- Hellblazer187
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No all butterflies are girls you're thinking of moths those are the boys.
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- Anne Whateley
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 i like nice words
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Long term exposure to her will lessen these effects but mostly get therapy
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Sep 5, 2018 00:58
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- Pick
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Theyre Sai, dammit. Listen if theres anything we pride ourselves around here its hiring employees solely based on our desire to date them and accurate knowledge of the japanese weaponry the teenage mutant ninja turtles weild so i better see innapropriately flirting with a new hire by EOD or theres a review brewing.
yes sir, and to make it up to you, i'll have a memo detailing all my erotic tmnt headcanons on your desk by morning. i was thinking we could adapt it into a new meyers-briggs test. you know, make it a little less arbitrary and uncomfortable and a little more grounded in science
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Sep 5, 2018 00:58
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- the holy poopacy
- May 16, 2009
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hey! check this out
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And the reason it's primarily women diagnosed is if you're a woman they've got to find a reason why you being a moody wildcard is "crazy", but if you're a man, you get to be a ninja turtle, and you even get the best weapon (daggers)
the sai suck, they have no range whatsoever. Raph is the first one to get fed to the seaweed, every time.
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- Barudak
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I hit what I thought was a bird, maybe a bat, with my car and once the windshield didnt crack I just kept driving as the millions of other drivers kept going around me so i didnt think much of it. Later it would dawn on me I killed a parasailing stuart little.
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Sep 5, 2018 00:59
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- Pick
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I hit what I thought was a bird, maybe a bat, with my car and once the windshield didnt crack I just kept driving as the millions of other drivers kept going around me so i didnt think much of it. Later it would dawn on me I killed a parasailing stuart little.
thanks, that motherfuckin books a piece of shi
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Sep 5, 2018 01:00
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- My Imaginary GF
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My [22M] girlfriend's [19F] mom [??F] doesn't listen to her about how to treat her service dog
reddit posted:My girlfriend has a service dog she's self-training through a program; she puts a lot of effort into training the puppy properly, and it really pays off— she's only 9 months old, but she's the best-behaved dog I've ever met.
Whenever we go back to her family house, she tells her family how she wants the dog treated/interacted with (e.g. don't play with her when she's rowdy, don't let her pull on the leash). Her mom pretty much ignores it and just treats the dog the way she thinks is best, letting her jump up on people, chase cats, and otherwise misbehave. She’ll also criticize my GF for how she treats the dog (in particular for being too strict and not ‘letting her be a puppy’, but also just generally, like if the dog’s dinner is delayed for some reason).
My girlfriend’s worried that this will damage the dog’s training, and also feels like the work she puts into training the dog is being disrespected. Her mom's incredibly nice, and I'm sure she doesn't mean any harm by it, but she doesn't seem to be able to get her head around the idea that my girlfriend knows something about how to handle this dog that she doesn't. She’s tried telling her mom that she doesn’t like it when she does this— I haven’t been privy to these conversations, so I’m not sure exactly how this has gone, but it seems to have pretty much no effect.
What should we do? Obviously we can’t just leave the dog home whenever we go visit, since she’s a service dog and all, but it’s really driving my GF up the wall.
Have a kid.
My ex (19f) told me (19m) she was raped.Breakups
idiot teen posted:
I honestly don't know where to go with this at all. I'll start by posting some backstory.
We started dating in high school, she asked me to the annual tolo dance and it just spun off from there. She had a few boyfriends previously and she was my first real girlfriend.
About two weeks into the relationship I went on my phones facebook app and she forgot to sign out of her profile. Up until this point she had my full trust because I always liked to give people the benefit of the doubt, and after all we have only been dating for two weeks. I right off the bat see that she has been talking to some small time rapper and think to myself "Why would she even be talking to this guy in the first place?" I read their messages and it went something along the lines of "We should hang out after one of my shows." and something else along the lines of "It's not really cheating if it's an online thing." Red flags exploded all over and it planted a seed of mistrust that only further blossomed. I asked her about it and she said it was nothing and that she wasn't going to cheat on me.
