Weighted Blanket For Sleep

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...the blanket can help to ease you into a deep and restful sleep. ...the Restore by Silentnight Cooling Weighted Blanket, with one side made from...the comfort of the weighted blanket. ENCOURAGES RELAXATION: With the anti-anxiety benefits of a weighted blanket and the soothing ...a calm and restful night's sleep. EVEN DISTRIBUTION: The blanket is filled with undetectable weighted glass beads sewn into a...

... got 6.75 hrs of sleep, only waking up 2 times.... So he grabbed up his blanket and I put on some ... waddling maker. • Hanging Leg Raises Weighted sets with 10 lbs on ...

... bottle and put him to sleep in the crib next to... min later he goes to sleep and I transfer him to ... to sleep in his crib without putting him in my bed? Does he need a weighted blanket?

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... the suggestion outward like a blanket. "You're alone in here. Nothing... he pushed a stronger command. "Sleep. Now." The pyro staggered, flames... to his knees, fighting the sleep command but losing. The cryo, ... hypnosis many times more potent. "Sleep," he whispered, voice soft but ... brought his null bat. The weighted weapon, infused with nullifying ability, ...

... the suggestion outward like a blanket. "You're alone in here. Nothing... he pushed a stronger command. "Sleep. Now." The pyro staggered, flames... to his knees, fighting the sleep command but losing. The cryo, ... hypnosis many times more potent. "Sleep," he whispered, voice soft but ... brought his null bat. The weighted weapon, infused with nullifying ability, ...

... we did switch to the sleep sack with foot holes and ... felt fine with a free blanket, but he struggled to keep ... a slightly heavier ( not weighted, but not a thin blanket) that he was able...

... a heavy pillow or a weighted blanket, helps them feel more 'contained'... strategies before this disrupts your sleep and appetite further. Please remember...

saor said: Tried a 7kg weighted blanket...did not like. Feels heavier at 3am and I'm not lus for hauling weight around when I'm sleepy if it slips down / going to the bathroom etc. I've been keen to try one of those, I tried a kids sized one once and it seemed seem awesome, it does definitely make you feel more relaxed or secure. Is it not so great in practice to sleep with?

Just a suggestion if it's a possibility for you - a weighted blanket really helps my leg issues at night when I'm trying to sleep. You can get a light weight one, and fold it if you desire a heavier effect once you get used to it. Sorry I don't have more to offer, but know that I wish you well.

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... you get some sleep my friend, I have my weighted blanket ready to go...

Weaning from pumping, down to 3 pumps and I’m feeling some sort of way. Trouble sleeping, anxious, overall just feeling bleh. I took out the weighted blanket in hopes to improve sleep. Taking it out on my husband, poor guy has been a good sport about it.

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... clock." She paused. "Did you sleep?" He looked over at her. "... brown skin. She pulled a blanket around herself, checking her duty ... and simple attrition in battle weighted the casualties towards them rather ...

... sleep. And dark. I'm having a torrid affair with my blackout curtains and weighted blanket...

.... It's called Cyproheptadine. A weighted blanket has helped her sleep through the night too.

... skin like a wet wool blanket, thick and suffocating. Aemon had... his eyes. The lids felt weighted with lead. A wet, smacking... Oldtown. He died in his sleep. He was whispering about dragons...," Aemon noted. "You let me sleep. You let your niece wonder...

... as a weighted sleep product although it is a regular wearable blanket and has...

... of it, and I would sleep in a ditch before I... with the cat and the weighted blanket and the coffee mug that ...

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... and yellows, the fog of sleep slowly fading as she gained ... she barely could shake the weighted grogginess that hovered over the ... with his own like a weighted blanket. "You don't need to be ...

.... I used to have a weighted blanket, but I have no idea... glad it is helping you sleep better. Burgers are always good! ...

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context of photos (In order.) at the bottom. The final months of Anne Frank’s life represent a harrowing journey from the suffocating confinement of the Secret Annex into the deepest depths of the Holocaust. Yet, even as her world collapsed into the unimaginable cruelty of the concentration camp system, her story remains profoundly human—marked by a fierce struggle to survive, the devastating weight of grief, and the quiet comfort of a few brave women who refused to let her die alone. Following the betrayal and arrest of those hiding in the Secret Annex, the Frank family was sent to the Westerbork transit camp in the Netherlands. For the adults, Westerbork was a place of agonizing suspense, dominated by the terrifying dread of the weekly deportation trains heading east. For fifteen-year-old Anne, however, the camp brought a bitter, ironic sense of relief. Having spent over two consecutive years trapped behind a bookcase in absolute silence, Anne explicitly told a fellow prisoner that she felt freer within the barbed wire of Westerbork than she had in years. She could finally feel the warmth of the sun, look up at the open sky, and speak at a normal volume without fear of discovery. Eyewitness Judy Salomon recalled that Anne was a remarkable presence in the camp. While fear paralyzed others, Anne was filled with a vibrant, animated energy. She walked through the barracks with wide, intensely curious eyes, eager to talk to people and engage with the world again. She spoke passionately about her identity, her writing, and her dreams for the future, refusing to let imprisonment diminish her spirit. In the evenings, Anne was frequently seen walking through the camp streets hand-in-hand with her father, Otto, drawing immense comfort from his presence. This period would be the last time anyone witnessed the sparkling, hopeful Anne Frank known to the world through her diary. On September 3, 1944, the Frank family was forced onto the very last transport train from Westerbork to Auschwitz-Birkenau. Upon arrival on the selection platform, Otto Frank was permanently torn away from his wife and daughters. He would never see them again. Left in the brutal women's camp of Birkenau, Anne, her older sister Margot, and their mother Edith formed what survivor Bloeme Evers-Emden described as an "inseparable trinity." Stripped of everything, they stayed alive by drawing strength entirely from one another. When Margot contracted a severe case of scabies, she was forced into the camp's crude isolation building. Refusing to leave her sister's side, Anne voluntarily entered the infectious disease barrack to act as Margot's primary caretaker. Outside the barrack, Edith Frank fought desperately for her daughters. Day after day, she would dig beneath the wooden wall of the structure from the outside, sliding precious, hoarded scraps of bread through the dirt to Anne so that she and Margot could maintain their strength. Witness Lenie de Jong-van Naarden recalled that Anne was incredibly brave and fiercely protective during this time, utilizing every ounce of her willpower to keep her sister alive. In late October, a new selection tore the family apart once more. Anne and Margot, deemed capable of work, were chosen for transport to Bergen-Belsen. Edith was forced to stay behind in Auschwitz. The separation completely broke Edith Frank’s spirit. According to fellow survivor Sal de Liema, once her daughters were taken from her, Edith lost all will to survive and stopped eating. In a state of grief-driven delirium, she began hoarding whatever dry crusts of bread she could find, hiding them under her mattress. She stubbornly insisted to anyone who would listen that she had to save them for her daughters, convinced they would need the food when they returned. By late December, completely emaciated and weakened by starvation, Edith was admitted to the camp's crude infirmary barracks. She suffered from a punishing combination of a high fever, influenza, and severe gastrointestinal illness. Caring for Edith in her final days was a fellow Dutch survivor, Rosa de Winter-Levy, who had been deported on the same transport as the Frank family. Another inmate, Betje Jakobs, also witnessed her condition. Rosa wrote in her diary that Edith was completely unrecognizable, describing her as only a shadow and just a ghost. On January 6, 1945, just ten days before her 45th birthday, and a mere three weeks before the Soviet army liberated Auschwitz, Edith Frank passed away quietly from exhaustion and disease. It was Rosa de Winter who later survived and broke the devastating news of Edith's death to Otto Frank. Anne and Margot arrived at Bergen-Belsen to find a living nightmare. The camp had no infrastructure, no running water, and almost no food. Thousands of prisoners were arriving daily, and a catastrophic outbreak of epidemic typhus—a deadly bacterial disease spread by lice—was tearing through the freezing, overcrowded barracks. In February 1945, Anne learned that her close childhood friend from Amsterdam, Hanneli Goslar, was being held in a neighboring, slightly less brutal section of the camp called the Star Camp. Because Hanneli's family held special exchange papers, they were permitted to wear their own civilian clothes (though stained and frayed, marked with the yellow Star of David) and received marginally better rations. Risking their lives, the two girls met in the dead of night at a high barbed-wire fence stuffed with straw to block the prisoners' views. Hanneli recalled that she could barely see Anne through the darkness, but heard her crying bitterly. Anne was no longer the vibrant girl from Westerbork; she was a shivering skeleton wrapped only in a blanket. Anne told Hanneli with absolute certainty, "I have no one left." She explained that she knew her mother was dead, and she believed with total conviction that her father had been murdered in the gas chambers at Auschwitz. This false belief broke Anne's remaining psychological defense. She felt entirely alone in the world. Desperate to help, Hanneli gathered a small rescue package containing a torn sweater, cotton socks, and a few hard bits of cracker, and threw it over the fence. A desperate prisoner snatched it away from Anne. Weeping, Anne begged her friend to try again. A few nights later, Hanneli threw a second package, and this time, Anne caught it. It was a brief moment of human love in a place of utter horror. As February turned to March, both Anne and Margot contracted the deadly epidemic typhus. The disease brought on excruciating headaches, weakness, and a terrifying, burning fever that triggered neurological delirium. As the typhus took hold, Anne succumbed to severe hallucinations. The extreme overcrowding meant the barracks were severely infested, and in her feverish state, Anne became utterly consumed by the terrifying sensation that thousands of lice were crawling all over her clothes. Eyewitnesses like her school friend Nanette Blitz and fellow inmate Rachel Frankfoorder watched in heartbreak as Anne, shivering and weeping in terror, tore off her prison clothes and threw them away. She couldn't bear the physical feeling of the fabric against her skin, believing the garments themselves were swarming with the insects. Though stripping off her clothes exposed her to the bitter winter cold, historical evidence shows that keeping them on would not have saved her life. The clothes were heavily infested with the very lice carrying the deadly bacteria; she was already deeply infected, starving, and entirely beyond the reach of medical care. Wrapped only in a single, thin blanket, she sat near the drafty doorway of the barracks. Anne was not abandoned; she was surrounded and cared for by a small, brave network of Dutch women and resistance fighters who did everything within their power to comfort the dying sisters. Janny and Lientje Brandes-Brilleslijper, two sisters and Dutch resistance workers who acted as nurses in the barracks, brought Anne and Margot whatever small scraps of food, water, or medicine they could find. Irma Sonnenberg, a barracks leader, gently tried to comfort Anne when she spoke in her weakness about her father, telling her, "No, you are not so sick," in an attempt to spark her will to live. The end came quickly and quietly. Margot, completely weakened by the typhus, tragically fell from her bunk bed onto the hard floor. The shock and injury took her remaining strength, and she passed away. Upon Margot's death, the final anchor holding Anne to this world shattered. Deprived of her sister, and still believing her parents were dead, Anne completely surrendered to the illness. She no longer had the strength to cry out or fight. Janny Brandes-Brilleslijper testified that just a day or two after Margot's death, Anne passed away quietly in her sleep, wrapped tightly in her blanket. It was early spring, 1945—just weeks before British forces liberated Bergen-Belsen. In their final act of devotion, Janny and Lientje Brandes-Brilleslijper tenderly wrapped the emaciated bodies of Anne and Margot Frank in blankets. Together, they carried the two sisters out of the barracks and laid them down in one of the mass graves outside, ensuring that the sisters who had loved and protected each other through life remained side-by-side in death. After the war, it was Janny who took up the painful task of writing to Otto Frank, breaking the news that his beloved daughters were gone, but that they had been loved and cared for until their very last breaths. Bergen-Belsen concentration camp after the liberation of the camp. A row of small tents has been pitched outside the barracks. A group of survivors huddles in front of one of the tents. Soon after liberation, a camp survivor receives medical care. Bergen-Belsen, Germany, after April 15, 1945. Romani (Gypsy) survivors in a barracks of the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp during liberation. Germany, after April 15, 1945. Two survivors in front of the women's barracks in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp. Bergen-Belsen, Germany, April 1945. Soon after liberation, camp survivors bathe in outdoor showers set up by the British. Bergen-Belsen, Germany, after April 15, 1945. Soon after liberation, camp survivors cook in a field. Bergen-Belsen, Germany, after April 15, 1945. In the days before liberation, the prisoners had been left without food or water. More than 13,000 inmates died in the three months following liberation. Man too weak to stand up. Women photograped after liberation Women photograped after liberation 2 Women photograped after liberation 3 woman laying in bed sick and malnourished. woman very malnourished and can barely stand. Women in the camp, laying down after liberated. Older woman (?) very malnourished and sick with typhus. Woman sleeping after being liberated in a bed for the first time in months. women in bunks. two women together . childern after liberation smiling. submitted by /u/ResidentMost8848 to r/HistoricalCapsule [link] [comments]

