at my work in Texas summers, even though they know I have a rare skin condition that makes being out in the sun very uncomfortable and can make me seriously sick. I am also extremely overworked when I am on shift. I am the only one who cleans everything we are supposed to clean and when I don’t clean one certain thing, even when there are 3 of us on that station, I am the one who gets chewed out. I am always being watched and being picked on by managers when I take 5 seconds to get a drink of water, etc.
   
3. The mishandling of my allergy. In November of 2022, I found out that I was allergic to the hand soap at my work. More specifically, I am allergic to formaldehyde and fragrance. Because of this, I began bringing in my own hand soap to wash my hands with so I wouldn’t have any allergic reactions. When an auditor saw me using my own soap, my store was knocked points. My GM decided to, then, put me on unpaid “medical leave” until HR decided whether or not I could bring my own hand soap. This took almost 3 weeks and anytime I contacted HR about what the status was, it was radio silence. Eventually, HR told me they had no accommodations for me and just to keep using my hand soap. Three weeks, no pay.
   
4. Creating problems that I have no part in. My boyfriend and I both work for this company. This has never been a problem and we don’t even communicate at work. More than half the store doesn’t even know we’re dating because we don’t speak to each other. All of a sudden, our GM makes my boyfriend and I aware that neither of us can become a team leader (one step above where we are now) unless one of us quits. Along with this, they also told us we are not allowed to take off the same days as each other anymore. Our GM went as far as to call us “selfish” for trying to take off the same days 2 months in a advance. This is has never been a problem and there have been multiple couples at our store.
   
5. The customers. I have been screamed at, threatened, and even had burgers thrown at me. Management still tells me “Just comply.”
   

The reason I am asking how I should write up my 2 weeks notice is because I want to be as professional as possible while still stating the major issues with this store. And yes, this is a fast food place.

Hi everyone I’m just on here to vent about this and pretty much everything that i’ve been dealing with for two years now. I’m 17 years old almost an adult. So let’s talk about two years prior to this event, I was living with my mom at the time, after being homeless for a year and living from hotel to hotel we finally got a trailer that my mom was renting, My mom had a job this entire time she was a nurse assistant. After almost a year of living in the trailer my mom began to drink more and she was an alcoholic, always inviting people over to drink, and soon enough she was drinking everyday, from mornings to nights, this went on for weeks and my dad found out about this and called the landlord and told her about everything, She was going to evict us from the house. So my dad fought custody for me and my brother and won, my mom lost the house, her job too and went to go live with her boyfriend. I lived with my dad for about another half year and soon realized that he was manipulative, narcissistic, bipolar, and emotionally abusive. My mom was getting worse with with her drinking and we could tell her liver was failing, by her yellow skin and eyes. Her health declined and she wanted to get help, she went to live with my oldest sister at her apartment. She stopped her drinking and started going to doctors for help, we realized she went to far and was going to need a transplant. After months on the waiting list her health began to decline even more following more health problems and she was no longer strong enough for a transplant, she soon passed away in September of 2022, rest in peace mom. But while that was going on I was facing other problems with my dad, he was an alcoholic too and I also figured out he was was on drugs such as meth and pain killers, knowing this I did not want to stay with him at all. He had this ex girlfriend that offered to let me stay at her place, I was not living with my mom and sister because they lived about an hour away and i wanted to keep going to school. While staying there i dealt with my dad who would constantly call and harass me he also threatened me multiple times, And police got involved when it got bad, I remember telling the police that my dad wasn’t mentally okay and was probably going to kill someone one day, I even told them about the drugs he did but of course they never did anything about it, But they did however let me stay at my dads ex gfs. I stayed there for months, but before my mom passed away i went to go live with her and help her around the house as much as i could. One January day in 2023 at my sisters apartment I was just doing the usual, on my phone scrolling through social media. I get a call from my dad, and i thought to myself “hey i haven’t talked to my dad in awhile maybe he won’t harass me this time” So i answer the phone and my dad doesn’t even say hello or anything but instead he says “I shot him” and i say, thinking he’s just joking around or something “You shot who?” and he goes “the neighbor, I killed him… the governor is on his way” and i start get serious, my stomach drops and i’m feeling nauseous, my throat is tightening and i ask him one more time “who?” and he just tells me “I have to go bye” and i immediately go to call my sisters in a panicking voice and tell them everything, I call his ex gf who works five minutes away from my sisters apartment to tell her everything and at this point i’m crying,telling her to pick me up and to drive down to my dads house which was 40 mins away and she lived near his house probably about 10 to 15 miles away, She agrees and i’m there worrying about my brother who lives with my dad, for those wondering he wanted to live with my dad and never wanted to go with me prior when all that other stuff was happening, my dad was never as abusive to my brother as he was to me and i kinda feel like it was just cause i was his daughter. Back to what was happening soon after i got off the phone with my dads ex gf, I get a call from my brother, i answered it as quickly as i could and i asked him if he was okay, he’s screaming on the phone crying, I’ve never heard my brother this scared before and feeling more panicked i asked what’s going on and he tells me that our dad just killed the neighbor I found out who the neighbor was and it happened to be my high school history teacher who was renting out the house. I tell him that i’m going down there as he’s crying on the phone for me to go and pick him up right now because he’s scared. My dads ex gf picked me up and I’m in the car explaining everything to her, the closer we got to my dads house the more nauseous i felt. As we got there i see lots of cop cars and crime scene units, They tell me that the teacher in the house was dead and that my dad broke into his house early in the morning and shot him within close range. My dad was arrested and is still in jail awaiting his trial. I really hope that he stays in there for life. But all in all, in a span of four months i lost both my parents. I’m free to answer any questions if anyone has any or if anyone’s interested in more details. Thank you for reading this.

