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The rise of people in Gen Z purposely avoiding coworker friendships is deeply troubling to me, considering the current loneliness epidemic. All relationships are context-dependent and transactional. It is impossible for them not to be, that’s literally how relationships work, and they bloom in proximally sharing in situations together (e.g a job). Just like they would in tribal communities. Most importantly, they are all reliant on structures that are in flux. They are all real relationships, because that is all relationships are. You can have work-based friends, book group-based friends, uni-based friends etc. None of them are any more or less valid than the other. Even if they are temporary, most relationships are. That does not inherently devalue them. In a lot of jobs, natural work-friendships will be pretty difficult to avoid. It’s okay if you legitimately dislike/don’t gel well with particular individuals, but if not, then forcing yourself to go against the friendship-forming grain by just preemptively ✨grey-rocking✨ everyone, purely “because they’re coworkers”? This will make for such an unnecessarily miserable experience for both you and other people. And for what? Because they might betray you? I’m not saying you have to be the most intimate friends in the world, and there’s nothing wrong with being slightly prudent about what you share in respect to context (like literally any relationship)… But you will frequently spend literal hours of your days at your jobs, they will take up a substantial portion of your life. The phrase “it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all” also exists for a very good reason. You may wish more people just emptily did their job without trying to be chummy, and went home. But I do not, and will fight tooth and nail for that to not be normalised. We only live once, we could die any moment, none of us asked to be born and we are all in this together. So if I can milk even a single modicum of joy out of a day in my existence by trying to form friendships in the workplace, I will. Coworkers absolutely can be your friends, and you should be embracing that, you miserable git ❤️   P.S. In case you’re wondering, no I’m not an extravert. I’m very introverted and still have this opinion. submitted by /u/ThePloddingParadox to r/unpopularopinion [link] [comments]

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I’ve had my little polydactyl kitty, Miko, for almost 3 years now. I’ve trimmed his toes once every 2 weeks. He never showed any signs of stress or discomfort ever, super chill cat. Until Miko started licking and chewing at his extra toes one day. I figured something may be stuck under his little extra toes he couldn’t get at, clumped up litter or something. So I gave his paw that seemed to be causing him issues regular cleaning and baths. His paw got more and more stinky as time went on and it concerned me a lot, but I would clean it and it would seem to help temporarily. Until it got stinky again. He never let me REALLY look under there- he fought me a lot. I figured the reoccurring stink was just litter and debris getting stuck under his toes. Last night his paw stunk so bad while he slept on me I couldn’t handle it anymore. I tried doing my regular cleaning, and took a paper towel to under his toes and pressed it- then came out a light pink liquid that stunk horribly. I got my boyfriend to hold him wrapped in a towel so I could take a REALLY close look under his toes with a flashlight. I was horrified, and saw what you see in the 2nd slide. A HORRIBLY ingrown nail. In the 3 years I’ve had Miko, I’ve never seen ANY nail or nail bed under those toes, zero nails in between his paw while clipping them EVER. So this was a horrific discovery. I realized quick the stench was an awful infection and rushed him straight to emergency care within an hour. My poor Miko had to get the problematic nail completely removed and declawed during his emergency surgery. I never realized how much pain he was in all this time. It’s a really horrible feeling. The vet bill was $600 USD, which didn’t even hurt as much knowing my poor boy was suffering. The reason I’m sharing this story is because I could barely find any info online about a nail bed completely hidden under or inside toes. This IS a possibility and I wish I knew it sooner. Please, if you have a kitty who’s paws are bothering them, don’t ignore it and investigate it NOW. It will save you so much money and trauma to you and your kitty. On the bright side, Miko is okay and is predicted to make a great recovery. He’s on many painkillers for the recovery process. Take this as a warning to never ignore any signs, even if they are small! submitted by /u/allrightsimp to r/cats [link] [comments]