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December of last year, I was out of work and paying my bills by Uber driving. One night I went to pick up somebody, and he was talking with me on the curb about how I was supposed to have picked up his girlfriend, but he put the destination in wrong, and we were trying to get that figured out. While we were talking, I see this tiny little tabby cat come walking down the sidewalk and come right up to the car! It was cold out, and I felt so sorry for this tiny little kitten, but she was anxious when I picked her up and scampered away. Couldn't stop thinking about her as I went on with my night, and after my next Uber trip, I decided I was going to go back there and try to find her. As luck would have it, my next trip was to pick up the guy's girlfriend and bring her back to his place, so I ended up back there anyway. I shut off the app and looked around for her, she was under some bushes nearby. I gave her a piece of cheese that I kept with me for snacking, and the hungry little kitten gobbled the whole thing down. For some reason, I had "Call Me Maybe" stuck in my head at the time, so when she let me pick her up and hold her, I named her Carly. She curled up on my chest and purred the entire way home. Carly settled in nicely, and made friends with my other cats. Started eating good food and putting on weight. She loves to wrestle with my boy cat, Buster, and attack my feet when they're under a blanket. And almost every night, she curls up to go to sleep right near my head, usually on top of one of my hands. The vet gave her a clean bill of health, and I gave her a pretty little purple collar. She doesn't meow, she kind of meeps? She's not always the happiest to be picked up, but she does insist on always being in whatever room I am in, usually just chilling nearby. I think pretty often about how that tiny little kitten just came right up to my car and asked for help. On top of that, the next night dropped to subzero temperatures, and if that skinny little kitten had still been outside that night, she might not have made it. But now, she's a spoiled little house cat who gets to spend her days guzzling down wet food, napping on couches, and staring out the window at squirrels with the other cats. I love her to bits and pieces, and ​I'm so glad she's part of my family. submitted by /u/crushinator7755 to r/CatDistributionSystem [link] [comments]

My journey began a while back in 2017 when I first discovered bicycle touring. Before that, I only wished there was a way I could cycle forever and enjoy the freedom I felt whenever I was cycling even to shorter distances. So by 2020, I began wondering how I could pull this off. I began by researching as much as I can and to my surprise, there were a lot of people doing this, except almost none were black like me. I am not trying to make this about race, but it scared me because I knew that came with both advantages and disadvantages. In Africa, and Zambia to be specific, I grew up seeing our white brothers and sisters passing with panniers and bicycles and I always wondered "where do they go?" Seeing long distance travelers by bike was not strange to me, but I never saw even one black person doing it. I'm aware times have changed, but the truth is none of my brothers did it like we saw Westerner brothers and sisters do it. Being black and African with such ambitions is almost like a taboo in the environment I grew up in. Questions like: -Why would you want to do that? -Are you mad? -That’s for white people. These would always come up when I was telling my friends and family about my then-upcoming trip. I knew I had to face all that head-on because if it was up to them, they wouldn't even let me go. THE COLD START After months of research, finally, it was time for me to go and face the wild. I didn't do any training or trials whatsoever. I remember there was a group from the CTC WhatsApp group who was going in the same direction I wanted to go (up to the north), but I guess they were too afraid to trust me enough to tag along. I reached out to Reddit and announced I would be doing this journey, asking if anyone was interested in joining me. No one joined me; all I got was well wishes and good lucks. I bought the bus ticket from Lusaka to South Africa because I really wanted to start from there. After reaching SA, I didn't even have time to rest because I had so much excitement. Immediately the next morning, I was already on the road. The first few kilometers were fun and exciting, not knowing what was ahead of me. THE GRITTY REALITY AND LOGISTICS Let me be honest with you: it looks easy until you do it. This journey is not for the faint-hearted. There were days I spent just pushing through the sands of Namibia with no electricity and no way to charge, I was carrying a solar panel that stopped working upon reaching the third country. In my bags, I carried all the food I needed and barely had any money left for anything else. By the time I reached Malawi, I had the equivalent of about K150 left, which is like a mere $7 in my pocket. MY INVENTORY: FOOD: Rice, cooking oil, sugar, spaghetti, soya chunks, milk powder sachets, 1 tin of coffee, some bags of oats, and hot water soup sachets of different flavors. COOKING: A small pot, a small knife, and a firewood tripod stand. I used kerosene for starting firewood because throughout the journey I cooked only using firewood. (And no, I didn't start any wildfires because I’ve known how to do this since childhood.) WATER: Two bottles of water, each 2.5L. ELECTRONICS: A DJI Osmo Action 1, Rode Wireless Go 1 mics, mic adapter, 10,000mah power bank, and chargers. I used a Xiaomi Pad 5 for editing 4K footage and a small itel feature phone that would last weeks on one charge. CLOTHING: I started with a lot but gave most away. I settled on 3 shirts, a reflector vest, 1 short, 2 trousers/pants, 1 pair of slippers, 5 pairs of socks, a beanie, a hat, a winter jacket, and 1 raincoat. TOILETRIES: 4 rolls of large toilet paper, toothpaste, toothbrush, body lotion, powdered soap for washing, 1 roll-on, and 2 bars of bathing soap. CAMPING: A cheap camping tent, a small blanket (no sleeping bag), and an inflatable single mattress which I only used once. MECHANICAL STRUGGLES AND HUMAN KINDNESS I didn't carry any spare tires, which I regretted later. In Malawi, I started having multiple punctures because the tires were worn out. Luckily, I have a really close friend in Malawi who hooked me up with the spares I needed to continue. In Tanzania, the bike’s hub axle broke in half due to the weight. I almost got stranded in the middle of nowhere until a friendly guy showed up and offered to buy a new one for me for free. Throughout the journey, I experienced kindness of all sorts, as well as judgment. Because this was very unusual behavior for a person of my color, I would sometimes be suspected of ill intentions by locals, which was scary. SURVIVAL AND COMMUNICATION Every time I reached a village, I had to get permission from the village headman or chairperson before setting up camp. I slept on the side of roads, in school football pitches, and occasionally in unfinished buildings when my instinct told me it was safe. In more developed countries, I simply camped in people's yards with their permission; they would often offer me food and engage me in conversation. The language barrier was also a major factor. Starting from Tanzania, Kenya, and Uganda, there were barely any English speakers. Communication was a headache even with Google Translate because it doesn't get Swahili right. I had to rely on reading signs and connecting what people were trying to say. REFLECTIONS FROM THE JOURNEY One of the hardest parts was the unplanned situations, I lost a lot of footage when my first memory card got corrupted. It hurts my soul to think about those lost clips from the start of my journey in the south. I could go on and on, but I share this story to inspire someone. You don't need much to do this, but you must expect pure grit. It will forge you and change you to the point where you will never see the world the same again; it will strip you to the real you. I'm now planning a full world tour and this time I will be fully prepared. You can watch the videos of this journey on my YouTube channel while I work on editing more episodes. Any questions are welcome in the comments, my last post was called AI slop so I toned it down on the motivational talk and focused more on the story. submitted by /u/Maximum-Fox-4593 to r/bicycling [link] [comments]