Hi, first time poster here. I’d like to say first that I’m not asking for pity or anything. I made my bed and now I have to lie in it, just some general insight if anyone has any. My boyfriend and I dated from April of 2021-Thanksgiving 2021. Our relationship ended because of several things, one of which was me not having a good grip on my emotions and my tendency to stonewall when upset. After the breakup I got therapy, spent some time by myself, went on medication, which really helped/helps. During that time, he found himself in a really awful relationship, one that I would say was worse than ours but he says “wasn’t as bad because he didn’t care so much.” I won’t say all the things his ex did but they involved hitting him, and she cyberstalked me.
Eventually though we got back together in June of 2022, so we had been broken up for several months. Our relationship is much better now and I think I can communicate more freely and effectively. My boyfriend does well with communicating too and doesn’t withhold affection from me and I don’t withhold affection from him either. The breakup we had and the relationship he had after that though, is a sore spot for him and he doesn’t seem to like talking about it. He doesn’t even like to talk about the start of our second relationship we’re in now. (Ex: I asked him how he felt when he drove up to see me for the first time after we had broken up, I was nervous because I was excited to see him as it had been months since talking. He’ll say he doesn’t remember or just brush me off.) Our relationship is pretty good though and I’m happy. However, I feel as though he is not as passionate towards me or as freeing with compliments as he used to be our first time around. When I told him this (fairly casually in a conversation, I admit.) he didn’t really say anything about it. it felt like he was agreeing but didn’t really have a response.
I was just wondering if anyone else has dealt with something similar and if they ever got that extra spark back or if this is just a result of just getting more comfortable in a relationship. To clarify, I understand how much damage I caused in our relationship and towards him and understand if his trust with me is unstable because of that, it just seems like he does genuinely trust me and love me, but just doesn’t seem as in love with me as before. Is it a normal part of all relationships and just the end of a honeymoon phase or is it because of our poor relationship in the past? Are we just maturing and are less intense? Does anyone have any experience with anything like this?
TLDR: boyfriend and I had a rocky relationship. Broke up. Back together after months of breakup. He doesn’t seem to love me as much as he used to and is less open with compliments. Confused on if this is normal or not/if anyone has gone through something similar