Hey all, I am SO UPSET with my neighbors. They have all these expensive trucks, tools, ATVs, and they meticulously care for their yard... but they neglect their pitbull. I saw him when I was taking my own dogs for a walk and he came right up to me. He was very friendly. At first I thought he was hit by a car how badly he was limping. His tail looks like he's been broken and never reset properly. His paws looks like they may have been crushed at some point and are twisted all weird. His poor nails are severely overgrown and he's very unwashed. He is the SWEETEST BIG HEADED BOY! My heart was heavy when someone told me it was my neighbor's dog... and I returned him. I thought that's the best thing. I have my hands full, I have a full house of 2 dogs & 3 cats. And I don't even own so it's tough already finding rentals as is. But I just felt SO BAD returning him. The neighbor wasn't even happy to see him. She just herded him back into their garage. Then today he got out again... and he waddled right over to my doorstep again. He remembers me and came back. 😭 I had to return him yet again and I felt SO BAD. I hesitated and considered keeping him for a bit to do his nails and bathe him, I feel like I should have. I walked him back to his house and rang their ring cam and what did my neighbor tell me? "Hey just leave him outside he'll probably be fine" LIKE EXCUSE ME?! It's SO SAD AND HEARTBREAKING. I dunno what to do. I'm considering asking them if they will at least let me groom him because he desperately needs a bath and nails trim. Some friends have told me to ask them to take him, and see if I can find a better home for him. He's literally such a sweet boy. It's so hard to see him suffer, he's absolutely in a ton of joint pain you can see it in his hips and legs. It looks like a combo of bad breeding, neglect, and maybe old age (I don't know how old he is). Has anyone been a situation like this and how did you handle it? If he gets out again I dunno what to do. 😭 I know the reality is that in many ways he's lucky just to have a home. It's so sad though. I have to hug my dogs. They don't know how lucky they have it. EDIT: I want to clarify my situation, a lot of folks suggesting I adopt him, I can't unfortunately. I have both a reactive dog and a senior cat. To me honestly my cat's health and stress levels are the most important because she has a lot of issues and struggles to eat, dealing with thyroid balancing medications with her. I don't want to put extra stress on her. Given, I don't know, maybe things would settle and work out, but I just want to put this out there that it wouldn't be an easy thing to take any extra dog into the house right now. :( UPDATE: I went over there today with a little care package I made for him with treats, and I have a spare collar I wanted to give to the dog (because he has no collar). But nobody answered the doorbell I assume they were not home. I'll try again tomorrow. :( UPDATE 2: I went over and talked with the owner. I brought with me a bag of treats and some bully sticks I had to give to the dog. I just told her "Oh hi! I love your dog he is so cute!" And she awkwardly but cordially smiled and said "oh thanks, he loves you too". I offered the bully sticks but she said he has sensitive teeth and can't eat them, but she took the other treats I brought. I asked if he's older and she said he is 12 years old. I feel a bit of relief after talking with them. He's an older dog, and from the looks of it, probably has some bad genetic health stuff going on which explains a lot with the waddling (joint pain) and general condition. When she refused the bully sticks due to his teeth I knew they have at least some level of care for the dog if they are careful about what to give him. So I'm definitely relieved to find that out! I'm not sure about his nails but I didn't press about those. Anyway I told her he is no trouble at all and he is welcome to visit me anytime. And offered to pet sit him if they ever needed it while away. So at least they know they have a neighbor who does care if they are out of town they don't have to leave him completely alone. I think about the dogs in shelters, many of whom never get out or get any home, and at least this big guy is fed, watered and has a roof over his head. I feel sometimes as someone who is passionate about animal's wellbeing that I let my heart do a lot of the heavy lifting. After taking a step back and taking with them I realized he's gonna be okay. He is 12 years old, and I don't think pushing for a rehoming situation for him at this point would be necessarily the best thing for him. It is hard for me because I want EVERY dog to be as loved as I love my babies. But a lot of people don't see dogs the way we do here. I don't think that he's being abused though, if the owner was aware of his tooth sensitivity and turned down the bully sticks, she is at least aware of some of his health issues. I want to say thanks everyone for your comments! I get so riled up over pitbulls in the best way. I love them SO MUCH. And I cannot resist a big headed house hippo. submitted by