Loadout: 50+ mile Sniper Adventure Challenge Race Kit (you don’t need this for bugging out!) Hey guys. I don’t thinks that having a military background makes somebody immediately qualified to give advice about prepping or moving over land. I actually think that a lot of Veterans overpack and are focus focused on the wrong thing for prepping or “bugging out”. We were trained to have logistics, supply, and fight. If you go into one of these situations with that mindset, you will be carrying way too much stuff. Following my time in the Ranger Regiment and as a conventional sniper, I started knocking out multi hundred mile treks around the United States. Dude, I ate so much humble pie from carrying too much weight and not understanding what it means to truly self support. In the military, you assume, “one is none and two is one”, meaning: you need to have redundancy in your gear. My pack for hiking the 800 mile Arizona Trail weighed about 22 pounds, 30 pounds when I had to walk 20 miles plus with no water points. I had a full kit: Bivy sleeping bag, water, filtration, and food for about five days. I covered +/- 30 miles a day for 40 days from the Mexican border to Utah. I experienced heat exhaustion and some gnarly foot injuries that I had to take care of out in the field. All this to say: you guys are carrying way too much stuff if you plan on walking 20 miles with no/little training. First: safest course of action for a lot of things is to stay in place. Here is a simple loadout for getting home if it’s 20 miles away: One Nalgene Bottle (everything in this kit goes inside the bottle when stored) -space blanket -Swiss Army knife -Cell phone charger pack -Ultra light rain jacket -Electrolytes -Antidiarrheal/ibuprofen (as long as you keep the water inside you you can probably make it home) -Sunscreen -Chapstick -2,000 calories -cheap sunglasses -headlamp -TP -aquamira tablets (chloranamine) -Collapsible pack (mystery ranch has a 19L) -compass (maybe) -if it’s winter time, obviously this list changes, you can fit one of those REI brand puffy jackets into pretty small spaces. Costco and farm supply stores have great gloves for $6 a set. That’s all you need to get home and walk 20 miles. Water is the most important thing. Water over a gun. Most people who serve in combat don’t actually shoot their weapon, every single one of them drinks water and goes to the bathroom. I’m all for prepping and being prepared - I know that I’m just some guy on the Internet but I have a lot of experience walking in and out of austere environments. On the tier list of things that you need, a firearm is pretty low - but probably still an essential item, if you know how to use it. If you’re looking for good shoes, I really like Hoka and Altras and for boots La Sportiva. You do not need three pocket knives and a Glock 19 with six mags and a plate carrier to get home when you live in rural Virginia or wherever. If you can carry in your state, cool, then put a Glock +2 mags in a fanny pack. Hot take: Your cell phone has a compass that will work even without service, it also has a flashlight, those little battery banks are pretty valuable and while I do like analog - if you’re truly reducing weight, then use the device that you use every single day that works without fail for hundreds of days in a row. Your cell phone is durable, it’s probably the item that you use the most and drop and it gets wet and it still works every single day. I wouldn’t take my personal cell phone into a war, but we’re just talking about getting home. submitted by /u/FTWkansas to r/prepping [link] [comments]

Hello. Im not sure if anyone will remember but a few months ago I posted about my cat (same video above) Id link the old post but I can’t find it. So I adopted him a year ago from the shelter and he has an issue with constant crying. He’s 3 years old (he was just bathed in this video his fur is normally in good condition) and I’ve taken him to 3 different vets multiple times. I’ve gotten bloodwork done, x-rays and urinalysis to rule out any medical issues. The vets are stumped nothings wrong and he’s not in any pain. But he cries. He only stops when there is food in his mouth. He’s lives with me in my apartment and has plenty of toys scratch posts, trees and enrichment. I try to play with him for an hour a day but he is not a very playful cat. If I approach him he runs off, he’s very skittish and doesn’t care to be pet. Sometimes he will sit with me. He is always crying though. It stops when I leave the house- I know this because I set up a camera with audio and he will stop crying when he knows I’m gone. After getting comments on my last posts I got him a cat friend. I received a lot of comments and dms that I was neglecting him by going to class and working and he must be lonely and It made me feel very badly. I adopted a docile cat from my local shelter and kept them separated in different rooms and didn’t let them interact for a week then I started scent swapping their blankets and beds , and 14 days after adopting the new cat I swapped their places by putting them in eachtohers rooms (my OG cat still got to free roam I just kept my new cat in my study room (2 bedroom apartment) This is whenOG cat started hissing so I started back at square one. I started again andI kept them fully separated for another week then began swapping their scents again- OG cat started hissed at new cats scent which he didn’t do before so I started again and kept them apart for 2 weeks- they’ve been living together for a month at this point. I tried again and this time was able to let them see each other without issue so I let them meet face to face but my OG cat attacked the new cat so I started over and know I can’t get past the scent swapping without both of them hissing and growling. I keep them fully separated-but know my new cat is constantly peeing himself because my OG cat cries scare him. I keep pee pads in the room and I take the new cat for walks. My OGs cat crying hasn’t stopped so I don’t think the issue was him needing a friend. I don’t know what else to do, the crying is so bad I hallucinate hearing it when i’m not home and I can’t sleep at my apartment anymore either. I’ve tried using noise machine and ear plugs but it doesn’t help. I’ve lost weight, my life savings on vet bills (i’m 20 so my life’s saving we’re only like $20,000 but it was a lot to me) lost friends, broke up with my boyfriend and my grades have plummeted. I will go nights without sleeping and have to sleep either in my car or at a friend place because of the cries- I know some people have very vocal cats but it’s nothing like that. It is constant endless screaming and I am desperate for help. I genuinely am so exhausted and don’t know what else to do, my vet can’t help and everyone tells me to get ride of the cat but I have been trying to rehome home for norah and nobody wants him, he will be Please if anyone has ever dealt with something like this please let me know what helped it !!!! My cat is fixed and gets CBD gummies and has a feilway- we’ve tried anti-anxiety pills on him (prozac and a brand i’m blanking on) and neither had any effect, he doesn’t show any signs of anxiety and doesn’t have dementia or a neurological condition either. submitted by /u/Embarrassed-Loan4783 to r/catquestions [link] [comments]

I made the choice to put my sweet baby girl to rest and I am struggling today to say the least. It all happened so fast. She had been slowly declining from her kidney disease and megacolon for the last couple months it was cycles of diarrhea, UTI’s, and severe constipation with many enemas. but the last week was bad. She lost so much weight because she mostly stopped eating she was under 5lbs. She was howling and wandering the house limping and wobbly from pain. But the week prior she was having constipation issues so the vet and I decided to increase her miralax and I think I’m the one that caused her final downfall. If I just didn’t give her so much miralax she wouldn’t have gotten so dehydrated and she’d still be here. I regret not giving her a last day but mainly because I genuinely didn’t think I was walking into the vet to put her to sleep. I thought she would get fluids like usual and she’d bounce back. I regret not putting her on pain meds to give her a last few days with us but I didn’t want her to suffer either. I woke up and she looked awful on the couch and I scooped her up and took her to the vet and then she was gone by the afternoon. I regret it all so much. I’m so torn. But the vet said it was time so I said ok. She only ate non k/d special food at the end and was hardly drinking. When she refused tuna (her fave) I knew this had to be something serious this time. The day I dreaded for 18 years. 18 years I had with my sweetest Snugs. 18 Christmases, 18 birthdays, 18 years of being my steady current of uncoditional love. And still it seems not long enough. She has passed on and I am lost. I genuinely loved this sweet girl with my whole being. She was the sweetest little kitten always so tiny and fluffy! Her tiny little paws, her purr was so unique, and her sweet little head butts were pure bliss! She slept on my pillow every single night. She was by my side through my postpartum and loved my babies as her own. She loved buttered corn, tuna, and Fred Meyers chicken strips, and never met a rotissere chicken she didnt like! She flew first class with me from AK to PA and has lived in 5 states! She would play fetch or put my hair ties in her water bowls and then place them on my shoulder! She loved putting rolled up socks in random places! She was always vocal with her squeaks and meows as if she was trying to speak to me. And she was the best at giving me slow blinks from any where always reminding me she was there and loved me. She was my best friend day in and day out. We hadn’t even been in Alaska a whole week before I saw her. She was so tiny and was baking biscuits on another kitty. I had to hold her and once I did I knew she was something special and thats an understatement. It was love at first sight and the rest is our incredible life together for 18 years. I miss her so much. I can still smell her on our things, my pillow, my clothing, our blankets. Her water bowl, her litterbox, her food dishes. I dont have the heart to do anything with them. I miss her so much. Who am I without her? She was my best friend and I for some reason thought she would be with me the rest of my life. She would be at the boys’ graduations and my 60th birthday party. Now shes just gone. I can still see her curled up on my pillow and hope someday we are reunited for all of eternity. If you made it this far thank you so much for taking the time to read about my sweetest little soulmate. ❤️ submitted by /u/nickaytaytay to r/SeniorCats [link] [comments]