I will try to make this as brief as I can. 10 years ago, I moved in with my boyfriend and his father. It was meant to be temporary however his father continued to decline in health. He has COPD and emphysema and was put on oxygen in 2019. In 2021, I decided to buy my first home. We had his father come with us, because the only other option was to leave him where he was and he wasn’t physically well enough to care for himself or the home.
I bought my home because it specifically offered first floor living for my FIL. The bathroom is maybe 8 feet away, kitchen is maybe 15 feet. It was perfect. He did well in the beginning and was able to do most things himself but in July 2022, we all came down with COVID. Ever since then, he barely leaves his bed. I started bringing him everything he needed, including food/drinks, etc.
Then, about 2 months ago, he had a random bout of what he said was diarrhea. He had accidents in his pajamas almost daily. We got him Depends, thinking this was a temporary situation however ever since then, he will only have bowel movements in the Depends regardless of how often we tell him he needs to use the toilet. His doctors said he was constipated and the stool was the loose stool coming out however this has been going on for two months now.
My SIL is the only one willing to change his Depends and shower him and she only comes here once, maybe twice a week. He will soil himself and sit in it until my SIL comes to clean him. He is capable of cleaning himself up, because he has done it before, though I know it takes a lot of energy.
I pushed my SIL to get home care, so now for the last week there has been a nurse, physical therapist, occupational therapist and social worker here. The nurse comes, takes his vitals (which are always good) and then leaves. He has very little interest in therapy. He will do the exercises while they are here but doesn’t do them when they are gone. He refuses to get up and move every hour, even though that’s what the nurse instructed him to do. It seems like all he wants to do is lay in his bed and have everything done for him with no effort on his part.
As this progresses, I have increasingly become more frustrated and unhappy. I don’t like being home. I work a hybrid schedule so I am home 3 days a week and I am responsible for bringing him all of his meals and medications and must be here when home care comes to see him. My SIL bathes him once a week but once we obtain an aide, her job will be done except to come visit him when she has time.
I feel extreme guilt for what I’m about to say but I don’t want to do this. I care about his well being and that is why I have stepped up and have done what I’ve done thus far but I never anticipated caring for him on a daily basis for the rest of his life. I truly feel as though a nursing home would be better for him but my SIL will say no because of the money factor and my FIL does not want to be in a home.
My SIL, who works in a nursing home, has said she would have him live with her but she has not made any action to move forward with that plan. I don’t know how to explain to them that I didn’t want to take on this responsibility without feeling like I’m being extremely selfish.
We have a family meeting scheduled this weekend and I know when I tell them I don’t want to care for their father in this way, they are going to tell me that I invited him to live with us so I can not ask him to leave. I fear they will make me feel guilty and selfish but I also feel as though this shouldn’t be my responsibility. I’m also terrified of having to look my FIL in the face and tell him I don’t want to care for him. What kind of heartless person does that make me? I never wanted to make him feel like a burden but I also don’t want to be unhappy either.
Please, any advice will help

After I graduated with a non-STEM degree and didn't win the H1B lottery during my OPT period, I was laid off by my company. I bravely asked my boyfriend of three years (who had legal status) to marry me, but I was gently refused. I had exhausted my 90-day period of unemployment and had not found new work. Unwilling to return to my country, I searched for other ways to stay in the U.S. Initially, I planned to apply for a master's program myself, but with the 90-day unemployment period almost exhausted, this would undoubtedly be too late. So, I consulted with the team at Wildfire and applied for Monroe College in New York. I quickly received an Offer and transferred my SEVIS over, which secured my status in the U.S.
Monroe College is famous as a CPT school. I chose Monroe College partly because they have multiple admission windows and it's close to me, and they also have a program that aligns with my field. Moreover, I planned to find work, and once I found work at Monroe, I could apply for CPT Full-time work, which is convenient. I have been studying at Monroe for half a year now, and I found a new job in my second term and started CPT work. I also participated in this year's H1B lottery (and was lucky enough to win!).
If my H1B is approved smoothly, I plan to withdraw from Monroe and concentrate on work. If I want to study later, I can apply for a Master's program at a better-ranked university. Many schools support credit transfer, and I will try to transfer some of the credits I have earned at Monroe during this time.
Currently, my experience studying at Monroe is pretty good. Professors and Advisors generally respond to emails quickly. Most students are on Day 1 CPT and have similar backgrounds to me. Responses may be a little slower near the end of the term deadline, and if you want to Renew CPT, it's So far I have gone to school a few times, and it's quite convenient for me to get there from Long Island. The school is near the station.
I'm writing this just to share my personal experience and talk about why I enrolled in a CPT university. I used it as a way to keep my legal status and get work experience. If you run into situations like mine, I recommend you consider CPT schools in your area.