About a month later we are skyping pretty late one night and she asks me if we can just be friends with benefits and not actually date. I totally lose it and ask her "Who even does that?" and basically make a fool of myself. She tells me she's joking (obviously wasn't) and we left it at that.
I'd say two months later our relationship is starting to show some flaws, we argue quite frequently and she starts talking to one of my good friends quite often. I share with her my concern of them talking so much and she says "Oh shutup, he's just a friend. It's nothing you have to worry about." Well they start working out together at the local gym and text each other more than me so I continue to express my concern (I was starting to feel like the odd one out, it really wasn't helping my self esteem either). She gets mad when I talk to her about it and says that it's really nothing.
A week after I find that they have been sending each other pictures (never saw anything that was scandalous, just a dumb game they'd play) and I invited her over to have dinner friday. She tells me yes then cancels later that week friday prior to school. I ask her why she had to cancel and she told me she was hanging out with some friend. I found out that it's actually my friend and they're watching a movie over at his house. I got mad and told her I don't want her going over to his house because I feel like that he's trying to get between us and she tells me nothing is going to happen because they are friends. I storm off angry.
Later that night I get a call from her. It was the first time we talked since that fight earlier that day. She tells me that it's not working and we have to break up over the phone. I tell her "Whatever" and hangup the phone on her and head over to one of my old flings houses to visit and catch up. I didnt want to mope around all night while she was doing whatever she wants with my so called friend.
Later in the night she calls me asking me to talk to her and who is that girl in the background and she starts freaking out that im with some other girl. I hangup and ignore her for the rest of the night.
The next day she comes over to my house because she wants to talk to me. She tells me she wants me back and I tell her of course because i was a sucker for her when she starts crying. She then says "I have something to tell you" and she pulls down her turtle neck and her neck is covered in hickies. I freak out and start crying. I don't remember that much more other than calming down then she says there's more and pulls her shirt off to show hickies all over her breasts. I freak out and kick her out of the house.
The next day I went over to her house to break up with her in person and she started bawling and asking for a second chance. I gave her a second chance as long as she stayed away from my friend.
Not even a week later I look at her recent calls and my friends all over it. This is when my anger started getting the best of me in this relationship. I started screaming at her at my house and told her "Get the gently caress out of my loving house, and get the gently caress out of my life."
She cried outside of my house for awhile and came over uninvited plenty of times to just cry at the door as I ignored her.
We don't talk for the majority of summer and I get with a new girl and we have a stupid little summer fling that was just kids being stupid, it was nothing serious.
At the end of the summer we have a town fair every year. We started talking again right before the fair and kind of talked about getting back together. On the last day of the fair she comes over and we have sex and tell eachother how much we still care for eachother. Later that day at the fair I see her with some other guy holding hands and acting all cute and I totally lost it again except this time I was drunk. I called her terrible names and told her about my summer fling.
She went off to college the next year on the other side of the state. We started talking yet again but it wasn't anything serious on my half, however, she wanted to have an actual relationship while simultaneously going to frat parties weekly. She comes home during breaks and we fight and have sex all the time.
When she finally comes home for the summer she talks to me about having an actual relationship again, but she had to tell me something first. She told me about how she got drunk and hooked up with some guys while she was at college. I wasn't too mad considering all they did was make out, because we weren't dating and to be fair I had a summer fling so you can't get mad at her for that.
Now it's fall and she is still constantly trying to get me into a relationship with her. I constantly deny because I'm just not ready for another relationship with her yet, however she still comes over and sleeps at my house.
One night she goes with a friend into the town over and goes to a party. I think nothing of it considering she does that a lot.
That was two weeks ago. Two days ago we got into a fight and I tell her I don't want to deal with this extra drama right now so I start ignoring her texts and calls. After an hour of ignoring her I get a text saying "Anon, I was raped at a party two weeks ago, I didn't want to tell you because I thought you'd be mad." or something along the lines of that. I immediately call her to comfort her and ask her what happened.