I am NOT OOP, OOP is u/Purple_Hair1877 Originally posted to r/AITAH AITAH for not letting my boyfriend move in with me? Editor's note: made small edits for ease of readability Trigger Warnings: manipulation, destruction of property, mentions of animal abuse Original Post: December 15, 2025 I 28F live alone with my dog 12F let's call her Nina she is my baby I found her and her siblings when they were about 2 weeks old and care for them only two survived sadly, but I have to admit I spoiled her since the beginning because she barely made it. My boyfriend 30M still lives with his mom which is not abnormal in our culture but lately they been fighting a lot because his sister moved back in with her kids and he doesn't have much space, he has a very good job so he can realistically move out alone, but he is very insistent in wanting to move with me. We only been dating for 8 months and I don't think we are there yet also every time he visits he complains about something about Nina, he got mad the other night because he wanted to sleepover and wanted me to kick Nina out of the bed and I refused I told him before if he doesn't like it he can literally just break up with me. I'm not changing mine or Nina's life just because he doesn't want to move out alone. Well on Friday he got into a big fight with his family because one of his nephews grab his Nintendo switch and damage it or something and he came to my have with all his things packed pretending to just stay over without telling me and immediately trying to change things around he said Nina can sleep in the floor in our room or in the living room but he ain't living with a dog who is on the furniture. To make the long story short I kicked him out and told him he never even asked if he could come over and Nina lives here, he doesn't. He yelled a lot and got even more mad when I didn't reacted. He left and it's been texting me from a hotel telling me he's loosing money because I'm mean and a bad gf. I told him we'll talk again once he gets his own place. I told my friends about it and some of them were on my side but others said I was prioritizing a dog over a human and yes maybe but why is it so wrong? I started doubting myself but I'm not really willing to make my dog suffer because he can't adapt to her or find his own place so AITAH? AITAH has no consensus bot, OOP received the majority of NTAs Relevant Comments Commenter 1: NTA, Break up with this guy - not just because he can’t respect that your dog lives there - but because he doesn’t respect YOU and the rules in YOUR home. If you let him move in he will just take over, and he'll probably abuse your dog when you're not around. this guy doesn't communicate with you, he imposes himself on you without warning and then tries to throw his weight around. He truly isn't worth your time. he sounds like a nightmare. OOP: I wanted to break up but my friends said I was overreacting so I doubt myself Commenter 2: NTA he sounds like the type of person to give away your dog when you leave and then say it ran away. Also, he wants to move directly from momma to you - he wants someone to continue taking care of him, to cook & clean. OOP: I just cringed a little and feel stupid now Commenter 3: Let’s see: lived with dog for 12 years, Been with human for eight months. Yea, YOUR math is correct, because your friends that say you’re prioritizing a dog over a human are crazy. You/BF might not be together in two months, but the dog WILL still be there!! So ask yourself, WHY do you consider those people friends, or think their advice is valid? OOP: It's the first time they said something like that they're usually very animal lovers so that's why I doubt a little. It honestly weirded me out when she said that Commenter 4: NTA, why are you with him when he doesn’t accept your dog? OOP: I only let him know where I live 2-ish months ago and he never said anything other than he wasn't raised with dogs like that but when he started wanting to move in I was like mmmmnope but it felt weird breaking up with him over that? I've always been impulsive and sometimes I regret the things I did without thinking Commenter 5: Those "friends" who think you were overreacting are WRONG. They're rather dumb too, and they probably think the same way as your (soon-to-be) ex about your dog. That idiot you are dating IS NOT A GOOD PERSON!!! I can promise you he's an entitled, controlling, immature piece of shit. He wants to move in with you so you can cook for him, clean after him, do his dishes, wash his clothes, etc etc etc. He needs a woman (you) to play Mommy to him. I can also promise you that he will never ever help you with anything in the house. DUMP THAT TRASH! Never ever betray your dog. Especially not for a filthy and totally worthless piece of garbage like your boyfriend. OOP: Honestly it surprised me he thinks I'll do chores because he knows I won't do it unless I don't have any other options OOP on her dog, Nina OOP: She's as big as a corgi and very round, brown-ish grey-ish hair with pointy ears and she has eyebrows so she's very expressive lol   Update: December 23, 2025 (eight days later) UPDATE - AITAH for not letting my boyfriend move in with me To make a very long story short I broke up with him. I didn't feel like being a mature person so I sent him a text and then blocked him again, he decided it was a good idea to get drunk and tried to break into my building and the security had to kick him out, I already removed him from the visitors list so there's no issue there I also decided to talk to my boss just in case he tries anything stupid. As for Nina she's spoiled as ever maybe even more, were preparing for the fireworks on Christmas and new years, i have some blankets, ear plugs, and her favorite treats just in case. And that's the update nothing particularly dramatic just immature I guess lol. I think that's all for now   DO NOT COMMENT IN LINKED POSTS OR MESSAGE OOPs – BoRU Rule #7 THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT OOP submitted by /u/Choice_Evidence1983 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

My ideas so far have been sunrise alarm clock, weighted blanket for sure, cool sheets? My sleep has been awful recently, and realized that I need to give my bedroom a bit of a revamp. My comforter/sheets/mattress protector pad are pretty cheap (bought them in college on Amazon), I’ve been sleeping with the same pillow for 6 years now, and I have no type of alarm clock other than my phone. My bf recently got me the Philips Hue light bulbs which I LOVE, and I’d just like to give my whole room a makeover. Thank you to anyone who contributes! submitted by /u/Lucky_Ad_6717 to r/BuyItForLife [link] [comments]