Hello! So weird to actually write this down or speak to people about my relationship but I think I'm ready to leave my marriage, but then I second guess myself am I being dramatic? Am I being abused emotionally, physically or am i overreacting? I don't know what an outsider thinks since I have never spoken to anybody about our relationship. A little back story I left my house at 18 to move in with my boyfriend who is now my husband. While living with him at his mom's the 2 months were good. After 2 months he started to make me stay on the phone with him while I went to school and my way back. If I did not answer his call right at the time he would call he would call my phone over and over. He sometimes would get out of work just because he would get mad at something I said that was " wrong" or he didn't like. He would tell me things like I hope you die. During that time he had choke me not to the point where I thought I was dying but yet he put his hand on my neck. We eneded up moving states and away from my family and his, during our years here we hadn't fought as much as before, but yes there has been time where he had hit me on the back of my head that I have seen "stars". Right now we have 4 kids I'm older and do not want to live those younger years that were so horrible to me but I think it's coming back. On Oct 2022 my cousin asked me if I can take power of attorney of her 17 year old son. I agreed during that time my brother moved to this state as well. My husband has been acting super jelouse since they have moved. It's like he is jelouse of my nephew. But last month he got jelouse because I took to long to drop my nephew of work. When I came back he had broken the dresser in my room into pieces, and broke my cell phone into pieces as well.that day I remember he had hit me and choke me. So last night I think was like the moment i was like ok I'm done I do not want to live like this anymore. It was my kids last day of school and I had taken my nephew to a doctor appointment. We have a getaway weekend booked for this weekend. My son and nephew need swimming trunk. I invited him to go with us to a store, he didn't want to go. We ended up going to the mall instead I texted him where we were just so he knew our location. He texted back so you think you can do whatever you want and go where ever you want your so unbelievable. He then has canceled our trip. I absolutely did nothing wrong my kids did nothing wrong why am I getting treated like this and he has to "cancel" our trip we had been looking forward to just because we were at the mall and not the store we told him we were. Idk if I make sense. Am I overreacting? When it's good its good but when it's bad is bad. I feel like I'm trap I honestly just want to leave with my kids I don't want to be in fear of what happen next. 😕

I had pre-ordered the Forza Horizon 5 controller, which I had posted about here before, and I was super hyped about it. When it finally came, it was missing 3 of the 5 screws that hold the faceplate on, the home button is faulty, and the A button doesn't work everytime. I was devastated, and I called Xbox support to ask for a replacement, but they were already sold out.
Then, over a year later, my boyfriend bought me the Elite Series 2 controller for Christmas 2022, and it already is showing signs of the A button malfunctioning. Like if I hold it down and essentially rotate my thumb, it will "lift" the A button and ruin whatever I'm doing.
It sucks that so much money can be spent on these things and they break so fast or arrive broken!!

My boyfriend and I have been together since November 2022. I love and care about him as he does me however he doesn’t believe he’s in love with me.
Around December 2022, a month into the relationship he told me he was in love with me. I didn’t reciprocate because it had been a month and that was fine. I then began to fall in love and am completely in love with him now. We’ve had a few ups and downs throughout the relationship but overall we are very happy and content and are currently in a very good place.
This discussion came up the other day where I was talking about how my ADHD makes me feel things a lot more intensely than a neurotypical person. He said he believed I was more into him than he was with me. I understand that completely because it’s usually a given with my ADHD but it led to him saying he doesn’t believe he’s in love with me any longer.
We discussed it further and he said he doesn’t feel as intensely about me as he did at the start and because we’ve had some issues that he feels like that intensity has gone from him and he’s not in love with me any longer.
From my perspective, love can’t happen within a month because you don’t know a person and you haven’t gone through anything to really see how you feel about that person. You don’t develop the comfort and the contentment a month in. So I said to him that I believe it was more lust than love initially and explained my perspective on love.
I don’t believe he’s not in love with me because of the way he describes his feelings for me. He is comfortable and relaxed, attentive and romantic; we really enjoy our time together and I can feel the energy and excitement. I believe he has a view that love is all about obsession, intensity and pure sexual chemistry because his previous relationships were superficial to an extent from what i’ve gathered. The initial intensity has faded for the both of us and I believe he sees that as him falling out of love with me rather than a progression of our relationship. We are not unhappy by any means and, from my point of view, the relationship is perfect currently. I didn’t say any of this to him as I didn’t want him to feel dismissed but I suggested that I give him time to explore his feelings for me and there is absolutely no pressure on him because I felt comfortable in the way things were going.
I am now feeling concerned about my decision and outlook. I don’t know if i’m delusional or that he’s simply a bit inexperienced with understanding his feelings. I don’t want to be wasting my time on a guy who’s just not that into me. So from what you can gather from the above could I please have any advice on whether I’m delusional and should possibly get out or if I’ve made the right decision in giving him time. :)