Her first story went something like "I was black out drunk and got raped by some black guy."
Next it was "I was blacked out unconscious and supposedly some guy raped me, I didn't even know. I only know because my friend told me."
At this point I'm skeptical so I decided to call her friend to see what happened. Her friend is super casual about me asking and even giggles when I ask what happened. I ask her what happened to her and she simply says "I walked in and they were totally loving."
I hold my tongue and ask if it was "Rapey" at all and "Consensual". She laughs again and tells me it was "totally consensual" and "she was into it".
I tell her thank you and hang up and call my ex back. I can't hold my tongue and let her have an army of curses I didn't even know I could fathom. I screamed at her until she hung up then called back to scream some more.
It's been two days since then and I have no clue what to do about this.
I miss her, but this is all so much of a clusterfuck that I don't know what to do.
It'd just be nice to have someone to talk to about this. I want to sleep at night.
TL;DR Ex Gf and I were trying to fix our relationship and she goes out and get's black out drunk and fucks some guy consensually.
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Sep 5, 2018 01:12
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- My Imaginary GF
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thanks, that motherfuckin books a piece of shi
My friend/roommate [20/F] blocked me [20/F] on social media tl;dr: my roommate blocked me after we got into a fight about her petNon-Romantic
quote:Freshman year both me and my roommate got along really well and became friends, so we decided to room together again sophomore year. Let me start off by saying I consider myself a really easygoing person, and was ok with my roommate having her bf over as long as she let me know ahead of time. So overall, we fought about things a lot more sophomore year. She got a new bf who would come over a lot (which I really didn't have a problem with), but I remember one time when he surprised her (he didn't attend the same school as us) and decided to sleep over. I'll admit I was a little annoyed since we agreed that if we would have people over we would let each other know. Well it's like 12am and I can hear them whispering to each other, and as someone who has morning classes, I needed sleep. So I took my pillow and blanket and asked a friend who lived on our floor if I could crash in her room. She agreed, but not even 5 minutes later my roommate storms in and screams at me for leaving the room and tells her bf that he can't stay because I had a problem with it (which I NEVER asked her to do). So from that point on he never stayed the night and whenever he visited it was awkward between us.
So the main fight that cause my roommate to block me happened near the end of the year. Her and her bf decided to get a pet rat (they were moving in together the next school year, and I guess they wanted a pet). The only problem was they needed a place to keep their new pet until they moved in (keep in mind they aren't moving in together for another couple of months). So my roommate decides to keep their pet in our dorm. She never asked me if I was ok with having a pet in our dorm room, so when I came back to see a pet rat on her desk I was a little surprised. But as someone who didn't want to fight with her roommate/friend I let the pet stay (like I said, I'm pretty easygoing). Well, in the glass container there was a metal wheel that rodents run on. And of course, the only time the rat would run on the wheel was at night when I was trying to sleep. So one night I got fed up and asked my roommate if she could take the wheel out (in a nice way, of course). Well, my roommate freaked out. She screamed at me, took out the wheel and threw it against the wall, and screamed at me some more. At that point I didn't really know what to do, since in my mind it didn't seem like a big deal. The next day I learn that she's blocked me on Facebook and Instagram, and a mutual friend sent me an Insta post she made where she called me the c-word. She later blocked me on all other social media. We talked about our fight the next day, and she told me how she felt like she was always walking on eggshells around me (which is the exact way I felt about her). So the school year ended, and we acted amicable towards each other, but when she moved out she didn't say goodbye, and she still has me blocked on social media. I really considered her one of my closest friends at college and it really hurt me that she was willing to throw away a two-year friendship over a pet. Do you think I should just move-on, or try to save our friendship? I really want to be friends, but after our big fight, just seeing her would give me anxiety, and I'm not really ok with the Insta post she made (which I believe is still up).
tl;dr: my roommate blocked me after we got into a fight about her pet
like omg you put 2 yrs in you were at heart level 8+ and now she puts a pet rat before you girl o m g such highschool drama
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- GIANT OUIJA BOARD
- Aug 22, 2011
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177 Years of Your Dick
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Now that schools are back in session, did we ever get a conclusion from that kid whose family sent him to live with grandpa but wouldn’t tell him why?