I am not OOP, OP Is u/AlternativeTry5797 originally posted to R/whatshouldido , r/AITA_WIBTA_PUBLIC, r/AmlOverreacting Mood Spoiler: Sad, depressing , unsatisfied and disturbed MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING: Child sexual abuse, grooming, domestic violence, in depth descriptions of rape, teen pregnancy, racism, cops , suicide attempt and self harm. AIO or is my brother trying to use me to get his GF to forgive him? made August 13th 2025 Honestly if you're someone recovering from toxic relationships just ignore this because it's triggering. But context this pass Sunday my (f15) brother (M19) is in a relationship with my best friend (F15) that we will just call Mia for the post. But Mia was my best friend before she was even my brother's Gf...now she's family because they recently hao my little nephew. The relationship between my brother and Mia is very toxic mostly because of him, he's very controlling and gets jealous a lot, he knows how to control her . Meanwhile Mia is very in my opinion trauma bonded to him because she suffered some bad stuff from her mom's ex boyfriend. he was like messing with her at night. From what she told me my brother was really there for her and helped her feel normal again. Then Mia is also religious and my brother was her first for alot of things if you catch my drift, and I think she thinks he's supposed to be her husband and she needs to be with him..so there whole relationship is just mess. Although the situation that brings me here is Mia and my brother were arguing all day Sunday he wanted to take the baby out to meet his friends and she told him no because she feels like he still too little. But that didn't stop my brother getting mad at her and she was like in the recliner breastfeeding the baby and she asked him to bring like a certain medicine to give the baby. I'm not even sure what it was but it had someone weight to its like an inhaler...he ignores her the first few times she asked and he finally does give to her...but I kid you not he quite literally chucks it at her hard. While she's holding my nephew and this I could tell scared her and she looked at my brother very obviously scared of him. After he does that he looks at her and walks away and she starts hiding under the blanket with the baby crying. That's when he realizes he fucked up and starts apologizing to her a bunch. But ch kept Pulling away and just didn't speak to him she we v obviously crying and my mom did take her home after that. She hasn't spoken to my brother since Sunday. I have obviously talk to her and she's just tired of being treated horribly by him in her own words, "I don't understand why he treats me this way, l've done so many things for him that I really didn't even want to do to keep him happy in the relationship and he still treats me like this, I won't allow him to mistreat our baby" My brother is now been trying to use me to convince her to forgive him...but personally I don't want her forgive him. He stole her light and positive energy since being in this relationship. She's not the same person she was before they dated and I feel Transcript of the text messages between OP and her brother. OP: I have no idea why you're downplaying this you were wrong point blank. Brother: Can you just tell her l'm really sorry..it was just the heat of the moment and it's not that deep. She has done similar when she's mad. OP: I'm not telling her anything until you actually realize what you did because right now you obviously are still trying to avoid accountability.... Like i honestly believe if she didn't have that reaction u would not believe what you did was wrong. Brother: Well obviously no shit that's a definition of apology I wouldn't apologize if I intentionally tried to hit her, it was mistake and I'm not villain like that and she knows that. Relevant comments: GothGhostReaper Where are your parents? What the hell is ur mother doing during all this???? As someone the age of ur older brother, that's DISGUSTING. I would NEVER have sex with a child like that much less make them a mother. Get cps involved or something for Mia's sake. OP My parents are just trying to be supportive about the situation. I think her mom did try to press charges but nothing happened and you know I thought it was also weird my brother was dating her.... bennygaycko i feel so horrible for her. she was abused and then your brother used her trauma against her to just continue abusing her. you are absolutely right that she should not forgive him or talk to him. he is a predator and your friend deserves better. these situations are really hard, because from the outside you can't do much to help, but i'm sure your friend really really appreciates having you especially in a time like this. keep trying to be there for her and hopefully she can get away from your brother soon. OP: The situation is alot more serious than I thought and I do feel way more awful before I posted this. I'm trying my best to help her and l've been trying to convince her to press charges herself. Also l'm going to use this comment to answer the more repetitive questions? How long have my brother and Mia been dating, so close to two years so yes she was like 14 when yk but she never told me they were going all the way until she started having those pregnancy symptoms...but also they been friendly with each other since she was like 9 because again she was my my best friend before all of this Her mom is aware of mostly everything and I do believe she did try to report my brother but nothing happened, but Mia lives with her grandparents because of that situation with her mom's ex boyfriend so they're technically her guardians. Also my parents are okay with the relationship because they like Mia and they don't think 4 year gap is bad ( well close to 5 because my brother is 20 soon) again these aren't my feelings those are my parents feeli im just providing an explanation AIO or is my mom enabling my brother ? Made September 20th 2025 So if you're kinda online, this music artist is in like alot of trouble, a d**d body of 15 year old girl was found in a car registered to him. Doing some digging people found out he's connected to her and was in a relationship with her he's 20 years old mind you. But the whole case has me thinking about my friend (F15) | call Mia on Reddit and my brother (M19 but will be 20 in 3 weeks) and how eerily similar it is and It's really freaking me out because I went down the rabbit hole. Like the victim and my friend both have same type of curly hair which I think triggered me and in the clips of victim with that artist match up the same mannerisms of how Mia acts like when she's with my brother which is like avoiding eye contact with people and hiding behind my brother and letting him talk. The whole thing really struck something in me. Like it made my stomach hurt I couldn't sleep. My brother gets insanely jealous and very possessive of Mia. He wanted to know everything she has done sexually including details about her SA just so he knows he's the only guy she's been with, but even then he blamed her for "allowing" that to happen and shamed her for it. she has told me my brother tried to convince her to runaway with him I can honestly go on and on.. mia's mom tried to go to the police about him but it never went anywhere and her mom went on a whole rampage about it on Facebook and said it's race related why they aren't looking into it, ( Mia is mixed, my brother is white and in the military). I don't think it plays a part but I have 2 cousins that are cops for our county and my uncle is a state trooper. I think it didn't go anywhere because Mia no longer lives with her mom. My brother is scary to me so l don't try to provoke him in anyway. Like 3 years ago we got in a fight because of the TV and he punched me in the chest knocked the wind out of me...from that point on I always try to avoid him. He's tall and works out a lot and he uses that to intimidate people and it works. Mia is a small thing and standing she only goes up to my brother's chests so she's a lot shorter than him and he she barely weighs anything like I can throw her if I wanted to. It wouldn't take much for my brother hurt her..he would not need weapon. They're still in contact with each other my brother told me they been texting back and forth all week and he's taking her on a date tonight to win her back. She hasn't been talking to me much which isn't a good sign because it just means she's back with him and doesn't want to tell me about it but AlO about this situation or do I need to calm down? Also this ISNT rage bait I'm dead serious and need help.. it's so unhelpful when people just jumped to that. OPs transcript messages between her and her mom OP: (link’s something from TMZ..? Follow up with) Sad isn't it Mom: Yeah I hope she gets Justice. OP: That's all you gotta say? Doesn't it remind you of one your kids. Mom: What are you talking about? And what the hell do you want me to say ? OP: I mean this situation it's very similar to censored message Mom: No it isn't !! don't compare that to your brother are you insane ?!?! OP: Mom if you read the article I sent you, you should feel honestly triggered...because Im honestly am...they dug through his repost and found some disturbing stuff. Like mom it's like a lot similar to the way **censored message* thinks. mom: Oh stop OP: Mom I think you're underestimating your son... he's actually obsessed with her. Like It's not normal to be that hyper focused on someone. Even last Friday you were there he was huffing and puffing over a RUMOR. Whole time She didn't even go to homecoming but the fact he was ready to show up and cause a scene is crazy mom...and you're just enabling him. Mom: I'm not enabling him to do anything he's a grown man. Regardless of what l tell him he's going to do what he wants to do. You need to stop making up scenarios about him. It's really dangerous what you're insinuating So shame on you for that. OP: Shame on me ?!? Mom I'm simply telling you about your son's actions, it's crazy that you just don't care that he is hurting my friend. He literally has changed everything about her and I don't think she will ever be the same and that makes me sad. Mom: Ofcourse she's not the same yall are growing up and are becoming people That just apart of life censored name Not everything is conspiracy now drop it. What do I(F16) do my friend (F15) wants get back with my brother(M20) who's abusive.. made September 30th 2025 For a bit of background, my friend (F15) we will just call Mia, was in relationship with my brother (M20, he just turned 20 yesterday) they broke up for a bit when he threw something at her while holding their baby. but now they're friendly again. I suspect they're going to get back together soon. She has a pattern, when their off she usually talks to me a lot or she post on Reddit a bunch or other social media apps. But when they're on good terms or back together she stops posting on Reddit and not reply back to me as much. Sure enough I was right I came home from dad's house and saw my mom holding my nephew and mia was upstairs in my brothers room the first time I tried to go in his room the door locked, but second time the door was unlocked and I walked in, they were in a compromising position that's all I got to say that people that are just friends shouldn't be in. I'm fustrated with my friend I don't know why she's so attached I mean I do but then again I don't so I kinda lost it on her in these messages...but one of my other friends told me I'm being to harsh and that I'm just pushing her towards him more and that threatening CPS may have made it worse so what do l even do? Transcript of messages between OP & Mia Mia: Can you please hear me out it's not what you think ... OP: censored name I'm not mad but disappointed I just don't get it and I probably never will. You deserve better... but I can't want something for you if you don't want it for yourself. So l'm drained the only person I'm concerned about is my nephew atp... Mia: I'm not back with him like we aren't official. OP: But you slept over in his room last night... I maybe born at night but not last night, I know how you are censored name why lie😂 Mia: We didn't do anything last night I just stayed over because censored name went bed and I didn't want wake him. I don't think you realize how hard it is to completely be done with someone that you have a kid with. OP: We have a guest room Yk or you could have slept in my room.. there was no reason for you to sleep with him. You're right I don't know how hard it is, but I also have common sense to know you getting back with him is careless and selfish on behalf of the baby to put him an environment where he grows 2/4 sees his dad screaming in his mom's face and potentially beating you. Mia: We're not back together !! we just been getting along better. You don't know how lucky you're l literally have no one and have lost all my friends... you and your family are close to each other my family like hates each other it feels like. Coming over is like an escape from that reality. OP: censored name you do have people that care about you !! Your grandparents ask me all the time if you're okay because they said you're quiet around them. Also you do still have our friends you can reach out to them... I sit with the crew everyday at lunch and they still ask about you. I know censored name kinda has brainwashed you into believing it's y'all against the world. But it's really not it's HIM against the world a lot of people already aware that the relationship is toxic and that's he's controlling over you. I'm not trina to threaten vou but if you go full out in a relationship I will have to call CPS and I don't want to do that. But I just know what he's capable of and you obviously don't. So please be smart and make the right choice. mia: Honestly screw you... you're so mean you know how much censored name means to me and you are trying to make it so I get him taken from me if I don't do what you said it would literally kill me if that happened and you know that so screw you. OP: censored name you need to get your head out of his ass and I'm being so serious. He's trying to get you pregnant again so you have to rely on him, he got his friends to start bullying you at school and guess what once you gave him what he wanted they stopped. He purposely sabotages you so you would need him. censored name the last thing I want to do is call CPS but I'm really concerned about you and censored name. Like you telling me you're scared to say no to him or that you shut down when you sense he's mad about something so he doesn't take it out on you that concerns me. Plus that you often bleed during sex because of how rough he is. I will never forget How he treated you at the hospital, I was crying so much and thought you were going to die because he didn't want you getting an epidural. Then seeing you be so weak you couldn't even hold the baby. I know you don't remember much of it but that shit traumatized me just by watching. love you and you don't deserve censored name despite censored name telling you no man would want you I promise you it's a lot of guys that still like you that don't treat you like sex toy or property. If you can't leave for yourself leave him for my innocent nephew. My friend left her baby with my family on Friday and we haven't heard from her Made on October 6th 2025 Thursday night is the last time I heard from my friend Mia (fake name for Reddit) and Friday afternoon is the last time I seen her. She wasn't in a good headspace emotionally the last time I spoke to her she was having a panic attack. She's been getting bullied at school because someone posted an "expose" vid of her and a lot of people seen it and Friday I did see her at school but she left early. When I got home my nephew was there which is Mia's baby that she shares with my older brother and my mom told me her grandma dropped him off and asked can we watch him until like Sunday night and gave no explanation. Now it's Monday afternoon and we still have my nephew and can't get in contact with anyone on her side. My nephew I can tell just wants his mom every time I show a video of her talking he smiles. he's been cranky today and we're almost out of breast milk for him. I'm really worried about Mia, she LOVES my nephew and she would never just get up and leave him willingly. Us even watching the baby over the weekend is something she would never usually let us do. Her location on find my friends hasn't updated since Friday morning. I drove to her mom's house and grandparents house and there's no sign of life at her grandparents. But her mom was home but didn't know I was talking about it nor really cared it seemed it was bizarre. I don't think she's missing however this is not normal behavior from her. 1st edit from OOP: Small update kinda positive: One of the cops that were getting all of our info's noticed the age gap between my brother and Mia and he wasn't to fond of it, he said tonight he's gonna focus on finding Mia. But he wants to meet with my brother for some questions tomorrow and that he should bring his attorney along. ( Mia is 15 & my brother is 20) 2nd edit from OOP: Update: Mia's brother and CPS have came and taken the baby this morning, my mom was trying to keep the baby there but they wouldn't allow it. My mom is now freaking out because she believe my brother is facing criminal charges. The police still haven't given us an update. 3rd edit from OOP: Small morning update: I'm being pulled from school because my mom told me the cops want to talk to me too. I'm very nervous about talking to them I don't want my family mad at me...but my mom is telling me not to answer any questions relating to my brother and Mia. But to keep it about only Mia. 4th and final edit from OPP: Final update I guess because idk what's going to happen next: I was questioned by like an officer or detective someone in a suit for 3hrs it felt like and the only thing they told me about Mia is that she's ok my nephew was able to see her but she's in the hospital. They refused to tell me why she was there all that she's traumatized and that she's barely telling them anything because she's still protecting my brother. They already been investigating my brother So they brought me in to question me because they needed to know information about the timeline of the relationship between my brother and Mia. They honestly had majority of information already they just needed verification on the timeline. But it concluded with them telling me my mom & brother are going to be charged today but not to worry because they're probably both going to be given bail. But They're just trying to figure out what to exactly charge my brother because it's apparently a difference if she was 12 or 13 when the sexual abuse started? and as for my mom which I'm extremely shocked she's in trouble too but she's facing some child abuse or endangerment charges. They told me I can't contact Mia because her family made it clear to the police that they don't want my family near her. Which I understand but I'm so emotional about it because she's my best friend and now I can't speak to her. OOP clairfaction on what happened with Mia What happened with Mia update: today at school it was PSA to keep Mia in our prayers because she was in the ICU. Mia's cousin told me she tried to take her own life Friday and that she's in the hospital recovering from that attempt because she was pretty close to succeeding and really harmed herself. But it's tricky because she's denying that she attempted so she can go home and be with her baby and is also still defending my brother...she still believes he loves her. The doctors I guess is mad with her family for not following the care plan because they let her see her baby so soon after a big attempt like that shutting the door for any progress. they did though found a letter she wrote to my nephew and left in the bassinet with him, so they can put a psychiatric hold on her. The whole thing is so extremely sad I feel awful that she felt so stuck and that she felt that was the only way out. My brother has her brain washed and already prepared her for the moment the police were going to question her, he told her if she was ever honest with the police about their relationship they would take away her baby because she's mixed and the baby is white..he's using her racism trauma she experienced in our town in a means to scare her and it's working...l've been trying to tell the cops that they need to tell her that they won't take my nephew, because knowing her that's the only thing she cares about truly. OOP clarification on what’s happened with her family: As for my mom and brother (MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING DETAILS OF ABUSE MENTION DONT READ IF YOUR A SURVIVOR) : this cop in particular is not letting up on my brother and he basically asked my brother give him a good reason why shouldn't he charge him with rape in the first degree instead of a statutory rape charge. He's facing more charges on top of that just one. Apparently from what my mom told me the cops saw the CP my brother filmed of Mia and made my mom read the transcript out loud of what was said in these videos in the interrogation, she was I guess denying my brother was ever abusive and that Mia "consented" and that she will never force her to do anything she didn't want too because she sees her as a second daughter. The cops highlighted the parts in the transcript of Mia not consenting. In every video it's noted she's says ouch a lot, in every video she's telling him he's hurting her and that he going to rough and my brother respond with "it's okay" or "it's fine it's almost over" but never stopping. One video that I think really got to my mom and hopefully a wake up call was it had an argument in the beginning of this video my brother wanted Mia to do something and she was expressing not like doing that certain thing because it takes away her ability to breathe and he told her if she loved him she would do it..but she still was telling him no and he gets mad at her to point of making her cry. Then she said "I don't want you mad at me" and he replies "then do it" and then she says she'll do it but only if he cuddles with her afterwards not a short one but long one. Idk if my mom's perspective has finally changed but she's not acting like she was before and more sad and bed rotting. I guess the cops reasoning for making my mom read it was to kinda see how bad the dynamic of the relationship was and that it's not just young love like she's been telling everyone. Also the only reason I know about these transcripts because they made my mom take it home and read it. I briefly saw it but it's too much it's very graphic detail like describes frame by frame what's g on and it's too much...my mom talked about burning it. Relevant Comments : Wonderful_Bottle_852: Is she a minor? Her parent needs to report her missing to the police if she is missing. EDIT I looked at your other post. Is she with your brother??? OOP response Trust me my mind did go automatically to him, but I think he's telling the truth that he hasn't spoken or seen her since last Wednesday. he's been blowing up her entire family because he's exhausted with caring for the baby.. As far as her mom, she was high as a kite and I honestly don't think she registered what I was telling her at least I hope she didn't because her demeanor was like she was annoyed that I was even there. Fun-Yellow-6576: Is an exposé video porn? I'm unfamiliar. If not is, it should be reported to the police. OOP response: So the video that went around about her was, one of my brother's friends filmed on his phone a discord call they were all in and my brother's camera was off, but the mic was on and it basically picked up the noises of her and my brother like doing it. So people have been mocking her by like imitating those noises. Idk if it would classify as CP because no nudity was shown just like the noises of it. ebonyjaide: I know you're sad OP but your mom needs to face some repercussions for what she allowed to happen under her roof. Hopefully your brother has never harmed you and if he has you're not at fault and you would be a victim. OOP response: Oh I know for sure my mom is just being held accountable, but the cops were harsh on her and basically let her know she is the villain in the situation. My mom knew that Mia was previously abused by Mia's mom's ex boyfriend and so do the cops because the ex was arrested. But he said the timelines with the ex and my brother overlapped and how it's absolutely horrible that she was coming over A-lot to flee from that abuse just to be abused in our household too. As far as my brother ever doing anything to me No he hasn't. So it's like shocking when people call him a pedo, I mean I understand why they feel that way because visually the size difference between him and Mia is nuts but also he never tried this with my other female friends or like any of my family members trust me I really thoroughly asked them all. I thought he only went for Mia because she's pretty and he knew boys in our grade liked her, so him being narcissist I thought he just wanted to claim her before anyone else did. Would I be wrong to still contact my best friend, when her family requested not too? made October 9th 2025 My friend that we will call "Mia" ( F15) is in the hospital for mental health reasons. The way me and her left off wasn't good and given the circumstances of what like drove her to be there. I feel awful and I just want to tell her I love her and that I'm sorry. There's no PG or casual way to say this, but my brother (M20) and my mom (F44). Were charged for stuff pertaining to Mia. Because basically my mom allowed my brother and Mia to date and sleep in the same room at night when she was supposed to be sleeping in my room and obviously a baby came from that. I've been interviewed by like some sort of prosecutor or detective and they told me Mia's family requested my family doesn't contact her. I understand that when comes to like my mom and brother. However me I just feel like it's unfair like she's my best friend and never wanted her to go through the things she did. Also I find it hard to respect anything with what her "family" wants now. Because they never gave a crap about her until now. She would literally spend weeks at a time at our house, Even when we started high school she was having a hard time registering because no one in her family did. My brother had to help her get signed up for school. I also sat with her when this same "family" sent her to voicemail when she needed help with her mom. So I'm wondering if I would be wrong to just reach out to her still? If it was her that requested I would obviously respect it. But her family minus like her grandparents don't even know her... comments TN-Belle0522 Leave the girl ALONE. Be glad you aren't being charged as an accessory after the fact for statutory r@pe! You SERIOUSLY thought it was ok for your friend, who was YOUNGER THAN 15 to be sharing a room with your ADULT brother when you had sleepovers, and not tell her parents or the police??? Damn, with friends like you, who'd need enemies?? OP What the hell are you even talking about it if you look at anything in my Reddit history I HAVE BEEN TRYING... you people are sick for saying I was okay with what he was doing too her, I was calling the police department and talking to guidance counselor and no one gave shit until she tried to kill herself !!! and also I can snitch all day but if she's not being honest with these authority figures they can't do shit. I'm glad my brother and my mom are being held accountable. But it's very sick and untrue to accuse me of being okay with what he was doing, I didn't know there age gap was wrong until she got pregnant. Editors note please remember rule number 7 and remember OOP is also young, when it comes to tone checking them so keep your criticisms here. submitted by /u/Mamakayce to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