I met my now ex boyfriend back in April of 2022. We officially started dating in August of 2022. Everything was great, honestly. Until I saw his anger. He often apologized and made up for it and stated he would work on his anger and become better for me. I truly believed he loved me. He was never very good at communicating, so I just thought perhaps he hasn’t had it easy in life and just needs a support system and someone to help him work on that to grow into a better version. He seemed to be very willing. There were times he would read self help books, but then stop. He had made a bullet list of things he needed to work on and how he may be able to work on them, but then he gave up on that. He never wanted to do therapy. I was told by his mother that he had always had anger growing up. He had lost his girlfriend of 5 years in a car accident 2 years before meeting me. I had gotten out of an abusive relationship 2 years before I met him. He stated that his ex girlfriend had cheated on him and they were also on and off. I had thought maybe we were 2 broken people meant to come together to heal one another. Now I think the opposite. When I look back on everything, I see all the red flags I’ve missed or pushed aside because I simply sympathized. He kicked me to the curb 6+ times where I had to pack my things and leave his place (note: he lives with his mother). He would scream at me to leave and then I would start packing and then he would scream at me to stop and to stay. Then I would stay and try and talk but he would still be angry and go right back to telling me to leave. A lot of our arguments stemmed from not being able to communicate in a healthy manner. We both knew that. I tried hard to tell him my needs and wants and he never seemed to be able to do that for me. He would for a short while (especially after breaking up with me and then me going back), but then it would stop. And I would be back to telling him I don’t feel appreciated or loved and he would hate me for feeling that way. He always flipped it around and tried to make it seem like it was my problem and I didn’t love him. But I did, and I exhausted myself trying to talk with him and how he just can’t seem to understand what I’m trying to say or ask for. Long story short, I broke up with him 2 days ago. He was angry, and I had just gotten shoulder surgery 4 days prior. He was taking care of me during the time but complained a lot about doing so. ( i should also note he dumped me the night before my surgery and then begged me to come back the next day because he wanted to take care of me) I was frustrated and so was he. We both said we felt unloved and I thought we had come to a mutual agreement to end things. But then he texted me 3 hours later how sorry he was and “this didn’t feel right in his soul”. At this point I was tired of being broken up with and given apologies and going back and having it repeat. I told him that. I told him I wanted a genuine apology that actually sticks and he follows through with his words. He didn’t want to go out of his way to do that because I guess I was still supposed to believe all the other apologies he gave me. I didn’t agree. I told him we should go our separate ways and I wished him well and hope he grows and finds himself. He then proceeded to call me names and claim I was talking with others dudes. I shut that anger down and ignored him. He said I’d never hear from him again but what do you know, 30 minutes later he types “I miss you” on the app Agape that we have been using for the last 2 months to build our relationship. Then he tries to call me and I ignore and he says he loves me. I sent him a long message how I’ve been feeling unhappy and let down and how I just wished he was the person he claimed to be and promised to give me. He then sends me this:
“All I’ve ever known is being gaven up on. I’ve never met someone like you that actually gives a fuck, but just reading what you have to say about me now questions that you are actually gunna give up on me too and it’s because of my actions I know. And I’m sorry. There’s so many things that I stress about and overthink and I’m sick of that, it affects the way I treat you, affects our relationship and I want to change that. I’m sick of feeling anxious and stressed out when I should be nothing but happy with you. I’m sick of the thought that I ruined this even more than I already have. It’s getting old even to myself how many times I have to fix myself after you telling me how fuccked up I’ve been. It’s just sad. I never intended anything but a happy future with you and I’ve been just so lost since the start trying as best as I could. And it’s sad cuz you think I don’t try for jack shit. What do I even think now… my mind is all over the place. Been on my mind all day if I’ll ever even see you again. Plus worrying about you in general and your shoulder. I fucking worry so much because I care for you so deeply. All of this shit hurts. And now I’m back to questioning if I’m actually the right person for you.”
And this:
“I’ve been selfish… for too long. I get why you want to leave. Scares me. Hate knowing I’ve been so shitty and inconsistent. Just not the person you want. Breaks my heart. I wish I could be good enough for you.”
Then he said this was too much for him to handle and he was going to bed and talk with me more about this tomorrow morning (today). I didn’t wake up to any messages, just a Snapchat of his face and then later on he messaged me “hope you are doing okay”. I didn’t respond.
What do I do? Do I block him? I’m just not sure how to move on with the amount of energy I invested into him. I mean I’m at the point where I want to move on, I guess I just need advice on this whole situation and what to do and to get him off my back. I’m sure most people will think I’m stupid for staying so long, but please keep in mind that I do love him and have always wished him the best, even if he hasn’t been the best to me.