I am not The OOP, OOP is u/waitwhatohno Me [28 F] with my SO [28 M]; he cheated on me with my step sister [27 f], and she's pregnant with his kid. TRIGGER WARNING: Infidelity, mentions drunk driving, alcoholism, death of a parent, ableism, gaslighting Original Post July 18, 2015 He (Adam) says he was drunk (we've been together for 10 years and finally got engaged and planning on getting married in a year and starting a family in a few years), and she (Betty) took advantage of him...the first time. Adam doesn't have an excuse for the handful of other times they slept together over a three month period. I knew she was pregnant; I've already been roped by my mom into co-hosting the baby shower with my other step sister (Claire, 30). I don't know if it's shock or what, but I'm so fucking glad I haven't given Claire my share for the expensive jogging stroller we're getting Betty, or my half of the baby shower cost. Betty told everyone the father is an ex-boyfriend who doesn't want anything to do with her or the kid. She makes a ton of money, she'd be fine as a single mother and my mom would help a ton since she's retired and bored and wants a Dugger families worth of grandchildren. Adam confessed everything because his dad walked out on him and his mom when he was a toddler, so he wants to be a father to his child, but still be with me because he loves me and made a mistake. I told him to get the fuck out of my apartment (thank fuck we don't live together right now. We've lived together previously, but his mom wasn't doing well so he moved in with her. His mom is fine now, so apparently he used his new found free time to fuck my step sister. Although a bunch of his crap is at my apartment because he was supposed to be moving in in like a month and was bringing crap over slowly,) and called my mom and told her who the real father of Betty's baby is, just because she's my mother and she'll listen to me cry. ........... She fucking knew already reddit!! Apparently, in a fit of sadness over missing her deceased mother (who died when she was like 2), Betty told my mother. They all (mom, Claire, and my step-father) have fucking have known for months. Months. Meanwhile, I'm over here killing myself trying to find the perfect floral arrangement for the tables for Betty's baby shower, because I'm trying to be all sisterly and shit, and being the bigger person because sure as hell, Betty wouldn't put half as much effort into my babyshower if I were having one and she was hosting or cohosting it. Or half as much money, even though she makes a shit load more then me. My own mother couldn't fucking tell me that my fucking fiance fathered my fucking step-sister's fucking baby. No, in fact, she fucking guilt tripped me into being a co-host for the babyshower as soon as she found out Betty was pregnant. I think before she found out Adam was the father. I think. Mom, apparently...well, the general gist is, she want's us all to get along and be a family, and it doesn't matter about the past, it just matters about the new life in the family. That she knows I'm upset and hurt, but I need to work on my relationships with Adam (since we've been together 10 years and I wouldn't want to throw that away over a mistake) and Betty (since we're sisters and have been since we were kids) and figure out how to be the bigger person and put my feelings aside for the sake of the kid and our family. I've always been the bigger person with Betty, from the very moment we were first introduced at the tender ages of 10 and 9, and she refused to give me my favorite stuffed animal back. And, even then, mom felt bad for her and let her get away with being a brat, and she got to take Mrs. Snuffles home while I had to suck it up and be the bigger person. She probably still has poor Mrs. Snuffles in some box in my mom and step fathers attic, a trophy for her first of many victories over me. I hung up on my mother. And here I am posting on reddit. I don't want to be Betty's kids step mother. I don't think I can forgive Adam; he knows what Betty's like, and how our relationship is. Hell, I don't even know if I can forgive my mom, and she's like, my mom. She was a great mother, one of my best friend's. The only wrong things about her was her nasty habit of pitying Betty and letting her get away with murder, and her crappy knitting that she always gives as gifts. I just...I don't know how she can justify this betrayal in anyway. It wasn't me that screwed up ten years of a relationship, or mine and Betty's supposed sisterly bond, it was them. Maybe I should talk to her and ask if someone's slipped crazy pills in