I am NOT OOP, OOP is u/ExplanationCrazy5463 Originally posted to r/TrueOffMyChest Previous BoRUs: #1 [Final New Update]: My 8 year old son hates me, and I don't understand why. NEW UPDATE MARKED WITH ---- Trigger Warnings: emotional abuse, violence, struggles with mental health, physical abuse, attention disorders Mood Spoilers: very positive RECAP Original Post: February 9, 2025 I used to believe that your relationship with your children was a given. To clarify.....I believed that as long as you treated your children with love, they were guaranteed to love you back, and that the most you had to worry about if you did the right things was some kind of terrible illness or accident that ended them early. I'm here today to warn you that's not true. There are worse possible outcomes. My son is 8 years old, and I can not be in the same room as him without being attacked. He will scratch, hit, and bite me constantly until we are separated. He bites as hard as he can, my arms are 50% bruises right now from partially healed wounds. I have done nothing to deserve this, and I've tried everything to reach him. I've tried love, discipline, ignoring him, reasoning....nothing sticks and as the years have gone on its only gotten worse. He's already in therapy, we've already tried to get him diagnosed with something, we've tried meds, we've tried no meds. We don't know what's going on, nor does his therapist or doctors. On Thursday I watched a movie. "About time" very bittersweet movie about how time is limited and we need to enjoy it hest we can. There's a scene where a boy of about 8 is playing on the beach with his father for the last time, enjoying one last beautiful day together. I absolutely lost it. My son only communicates with me through violence. Last night.....I finally gave up. I cried for hours and let go of any expectation I had of having a loving relationship with him. He's 8 years old and hates my guts. There are worse outcomes than outliving your children. Please don't take your loved ones for granted. Edit: thank you to everyone for the advice. Special shout out to the super weirdo antinatalists, particularly the "feminist" who made super sure to tell me she was a feminist before telling me to have a post-birth abortion. No single comment made me realize how ahead of the game I am as a parent than that one. We are getting a second psych evaluation soon so I'll write a 2nd post with results of that. Many of you are absolutely convinced someone else is abusing him, and are unwilling to accept evidence to the contrary. There is no sign of anyone in his life abusing him, nor is there much opportunity. When he's not at school he's with us, save for a few rare occasions where we get a trusted, close-family babysitter to go on a date. We've asked him if anyone is hurting him or touching him and he has said no, and we make sure both our kids understand what's inappropriate and know they should tell us of anyone tries anything like that. This is the least likely possibility. Edit: I've created a follow-up post for those who are interested. Relevant Comments Commenter 1: How is the relationship between your son and his mother? OOP: Mostly normal, except the added strain of how he treats me. We have a healthy loving marriage and a daughter as well. Everything outside my son is as you'd expect. Commenter 2: I've read something similar before. Is it possible that on some level, your son either sees you as a threat to his relationship with his mother or is jealous of your relationship with her and is therefore attacking you to get you to step away? I remember reading about a young boy who was feral to his father because he felt some need to "protect" his mother and couldn't stand that anyone else would love her. He was violent towards his sibling too. I really wish I could remember where I read it :-( OOP: This is a possible theory. Just one of many. We have no particular reason to believe this over any other theory. Commenter 3: Real question: How is he with animals? The way you describe his behavior seems antisocial at minimum. If he's violent with you, and callous about animals, there could be a touch of sociopathy or psychopathy at play. And at 8 years old, chances are he's not opening up to his therapist about his issues, he's probably giving a lot of "I don't know" answers when asked questions, which is how kids react when they think they are in trouble for their behavior. OOP: He definitely doesn't open up about why he does anything. No signs of violence towards anyone or anything other than me. How is OOP's son at school? Any issues appearing? OOP: We just had a yearly meeting with his special needs team at school. They had only good things to say. + No indication of bullying. He loves friends and people....except 1. Has there been any other explanations for OOP's son's behaviors? OOP: As I mentioned we have taken him several placed. He's diagnosed with adhd. We have told them ADHD isn't the while story but they seem stumped. We will keep trying. He may be on the spectrum, seems to have anxiety and sensory processing issues, but doctors aren't diagnosing him with anything other than adhd so far. I wasn't a perfect child but I'm neurologically typical. Commenter 4: 1) What age did this start? 2) Does he physically attack anyone else besides you? 3) Does he attack you when you are alone, when you are with family, and when you are in public? 4) Do the two of you ever have normal interactions? Morning, mid-day, or night? For example, if you were driving somewhere in a car would he literally be attacking you while you were driving? 5) Has he seen a psychiatrist or psychologist? OOP: 1) 5 2) No 3) Yes, yes, no. 4) Normal interactions are very rare, it's been months. He will attack me while driving, typically throwing things at me. We've told him it's dangerous and can cause an accident and then we did get in an accident over the summer and he stopped. (The accident was the other drivers fault not my sons) 5) Yes. Commenter 5: 1) How old is your daughter? How does she respond when he's violent? 2) How old was he when this started? 3) Is inpatient treatment possible? This cannot continue and will probably get worse as he gets bigger. Eventually he will be able to take you out. OOP: 1) She is 5. She will comfort me almost daily. Honestly idk what she does when he's acting up I'm focused on not bleeding. 2) He was 5 when it started. At first it was just throwing things at walls, then there was a time where he just hated me but wasn't attacking me. Now it's directed at me rather than the walls. 3) I'm not sure we are quite ready for inpatient treatment but that's starting to enter the conversation   Update #1: May 13, 2025 (three months later) Hello, some of you folks asked for an update when I first posted, including some who seemed to feel lost in a similar situation. I'd like to thank the insane people on my last post who told me to give up on my son. The laughs were therapeutic. (and also please never have kids of your own). We took him to get evaluated again as it was pretty clear what we were dealing with was more than just ADHD. It took us a while to find a place we thought would do it right this time, then it took some more time to get a slot, but today we got the official diagnosis. He has the ADHD, and a severe version of it, but he's also mildly autistic. On top of this he has high anxiety and signs of depression. Some of you were suggesting PANDAS and ODD, and he does seem to have some of those symptoms, but like the autism, there are things about him that don't fit those diagnoses. There are things about him that aren't typical of autism, for instance he loves being social, these inconsistencies and the fact he was younger and had severe ADHD which masked the autism made an autism diagnosis difficult at that time. So why does he hate me? As best I understand it so far, this is what happened: When he was halfway into kindergarten is when it started. His disabilities caused him to struggle as compared to his peers, which led to feelings of inadequacy. Being 5, he didn't have the tools to handle that, so he began coming home from school and destroying the house as a way to express his feelings. We would try to reason with him patiently but he wouldn't hear it, we tried many other ways of helping him, butnthe house was getting destroyed and the only thing that would het him to stop would be sharp, loud commands from my scary male voice. "STOP THAT". So that's what I would do every time he started acting up, because that's what worked. What I was doing, though I didn't know it, was using his anxiety to scare him into behaving better. As time went on and I continued this, I became this scary figure in his life to be feared, the anxiety built, until it became a complicated hate. So where are we now? He doesn't attack me on sight, usually, which is an improvement, but when I come home from work he often wants to be alone in his room now. When we go out in public things are better, but at home the anxiety he attaches to me is still present, though not as intense. How did I fix it? First, I stayed away. I let things chill out for a few weeks, and when he would attack me, instead of getting angry and punishing him, defending myself by shoving him off me, I remained calm and had my wife correct him instead. Then, I decided I needed to talk to him about all this. I knew that going to his room meant immediate bleeding on my part, so I would armor up in a winter coat and gloves, enter his room, and calmly fend his attacks off. It would end with me restraining him on the floor and just taking to him about his behavior, and why it lead to my behavior, and why I never meant to be scary but I had to be scary to stop the madness. This had a little bit of a positive effect, but it took a long time, I did this routine for weeks without much progress. He would attack me, I would restrain him, I would talk and ask him to open up, amd he would be silent. Then I finally found something that clicked. I told him I loved him and always would, and that I thought he was a special and talented kid, and that I would always be proud of him. He cried in my arms and got angry and wanted me to stop, but I pushed through. So then for a couple weeks I kept letting him know that, and over time his reaction to it became normalized, which is how I knew he really believed and understood it. Now we have a routine I call daddy therapy time, and when I come in his room and say let's talk, he gets straight like a pencil on his bed and I kinda compress him into the bed, and his head hangs off which he likes for some reason. He has been opening up gradually and actually talking instead of just me talking. Some days are still hard, he still takes everything out on me, but that's ok, better me than anyone else, that's my job. I still get bit and scratched but less often now, and I think things will continue to be 2 steps forward, one step back. For you overwhelmed parents out there.....keep trying, there's hope. Relevant Comments Commenter 1: Highly recommend getting your son a weighted blanket. The right weight is 10% of his weight. These help autistic folks due to the compression. It helps them sleep, soothes anxiety and has been a saving tool of a friend. Nothing worked for him to sleep properly his whole life then he got a weighted blanket & slept all night for the first time in decades, maybe ever, he's unsure. He told me it's greatly relieved his anxiety & doesn't worry about many things that happen anymore. Best of continued success & joy for your family. OOP: Thanks for the tip! We did get him a weighted blanket but he doesn't like it. Commenter 2: If weighted things are a no, maybe a light blanket with something he loves on it? You mentioned he likes to lay with his head hanging off the bed, maybe he would really like a sensory swing OOP: I'll look into a swing, that's new to me Commenter 3: you unintentionally became a weighted blanket for him that's very funny and very cute haha OOP: Yeah, and I guess the head hanging over the bed is also a form of therapy too. All I knew was that's what he wanted and it seemed to work so I just kinda accidently came up with it.   ----NEW UPDATE---- Update #2: September 3, 2025 (4.5 months later) My 8-year-old son hates me, and I don’t understand why (final) Hey folks. I was inspired to give you an update because 2 things have happened recently. 1) No more outbursts, no more biting or attacking me, no more throwing things at the walls. As a result, we've repainted and put the decorations back up. 2) He made some art at school of what he loves the most, and I made the cut with his mom. Things have been great lately. Back to relative normal. I think I mentioned this but he has ADHD, mild autism, mild ODD, high anxiety, mild depression. This made parenting tricky since negative behavior correction triggered his ODD but positive correction was also something he hates. We still do the daddy therapy tine but not daily, only as needed. When i need to correct behavior I press him into his bed or the couch and tell him what he did wrong and what to do instead, he only takes it well using this method. We started sending him to "neuro therapy" which is some thing where they put electrodes on his head and have him do tasks. It sounded like crazy woo-woo sci-fi stuff to me but I swear its working. When his therapist went on vacation for 2 weeks we noticed a difference. Idk how long we will be able to afford to do it with the way the economy is going but hopefully a ls long as he needs. I've been doing cub scouts with him 1 on 1 which has helped restore our own relationship, forcing the 1 on 1 time with me was important to get things to start to turn around. To those of you with similar struggles, hang in there! Ill comment with a picture that I think is really neat, if I can figure out how. Relevant / Top Comments Commenter 1: So happy to see this update! I remember when you posted the first time. Hope this can shine a hopeful light to parents who are struggling! Neurodivergent kids tell us what they need, we need to be open to hear it! Very proud and happy for you and your family! OOP: My son very rarely tell us what he needs actually. Almost never. But thank you! Commenter 2: Thank you for the update. Went back and read through your other threads and great to see the improvements and steps you've taken to get there. Definitely aspects I'm continuing to learn in my own journey.   DO NOT COMMENT IN LINKED POSTS OR MESSAGE OOPs – BoRU Rule #7 THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT OOP submitted by /u/Choice_Evidence1983 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