I met my now ex boyfriend back in April of 2022. We officially started dating in August of 2022. Everything was great, honestly. Until I saw his anger. He often apologized and made up for it and stated he would work on his anger and become better for me. I truly believed he loved me. He was never very good at communicating, so I just thought perhaps he hasn’t had it easy in life and just needs a support system and someone to help him work on that to grow into a better version. He seemed to be very willing. There were times he would read self help books, but then stop. He had made a bullet list of things he needed to work on and how he may be able to work on them, but then he gave up on that. He never wanted to do therapy. I was told by his mother that he had always had anger growing up. He had lost his girlfriend of 5 years in a car accident 2 years before meeting me. I had gotten out of an abusive relationship 2 years before I met him. He stated that his ex girlfriend had cheated on him and they were also on and off. I had thought maybe we were 2 broken people meant to come together to heal one another. Now I think the opposite. When I look back on everything, I see all the red flags I’ve missed or pushed aside because I simply sympathized. He kicked me to the curb 6+ times where I had to pack my things and leave his place (note: he lives with his mother). He would scream at me to leave and then I would start packing and then he would scream at me to stop and to stay. Then I would stay and try and talk but he would still be angry and go right back to telling me to leave. A lot of our arguments stemmed from not being able to communicate in a healthy manner. We both knew that. I tried hard to tell him my needs and wants and he never seemed to be able to do that for me. He would for a short while (especially after breaking up with me and then me going back), but then it would stop. And I would be back to telling him I don’t feel appreciated or loved and he would hate me for feeling that way. He always flipped it around and tried to make it seem like it was my problem and I didn’t love him. But I did, and I exhausted myself trying to talk with him and how he just can’t seem to understand what I’m trying to say or ask for. Long story short, I broke up with him 2 days ago. He was angry, and I had just gotten shoulder surgery 4 days prior. He was taking care of me during the time but complained a lot about doing so. ( i should also note he dumped me the night before my surgery and then begged me to come back the next day because he wanted to take care of me) I was frustrated and so was he. We both said we felt unloved and I thought we had come to a mutual agreement to end things. But then he texted me 3 hours later how sorry he was and “this didn’t feel right in his soul”. At this point I was tired of being broken up with and given apologies and going back and having it repeat. I told him that. I told him I wanted a genuine apology that actually sticks and he follows through with his words. He didn’t want to go out of his way to do that because I guess I was still supposed to believe all the other apologies he gave me. I didn’t agree. I told him we should go our separate ways and I wished him well and hope he grows and finds himself. He then proceeded to call me names and claim I was talking with others dudes. I shut that anger down and ignored him. He said I’d never hear from him again but what do you know, 30 minutes later he types “I miss you” on the app Agape that we have been using for the last 2 months to build our relationship. Then he tries to call me and I ignore and he says he loves me. I sent him a long message how I’ve been feeling unhappy and let down and how I just wished he was the person he claimed to be and promised to give me. He then sends me this:
“All I’ve ever known is being gaven up on. I’ve never met someone like you that actually gives a fuck, but just reading what you have to say about me now questions that you are actually gunna give up on me too and it’s because of my actions I know. And I’m sorry. There’s so many things that I stress about and overthink and I’m sick of that, it affects the way I treat you, affects our relationship and I want to change that. I’m sick of feeling anxious and stressed out when I should be nothing but happy with you. I’m sick of the thought that I ruined this even more than I already have. It’s getting old even to myself how many times I have to fix myself after you telling me how fuccked up I’ve been. It’s just sad. I never intended anything but a happy future with you and I’ve been just so lost since the start trying as best as I could. And it’s sad cuz you think I don’t try for jack shit. What do I even think now… my mind is all over the place. Been on my mind all day if I’ll ever even see you again. Plus worrying about you in general and your shoulder. I fucking worry so much because I care for you so deeply. All of this shit hurts. And now I’m back to questioning if I’m actually the right person for you.”
And this:
“I’ve been selfish… for too long. I get why you want to leave. Scares me. Hate knowing I’ve been so shitty and inconsistent. Just not the person you want. Breaks my heart. I wish I could be good enough for you.”
Then he said this was too much for him to handle and he was going to bed and talk with me more about this tomorrow morning (today). I didn’t wake up to any messages, just a Snapchat of his face and then later on he messaged me “hope you are doing okay”. I didn’t respond.
What do I do? Do I block him? I’m just not sure how to move on with the amount of energy I invested into him. I’m sure most people will think I’m stupid for staying so long, but please keep in mind that I do love him and have always wished him the best, even if he hasn’t been the best to me.