her food the last few months, or maybe she's getting early dementia or something? Fuck I don't know. I keep looking at the text message from Claire she sent me way too fucking early this morning asking when I was giving her my share of the $800 jogging stroller we're getting Betty and my share of the babyshower costs that's going to be worth a crappy craigslist car. Edit: Is it wrong to reply telling her to go fuck herself? Because I did. We put all the crap on her credit cards, and she's in school and working a crappy retail job and I feel bad for leaving her the huge ass debt over $3000, but I keep telling myself she can return the stroller, cancel stuff, sell the stuff that can't be returned, and probably my step dad and mom will help her with the rest. Another Edit: I mass texted our friends telling them that Adam was a cheating bastard who was Betty's baby-daddy. We've been together so long that all of our friends are friends with us both. The only people I'm friends with who aren't friends with him too are basically just acquaintances I don't feel comfortable talking about this with. Then I turned my phone off. I swear to god, if any of them knew, or take his side....What if all of them knew? God. Tomorrow my mom's out of the house at her weekly volunteering gig, and I'm going to go over to their house. I have a key, but chances are if my step dad is home he'll let me in and go back to watching tv. Great man. My step-sister's got a woman who tried to mother them without replacing their mother, and over compensating like hell, I got a I got a dude that will occasionally nod at me, and sometimes give me a deal on rent when the family plays monopoly. I've got stuff in the attic that I was keeping their until I had a house of my own, plus I want to find Mrs. Snuffles. Oh, and I'm going to raid my mom's jewelry box. Which sounds bad, I know; but I'll only take the stuff my grandmother left me, I promise! I was letting my mom borrow it because I felt bad my grandma willed it all to me and skipped her (mom's an only child), and figured I'd just get it back when my mom died in forty years. Which I will freely admit is fucking stupid of me, because I could just see Betty whining that she didn't have any grandmother's to leave her jewelry and that it isn't fair. And probably my grandma knew what she was doing leaving it to me instead. I wish she was alive, she'd tear my mom a new one. Hopefully everything will be there and she won't be wearing anything. I don't know what I'm going to do yet, but I want it just in case. I don't think she'd like, give any of it to Betty or Claire or anything, but I also didn't think she'd fucking betray me like this, soooo. It's my jewelry. She's borrowing it indefinitely, I just kinda figured I'd let her keep it until she died because it was her mom's, but it's mine. I can't trust her not to give any of it to Claire or Betty, and I don't want to have to talk to her if I decide to never speak to her again, so I'm getting it tomorrow. We both know it's mine, it's not stealing to decide not to loan it to her anymore. It means a lot to me, so I'm for sure getting it. Thank you for all your comments and advice so far, I'm going to go to bed and see what tomorrow brings me. Hopefully all my jewelry, Mrs. Snuffles, and messages from every one of my friends saying they're never speaking to Adam again because he's a bastard, they won't forgive me if I take him back, and none of them had any idea. Edited again I'm a really bad person. I texted Betty. "I hope your baby is born with down syndrome, which will be an interesting combination with the fetal alcohol syndrome it's got a 90% chance of having since you drink more then your mother ever dreamed of drinking." And then I followed that up with a text calling her a cunt. And then another one that just said whore. Her mom died in a car crash she caused by drinking and driving. And Betty is the type of person who has expressed more then once that people with disabilities like down syndrome should just be killed because they don't have any use and are a drain on society. I feel kinda bad...partly because it's shitty things to say to anyone, and I'm a better person then that, and partially because reading that back I don't really think that's much of an insult or anything, really. But what do I know, I've never been pregnant, maybe it'll make her cry. (And thanks to her, I'm probably not going to be pregnant any time soon! ) I turned my phone off again and to keep it off I tossed it on top of the top of the kitchen cupboards that I can't reach without a chair, and I'm for sure going to bed now. What the fuck do I do? tl;dr: Fiance fucked my step-sister, she's pregnant, my mother knew and wants us all to be a big happy family because she's got grandbaby fever and always takes Betty's side. Fucking Betty wrecked our shared car as teenagers and I still had to pay half the replacement cost because it "wasn't fair" for just Betty to replace it. I'm well on my way to getting drunk enough to go rescue Mrs. Snuffles from her attic prison if fucking Betty hasn't thrown her away. Update Aug 17, 2015 (1 month later) Last month I posted https://np.