Almost 50 lbs lost so far and I cannot see it AT ALL. This week it got suddenly chilly at night, and a couple nights ago I woke up too cold to go back to sleep and needed an extra blanket, and the only one in the room was my 20 lb weighted blanket. I covered myself up to my neck and went back to sleep until morning, waking up to adjust every hour or two. Oh my gosh, the amount of pain I was in when I got up for the day was insane. My back hurt from the pressure of laying on my back, my hips hurt from laying on my side, and every time I woke up through the night I was breathing heavier from the weight pushing on my chest, and it felt like exercise just to roll over. That was exactly how I felt after sleeping every night when I was heavier, and I used to dread going to bed because it was so uncomfortable. I just realized that I haven't felt that way in a while! I guess now I'm just trying to focus on all of the little things I might have been overlooking so far. submitted by /u/binkpot to r/loseit [link] [comments]

I've been dealing with some pretty rough sleep issues lately, and after doing some research, I keep coming across weighted blankets as a potential solution. I'm ready to invest in one, but looking at amazon and google searches, there are literally hundreds of options, all claiming to be the best weighted blanket on the market. The prices range from like $30 to over $300, and I honestly can't tell what makes one better than another. I'm completely overwhelmed by all the options out there. A bit of background: I'm a side sleeper who tends to run hot at night, and I've been struggling with anxiety that keeps me tossing and turning for hours. My therapist actually suggested trying a weighted blanket, saying it might help with the restlessness and that constant feeling of being "wired" when I'm trying to wind down. The thing is, when I started looking online, I've read that the general rule is to get one that's about 10% of your body weight, but beyond that, I'm lost. Some are made with glass beads, others with plastic pellets. Some have removable covers, others don't. There are cooling versions, organic cotton ones, bamboo ones - my head is spinning! I've been browsing Amazon reviews for days, but you know how those can be. Half seem fake, and the other half are either "this changed my life!" or "total waste of money" with no in-between. What I'm really looking for is something that won't make me overheat (this is huge for me), distributes weight evenly without bunching up, and is actually durable enough to last more than a few months. I'd also prefer something that's machine washable or at least has a washable cover, because let's be real, things happen. I've been eyeing a few brands like Gravity, YnM, and Bearaby, but I'm open to any suggestions. Some specific questions I have: Does the filling material really make a difference? How important is the fabric type for temperature regulation? Are the knitted/chunky ones worth considering, or are they just trendy? What weight did you choose relative to your body weight, and how did that work out? If you've had a bad experience with a weighted blanket, I'd love to hear about that too. What didn't work and why? Any brands or features to definitely avoid? submitted by /u/Zruku to r/homeownerstips [link] [comments]