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Sep 5, 2018 01:17
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- cumshitter
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by Fluffdaddy
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So is she training a service dog, or is she training her own ‘service dog’?
Could be either. One of the people I deal with at work does the same thing and whenever they call they'll tell me about their latest dog.
But it's definitely a thing for volunteers to take on dogs and help train them into service. From what they tell me it's also part of the weeding out process. Some dogs just don't have the personality for specific jobs and sometimes get placed elsewhere or into different positions.
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Sep 5, 2018 02:08
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- burial
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No all butterflies are girls you're thinking of moths those are the boys.
You have it exactly backwards. There’s no way a Luna moth would ever be a dude.
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Sep 5, 2018 02:09
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- Veni Vidi Ameche!
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You have it exactly backwards. There’s no way a Luna moth would ever be a dude.
Whereas the Monarch totally is.
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Sep 5, 2018 02:28
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- The Lone Badger
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Could be either. One of the people I deal with at work does the same thing and whenever they call they'll tell me about their latest dog.
But it's definitely a thing for volunteers to take on dogs and help train them into service. From what they tell me it's also part of the weeding out process. Some dogs just don't have the personality for specific jobs and sometimes get placed elsewhere or into different positions.
The Guide Dogs here do a thing where they place puppies with suitable families to grow up into well-behaved and well-socialised dogs that are ready to begin formal training.
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Sep 5, 2018 02:44
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- burial
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Whereas the Monarch totally is.
I almost said that! but I mean, queens are monarchs too.
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Sep 5, 2018 02:47
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- Captain Yossarian
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All new" Rings of Fire"
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I like hummingbird moths, gently caress butterflies
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Sep 5, 2018 02:52
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- Motronic
- Nov 6, 2009
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So is she training a service dog, or is she training her own ‘service dog’?
You know it's the wrong way around here: she's "training" her own "service dog".
(this is not how it works)
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Sep 5, 2018 02:53
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- Haifisch
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Objection! I object! That was... objectionable!
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I [24 F] like to get outdoors when I'm stressed or upset. My boyfriend [26 M] thinks it's weird and unhealthy.
quote:When I'm under a lot of stress, I like to go backpacking and camping alone, just for a weekend or something. I started when I was a teenager with a lovely home life, I'd just go camping in my cheap pup tent, or sometimes without a tent at all on nice days. Just go deep into the woods around my family's house out in the country.
Over time, I got better gear, and now I've got a whole backpacking setup. I keep my gear in my backpack, so whenever I want to go, all I have to do is pack food, clothes, and a map, and I can be out the door in no time. I live in a city now, so I have to drive out to somewhere to camp. Usually a wilderness area in a state or national forest. I always tell my brother my planned route and when I'll be back.
I keep a camping journal that I only write in when I'm out in the woods, it's got a lot of soul searching and deep poo poo in there, since I generally go on camping trips to have some time to think stuff through. I wrote in it about my abusive family, coming out as bi, going through some scary experiences in college, having a lot of my skewed worldview shattered when I moved out of my small town, etc.
It's super cathartic, spending a couple days just thinking about survival, the little things like gathering firewood and building a fire to cook over, following a map, finding water, etc. Then spending the night somewhere, relaxing in nature with no distractions like a phone, or technology, or other people.
Most of my friends think of it as an odd little quirk of mine. They've all lived in cities or suburbs their whole lives, and think it's a little crazy to go spend a few days in the wilderness. But they think it's harmless, and just joke about me going off to cuddle the wildlife.