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/3dpnlb/me_28_mf_with_my_so_28_m_he_cheated_on_me_with_my/ TLDR is that my Fiance confessed that he was the father of my step-sister's baby. My mom, other step-sister, and step-father all knew. Mom had guilt tripped me into co-hosting the baby shower (before she found out), and my share for it and the present would have been roughly $1500. I kept my relationship with Betty cool as soon as I turned 18 and moved out to go to college. We don't really have that sisterly bond, it's more like "cousins you see at family reunions" bond. We tolerate each other. She knows I think she's a spoiled brat, and I know she thinks I'm a bitch because I won't take shit from anyone and will call her or anyone out on their shit. Mom's the only person I cave to and allow myself to be guilted into crap and walked all over for; I am not a wall flower, or welcome mat, or anything. So yeah. A lot of you said to cut them all off, and if I read my post that'd be my advice too. Like I said, I don't take shit: I completely stopped being friend's with my BFF since I was 8 when I was 22 because she was staying with me for a month and kept smoking in my apartment even when I asked not to, then got bitchy when I bluntly told her she was being a jerk, (and in general I just didn't like the person she was growing into.) So, first: The day after my post I went to my mom's house. No one was home, and I used my key. I grabbed my jewelry, and the boxes of random crap I had sitting in the attic. I looked for Mrs. Snuffles, but I couldn't find her. I searched all of the Betty boxes, and the Claire boxes to just to be sure. I'm pretty sure their dog at the time destroyed her. I doubt Betty would have kept her all these years. I may or may not have cut up all of Betty's photos I found. Whoops, was that a photo of your mom? Well, I'm sure Claire has photos of her plus you have my mom now sooo you'll be fine. (No, I'm not proud of that, but, well, they're sitting in the attic anyway, and much like Adam, I had a lapse of judgment. I lapsed so hard I grabbed the kitchen scissors on my way to the attic.) I will admit, a month later, I feel pretty crappy I did that. But the day after I was still really raw, and pissed and yeah. When I got home, I finally checked my phone. There was a shit ton of messages from Mom, Claire and Betty that I deleted without really reading -even an hour afterwards I couldn't have told you what they said, but I bet in general I could guess. The messages I got from my friends were really disappointing. Like I said, they were all mutual friends that have never known Adam and I separate from a couple, and most of the replies were "we care about you both." Only a couple said he was a bastard or anything. One person, in fact, knew. Adam had told his BFF like a week before he told me, and his BFF strongly encouraged him to tell me. A lot of you weren't very kind about speaking about my mother. Understandably; but she's not a narcissist, or a bad person really. She's too kind, and when she married my step-father she felt really bad for my step-sisters, and took it to extremes. Like I said, she was my best friend and I had even been toying with the idea of making her my matron of honor if we decided to have a wedding verses just going to Vegas, which we were seriously considering. I met my mother for lunch at restaurant. She was upset with me for taking my jewelry without telling her, saying I should have left a note because she just about had a heart attack when she got home and my stuff was gone. I told her she should have told me as soon as Betty left that Adam was the father of her baby. She said she hadn't want to get involved, or in the middle, and by telling me when either Adam or Betty should have would have meant she was involved; plus she was in shock that Betty had told her that, and wasn't really thinking about me. I told her that happened most of the time when Betty was involved ever since we were first introduced. She tried to convince me to take Adam back; that I shouldn't waste our ten years together. I told her that Adam was the one who choose to throw away ten years. She did tell me that she hadn't known when she'd momed me into co-hosting that Adam was the father, and that she and my step-father would cover my share of the gift/shower. I told her that I was her daughter, she gave birth to me, and I was not going to ever be able to forgive Betty, so if Mom wanted to keep being my mother, she needed to pick me for