Anyway, last week, something happened that shook me up, and made me want to go camping. I found out that someone I had thought of as a friend had been beating his kids. I was shaken up by the fact that there was another side to a guy who had seemed so kind and compassionate otherwise. I was also sad to lose a friend, because of course there was no way I could get past that knowledge and remain friends with that guy.
So I told my boyfriend a little bit about it, and told him that I'd be going camping. It wasn't like I was cancelling any plans with him; he was scheduled to work over the weekend anyway.
He said that he didn't want me to go when I was upset, he didn't like the idea of me alone in the woods for days when I was upset and shaken up.
I said that going camping was my way to deal with being shaken up, it has a calming effect on me, so while I may still be sad, I'll be in a better place to think things through.
He said that it wasn't a good way to deal with stress, I should be talking to people, and not isolating myself.
Basically, I'm fine with talking about stuff, but only after straightening it out in my own head first. I'd rather not jump into talking about stuff when I'm too upset.
My boyfriend said he didn't want me to go, but I said that I needed to, and that I'd just be going for one night.
After I got back, he's been really weird about it. Like asking a lot of questions about what I was doing. And why, if I was just going to think, I had to be in the woods. Couldn't I think anywhere?
I tried to explain it like I did in this post, how I've done this for a long time, how it brought me peace. And he just didn't get it. He thinks it's unhealthy, that I'm running away from problems, etc.
How do I explain to a city boy that the outdoors really does bring me peace?
TLDR - I go camping when I'm stressed or emotional, and my boyfriend doesn't get it. He thinks it's unhealthy.
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Sep 5, 2018 03:00
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- Salty Josh
- Jul 13, 2016
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Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can't take it, and my heart is just going to cave in.
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A fact that has pretty well astroturfed is that, in my experience, a lot of smart people are complete loving assholes. That is not to say that people who are really dumb are the nicest, actually think that the person who is just slightly above average, on average, is most likely to bear out
However, for the most part, the really intelligent people I’ve known, total dicks
The smartest person I’ve known who is still nice is my mom and even she can be pretty mean sometimes.
Yeah, agree on all points.
I'm a dick mainly to illicit a genuine response. One that brings the conversation down to a level where I can effectively function better.
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Sep 5, 2018 03:11
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- Khazar-khum
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You know it's the wrong way around here: she's "training" her own "service dog".
(this is not how it works)
Not true.
You can train your own service dog, so long as it performs a series of tasks to help you. For example, I trained one of the very first seizure alert dogs. I wanted her to warn me, guide me to a safe place, and guard me while I had my seizure. Those are now some of the protocols used for seizure alert dogs. when I took my last dog for her test (not required, but my co-trainer and I wanted to do it) she scored a 93/100. <My current dog is excellent at behaving in public, will guard me, but is a bit slow about getting me to safety. He's a retired show dog, and they're what I like to use because they're normally confident and obedience trained. Well, Nate is working on his confidence. He's getting better.
The demand for service dogs far outstrips the supply. So if you are following acceptable procedures, you can train your own service dog.
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Sep 5, 2018 03:15
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- Salty Josh
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Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can't take it, and my heart is just going to cave in.
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Not true.
You can train your own service dog, so long as it performs a series of tasks to help you. For example, I trained one of the very first seizure alert dogs. I wanted her to warn me, guide me to a safe place, and guard me while I had my seizure. Those are now some of the protocols used for seizure alert dogs. when I took my last dog for her test (not required, but my co-trainer and I wanted to do it) she scored a 93/100. <My current dog is excellent at behaving in public, will guard me, but is a bit slow about getting me to safety. He's a retired show dog, and they're what I like to use because they're normally confident and obedience trained. Well, Nate is working on his confidence. He's getting better.
The demand for service dogs far outstrips the supply. So if you are following acceptable procedures, you can train your own service dog.
Sorry you have seizures man.
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Sep 5, 2018 03:17
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- My Imaginary GF
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by R. Guyovich
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Me [34 M] with my ex-girlfriend [22 F] of two years, recently broke up and are arguing over how to divide our shared pet rats.Breakups
"reddit posted:My ex-girlfriend and I dated for nearly two years. We met at the local university her sophomore year (long story). We are both into learning and animal models of behavior. We both have experience with rats, and while we don't get attached to those in the lab, it's hard to not appreciate them as pets.
About two months ago we adopted three rats from the local humane society. We named them after her parents and after my son. They are all males, but her mom has a gender-ambiguous name so it worked. We have a huge cage complex for them, but I'm able to afford a new cage if needed.
They are in my house, but she would stay here most nights unless my son was with me because my ex-wife has an issue with the age difference. She didn't have class until late in the afternoon, so she would tend to the rats during the day and I would in the evening. They are very social.
I love her very much. I thought I was going to marry her, but her immaturity got in the way and we broke up over it because she constantly needed to party. In the fall she is moving from campus into her own apartment and is allowed to have pets. She wants the rats.
My son is attached to his namesake, and it would devastate him if I don't keep that one. I would get him a companion so he wouldn't be lonely. My ex is insisting that she spent the most time with them. She is threatening to sue me if I don't give her all three. I don't know on what grounds, but I'd prefer to keep the whole relationship private. Still, I plan to stand my ground because my son loves that rat. It's more of a loner, so I don't think it would be all that stressed without the other two. We adopted him on the same day, but he was not raised with the ones named after her parents.
How do I explain to her that she is being unreasonable and to think about my son over her own selfishness? I think she only wants the rats to stick it to me.
Any advice would be appreciated.
[Edited for better paragraph breaks]
tl;dr: Ex-girlfriend is being unreasonable over how we split our pet rats, and I am trying to find a way to convince her she is in the wrong here.
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Sep 5, 2018 03:43
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- But Rocks Hurt Head
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I don't know on what grounds, but I'd prefer to keep the whole relationship private
Says the guy who was totally going to marry her
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Sep 5, 2018 03:50
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- PizzaProwler
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Or you can see me at The Riviera. Tuesday nights.
Pillowfights with Dominican mothers.
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By the title, I assumed it was a follow-up (or related) to that psycho college roommate with the noisy rat from earlier.
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Sep 5, 2018 04:28
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- My Imaginary GF
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by R. Guyovich
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let her sue you for the loving rats, rats are worth like a dollar
alternatively, give her the rats because don't gently caress your undergrad interns you dumb gently caress
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Sep 5, 2018 04:36
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- Haifisch
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Objection! I object! That was... objectionable!
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I [33M] found out what my girlfriend [34F] of 7 years does in secret when she's mad at me.
quote:This morning I'd asked her to take the dog out because I had a conference call with associates in Dubai. He was whining to go out to pee and I didn't have time. She was in the living room playing on her phone. I had to ask three times, because she wasn't really listening. The third time she sighed in an annoyed way, snapped "okay!" but took him out. I was in my office on the call for about an hour.
When I came out (my office is across from the upstairs bathroom) I opened the door to find her in the bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet. She looked startled to see me. I asked what she was doing? "Cleaning the toilet." "With what?" (The scrub brush was standing next to the toilet) "What? A brush, who cares." At this point I was walking toward her. She looked like she was trying to hide what she was doing, and that's because I saw it was my toothbrush. She was scrubbing the toilet bowl with my toothbrush. There also wasn't even any cleaner fluid in the bowl. Just the toilet water and mildew.
So of course I was really disturbed and confused. It led to a huge argument. It came out that she did it because she was pissed off at me for "nagging" her about the dog. I told her if she had responded the first time I wouldn't have had to nag, but she was absorbed in her phone. This often happens, I cannot just say something once because she'll ignore it. If I'd gone up to my call she would not have taken the dog out.