once. She said she couldn't do that, that she had been Betty's only mother figure, and she wholly considered Betty her daughter; and she really didn't want to get involved still. That if she had given birth to all three of us, her decision would still be the same. I told her that I was very sorry to hear that, and I wished her well; I'd call her every now and then, but I was not going to see her much or attend family gatherings; nor would any children of mine know my step-family. She said she was sorry to hear I was deciding that, and that she hoped I'd forgive and forget eventually and not tear the family apart. I told her I was disappointed in her, but not particularly surprised, and Betty was the one who fucked my fiancé, and tore the family apart. Then I said goodbye, popped down my share of the bill, and left. I'll call her in a couple of months, but for now I've got her and my step-family on their on ringtones so I know to not answer them. If she insists on talking about Betty, Adam, or their baby on our phone calls, I won't speak to her until she learns to not do it. Yes, she very kindly admonished me for what I texted Betty, but I shrugged and told her that she's getting involved by telling me I shouldn't have sent that. Yes, I realize I shouldn't have sent Betty what I did, but I was pissed and I'd finished off a bottle of wine. And frankly, she is a cunt. As for Adam, he showed up about a few days after he told me with pizza, ice-cream, and flowers. I had his stuff sitting by the door, and was more then willing to have him get it and go, but he convinced me to talk to him. He confessed that while I loss my virginity to him, he had loss his to Betty a few weeks before. It felt like he'd punched me in the face. I told him if I had known that I would have dumped his ass then, and spent the remaining nine and a half years not being held back because he didn't want to leave our city, or go on trips out of the country, or get a freaking cat (he's super allergic) or paint my nails (he's weird about nail polish, I haven't painted mine since we started dating seriously.) He was apologetic, but said he loved me and wanted to work on things. I told him I wasn't going to be Betty's baby's stepmother, that I wanted to live a 100% Betty free life and that if I were to take him back, he would have no contact with the woman he cheated on me with, which obviously wouldn't be possible if he's the kids dad. He said that Betty told him there was a chance he wasn't the father after he told me (because, like I said, she's a cunt). I told him there still was a chance he was, though, and I wasn't going to risk it; plus that didn't change the fact that he'd betrayed me when we were first together, and last year, and that was two times too many. He asked if we could still be friends, with, I'm 90% sure, the intent to win me back. I told him I'd think about it. No chance in hell of that happening. I talked to my dad; he lives across the country, and we're on great terms even though we only saw each other during the summer when I was growing up. I really like my step-mother, but our relationship had always been a bit shadowed because, well, I was a dick and firmly pushed her away to not hurt my mom's feelings. Which I'm pretty sure is some sort of weird irony. Dad offered to pay to get me out of the rest of my lease, and let me live in one of his rental houses for free if I want to move to his city. I'm going to do it. I've got a buttload of savings to last me a while until I find a job. I never wanted to stay in our home city forever, and I think being 2000 miles away from my mom, and the rest of them will really help. I'm going to work on my relationship with my step-mother too. First thing I'm going to do when I see her is apologize. I quit my job, and have spent the last few weeks relaxing, packing, planning, speaking to a therapist, looking at cats up for adoption in my dad's city, and reaching out to the handful of friends I have there from when I'd visit dad in the summer; hopefully someone will click and I'll have at least one good friend there. I bought myself way too much nail polish, got a manicure, and a lot of money on a pair of boots I've wanted since forever but held off on getting because, you know, I couldn't splurge like that because I was going to get married. So everything's going to be okay, I think. Thank you to everyone who commented and pmed me with helpful advice and sympathy. tldr: Took Adam back, trying to talk Betty into naming the baby after me. Just kidding! I'm moving 2000 miles away from them all and everything's probably going to be okay. THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT THE OOP DO NOT CONTACT THE OOP's OR COMMENT ON LINKED POSTS, REMEMBER - RULE 7 submitted by /u/Direct-Caterpillar77 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]