Then she started yelling that I never leave her alone, I'm always bothering her when she's busy (she's not, she's scrolling Instagram or Facebook) and I'm always nagging her to do "stupid things." The reality is, I work a very busy sometimes stressful job fulltime and also do most of the house work, like cleaning, dishes, laundry, and cooking to name a few. I walk the dog 90% of the time too. She is in school to get her associate degree and other than that doesn't work. In my opinion the distribution of house tasks isn't equal. She goes grocery shopping, but that's the only chore she'll do on her own. Every time I've come back from a business trip I've found the house a mess. I was gone for two weeks in China last month, came home to find our entire supply of dishes piled in the sink, and she'd resorted to takeout for the last few days rather than wash them, then left the containers everywhere. Sometimes I ask her to do something because I'm just really busy or really tired, and it's always a fight to disconnect her from her phone because she tunes everything out. That's why I had to repeat myself. Which annoyed her so she decided to get back at me by using my toothbrush to clean the toilet.
I asked if she's done this other times after I've asked her to get off her phone to help out around the house. She said yes. Didn't even try to dance around it. She matter of factly stated she can't remember how many times she's done it. She said it's how she vents her anger without starting a fight with me.
I told her I was disgusted. Does she have any idea how many germs are in toilets? I've had three stomach flus the past year or so of the sort where you have diarrhea and vomiting for a day. Now I'm wondering if that was because of her doing this. It's not like she just spit on my toothbrush or something else gross but not a health danger. All because I ask her to pick up some slack around the house once in a while? She's got this much anger toward me over that? I can't even get my head around this.
To be honest I don't know how I'll ever look at her the same now, or trust her. This is so disgusting to me.
How does something like this even get worked out?
Tl;dr : whenever she's mad that I ask her to do a small chore around the house, like taking the dog out to pee or washing dishes, my girlfriend has been dealing with it by scrubbing my toothbrush inside the toilet bowl. What the gently caress.
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- wedgie deliverer
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I [24 F] like to get outdoors when I'm stressed or upset. My boyfriend [26 M] thinks it's weird and unhealthy.
Going outside? How absurd.
I know that dumping people is hard but this seems like a pretty clear cut case of not having incompatible interests, assuming he’s not just trying to control her.
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Sep 5, 2018 05:06
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- Ghost Leviathan
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Exploration is ill-advised.
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I'm going to level with you, folks: I've only been a Jew sarcastically this whole time.
From what I understand of Judaism, that seems like a legitimate sect.
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Sep 5, 2018 05:25
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- Ghost Leviathan
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Exploration is ill-advised.
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Let people play their smile wizards.
They're called Sorcerers.
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- Taima
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tfw you're peeing next to someone in the lineup and they don't know
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I see a couple of problems with going camping every time you are upset.
1) It actually is a dick move to regularly say "I'm not ok emotionally, I'm going away completely alone, see you at some point" to a partner.
2) As a coping mechanism, it seems hard to keep up. A friend you knew was beating his kids, so you have to go off the grid? Where does that stop exactly? It's important to have a coping mechanism that doesn't upturn several days at a stretch. What is this lady going to do if she has kids, for example?
I know that dumping people is hard but this seems like a pretty clear cut case of not having incompatible interests, assuming he's not just trying to control her.
I don't see how this is an incompatibility problem? She only wants to go alone. She isn't trying to go with her partner even if he wanted to.
If my partner regularly went totally off the grid like this I would be pretty concerned dude. I think almost everyone would have a similar reaction. It is unsafe to go camping alone.
My brother sometimes goes on long backpacking trips alone, and the park service registers you on a list before you go. He lists my name and if he doesn't contact me by a certain time after he's supposed to be done with the hike, the police get involved because it's dangerous as poo poo to be alone without anyone around. My family grew up in the mountains... I'm not some city boy moaning about campers. It really is just a bad idea, let alone if you're "working poo poo out" and not feeling the best emotionally.
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Sep 5, 2018 05:42
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- ArbitraryC
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Don't worry son, i'm just going out for some cigarettes camping, I'll be back soon I promise.
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