I am NOT the Original Poster. That is throwradad9999. He posted in r/relationship_advice. Thanks to the person who recommended this to me. A few more paragraph breaks added for readability. Do NOT comment on Original Post. Read trigger warnings. This is a bit of an older post. Trigger Warnings: abusive; starvation; sleep deprivation; Mood Spoiler: sad but with some hope Original Post: February 9, 2023 So. I will try and keep this brief. My daughter met a man I didn't really care for 3 years ago right about when Covid was starting. he wanted her to move in with him quickly and I could tell he was love bombing her. I was worried about how fast things were moving between them. She called me up after she moved in saying that she had to respect her relationship and that she needed to cut out anyone who wasn't supportive. I told her I didn't like where this was headed. The love bombing, moving in so quickly, now being isolated from her family. I told her these were warning signs, but she told me she was in love etc. I told her if this was her choice then so be it, but I would always love her, my door would always be open, and if she ever needed anything, or needed help I'd be there for her. I didn't hear from her again for a couple of years. Well, I got a call from her a few weeks ago. She was crying. She said I was right about him all along, things had gotten progressively worse and now he had hit her for the first time and that was her boundary. She asked me if my offer to help her was still on the table. I told her of course it was. I love her and would do anything for her. So as soon as we got the chance, I went over there helped her pack up while he was gone and moved her back into my house. You guys, I wanted to cry when I first heard on the phone, she sounded so desperate, it was even worse when I saw her, she was emaciated, she had bruises, she was a shell of her former self. It breaks my heart to see how badly beaten down she's been. So here is where things start to get...well awkward. About a week ago she came into my bedroom at night in her pajamas and said she had been having trouble sleeping. She wanted to sleep in my bed...with me... which I thought was...odd. I said it was a bit odd but she begged me and said it would make her feel safe. She used to sleep in our bed when her mother was still alive, and she was a little girl and had bad dreams but that ended a long long time ago. I figured whatever she had been through was enough though and I wasn't about to interrogate her or make her feel ashamed. I wanted her to feel safe and so I agreed. She cuddled up with me and we slept. This has now become a habit with her. She's not slept in her own bed since and is asking me to cuddle with her or spoon her while she is sleeping in my bed with me. I really don't know what to make of this. She says it makes her feel safe. I'm not sure this is appropriate though. but at the same time she's been through enough already and I want her to feel safe and secure. IS this something you think she will move past once she recovers a bit? Should I tell her I think it's inappropriate? Edit: We have a therapist appointment booked. I figured she was going to need one but the therapist we found didn't have an immediate opening. Edit: I've heard from so many women who have been through similar ordeals but didn't have supportive parents to help them. I just want to say to you all I'm sorry that happened. None of it was your fault, you didnt deserve it, what you did deserve was to have a Dad in your corner willing to tap into the match for you. It breaks my heart so many of you didnt have that. Editor's note: OOP posts the same thing in the Daddit subreddit but adds this edit: Edit: Ahh I probably should have included this in the original post. I asked her about filing a police report when I first picked her up. She didn't think she could handle talking to the police. I took her to a walk-in clinic since she had bruising on her face, and she was thin I wanted to make sure she had no head traumas and to see if she would need to be admitted to the hospital to get her back up to weight. She wasn't underweight enough to require hospitalization (she didn't want to be checked into a hospital she just wanted to go home) Doc gave me some advice on safely getting her weight back up and we did take pictures of the bruising on her face and neck and get a medical report that documents it. Some of OOP's Comments: Top Commenter: It sounds like she is very broken and reverting to childhood comforting. She needs a therapist to help her. She was severely abused for 3 years and it's not going to be undone in 2 weeks or even 2 months. She needs professional help. If the cuddling makes you uncomfortable, for sure talk to her, gently. She is just seeking comfort and it still scared he's going to come for her. She knows daddy will protect her. OOP: I will protect her. I told her form the get go she could always come to me. I'll always be on her side. We do have a therapist booked but they didnt have an immediate opening. Commenter: I'm glad she left the situation and is safe. Her coping mechanisms are what they are. They only make sense to her but yes, it is crossing a line a bit. If you can, pick up a pregnancy body pillow shaped like a U and a weighted blankets. This can help with anxiety by feeling snuggled and protected without an actual person present. OOP: weighted blanket and body pillow is a good idea. Commenter: You are allowed to have boundaries, your comfort matters too. Buy her a body pillow and some weighed blankets. She needs to be sleeping in her own room going forward. OOP: Honestly right now my needs are secondary to hers. At least until she's in a better place. Commenter: God bless you, you are a wonderful father and I wish I had a father like you in my life. You are saving your daughter…. and your wife, from heaven above, would be proud of you. You are the savior in your daughter’s life. Whatever you are doing, is helping her feel safe, and will help her recover from such a traumatic experience. OOP: Thank you. I love my daughter unconditionally. I will always have her back. I will always pull her up when she falls down. I hope my wife is proud. My wife fought so hard to stay alive and stay with us I know she would have fought just as hard for our daughter now as she did to stay with us. Commenter: I wish everybody could read this post. THIS is how you parent. However much we wish we could make choices and decisions for our children (and however old they are, they are still our children), we have to step back and let them make their own mistakes. All we can do is be there for them when things go wrong. And OP, you are doing that in spades. I applaud you. OOP: I just felt something was really off about him. My daughter just thought I was being that dad who never thinks anyone is ever good enough for his little girl. Next to her mom dying letting her go was the hardest thing Ive ever done. Those two years worrying about her were murder. I knew things weren't going great because her best friend kept in touch with me and let me know how things were going before, she too was cut off. Update Post: March 29, 2023 (1.5 months later) Ok. So I got some great advice, and I figured I would give everyone an update and clarify a few things because it will come into play. I know I said this in the comments, but I will reiterate here. When I picked her up I saw that she was underweight and had bruises on her face and neck. Clearly strangulation marks on her neck and she had been punched in the face. I immediately took her to a walk in clinic. I wanted her checked for head trauma, I wanted to make sure she was ok, no broken bones or head traumas etc, I wanted DRs advice on getting her back up to a healthy weight (Which foods to eat which to avoid refeeding syndrome etc) The DR told me her BMI was 15. Not good but not requiring immediate hospitalizations or anything that would be 12 and under. I also wanted all of her injuries documented. I also got pictures. the DR gave me advice on how best to get her up to weight without her feeling sick. I asked my daughter if she wanted to file a police report and press charges. I wanted this she did not. I didnt push it but I kept the medical records from the Drs visit. I got her home and for the first week I was careful about what I was feeding her and how much so we could get her healthy again without making her sick. I feel bad about it now because after I put my original post up my daughter opened up to me about what he did and put her through. One of the things he would do is watch what she was eating and how much. He would constantly warn her about "getting fat and not being attractive anymore" I now feel a bit bad because when she got home, I too was monitoring what she was eating at first. I know its for different reasons, but it still makes me feel bad. Anyways on to the update part of things. She did finally write down everything that he did to her. I tool a copy of this and put it with her medical files in case she ever decided to press charges later. I took her to her therapist's appointment, and he recommended what many of you did a specialist. He had the name of a domestic abuse specialist who was also a woman. We are keeping him on for me and as counseling for the two of us. I try to be a good father but there were cracks in our relationship he was able to exploit to turn her against me. There were things I did wrong after my wifes death and things we need to address and also to just get help with helping her recover. Shes now seeing a domestic abuse specialist. As for the sleep thing well, I had a talk with her and the therapist about it and we came up with a plan utilizing many of the recommendations mentioned on the last thread and we are all comfortable with the solution we have come up with. I don't want to get to much into what he did to her. Thats her story to tell. But he did utilize sleep deprivation, she told me he would make these "jokes" about how easy it would be for him to kill her in her sleep. he would joke like this all the time and then laugh about it. She repeatedly asked him to stop but he didn't. I only mention it because people mentioned he might have done things to make her scared to sleep and well that was...one of them. I don't want to repeat the others. Those are too personal. I took a leave of absence from work so I could be home with her. I prepared my weapons and got a ring cam to monitor the door. he did not give up on her easily. While she had blocked his number and social media profiles, he would repeatedly create false profiles or use burner phones to continue to harass her. At one point i did take the phone from her when he had called her and told him not to show up here or i would...well you know. That was not enough. About 2 weeks after this post went up he showed up. I saw him on the ring cam I had installed and called the police to have him removed. I told him from the door to leave and if he walked inside, it would be the last thing he ever did. Instead, the police cam and removed him. But they did little else but get rid of him. Without a protective order or my daughter filing domestic abuse charges the most they could really do was tell him to get off my lawn basically. This was the wake up call my daughter needed though. She decided to press charges after he showed up. I retained a lawyer to help us through this. I gave the lawyer the advice I had accumulated, and he spoke to the DA and police and helped have the charges filed, and the restraining order issued honestly, I'm not sure what went on there, but people let me tell you, Lawyers are your friend if you need to navigate *ANYTHING* in the legal system, even if you are not a defendant. So that brings us too now. We're moving forward in the legal system now to press charges. We have a protective order; she's recovered more or less physically but emotionally it's going to be a while. I'm in therapy, shes in therapy and we're in therapy together (Yes lets of therapy). She is sleeping in her own bed when she feels up to it but she still has nightmares and nights where she feels comforted to be close to me. We are comfortable with the arrangements we've made here and have drawn up a plan with her her therapist to get her back into her own room and bed. I feel bad about the feeding no. I had monitored her food intake before I knew he had been watching how she ate like that. I also feel like I failed to prepare her for someone like that. Too everyone who responded to my first thread thank you (to most of you) Some of OOP's Comments: Commenter: Something that helped me a lot is when I have night terrors I take prazosin for my horrific nightmares. I still have them and some doozy ones sometimes but it dulls it a lot. when these dreams happen it’s terrifying and you wake up feeling like someone had a gun to your head. The adrenaline is insane. Help make a routine. Good sleep hygiene take a warm shower before bed and have tea. Something that also helped is just waking up my partner and having a hug. But definitely talk to a dr about sleep help OOP: We'll ask her Dr about this. Editor's Note: Wasn't sure what to mark this. I am not sure if we'll get another update, but OOP's account is not deleted. Ultimately I marked it concluded because OOP's initial question was answered. submitted by /u/LucyAriaRose to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

My wife was left alone for 3 weeks and I wish she’d just cheated instead. Three weeks ago, I left for a work trip to Germany. My wife didn’t want to come. “I’ll hang back, water the plants, binge some Netflix,” she said. She’s 39. I thought, “Okay, she’s a grown adult. She’ll be fine.” She was not fine. Day 2, she tries to make sourdough from scratch using a YouTube video and what she thought was yeast but turned out to be Epsom salt. The result: a rock-hard bread grenade that cracked our marble counter. She named it “Crumbzilla” and displayed it like a trophy. Then, she decided to go “all raw vegan” for some reason and ordered 19 pounds of produce from a sketchy organic site. Half of it arrived moldy. The other half, she juiced. Exclusively. For a week. Just juice. No solids. She got so dizzy she mistook the laundry hamper for the fridge and put all our frozen meals in it. They’ve since liquefied. To survive, she pivoted to eating Pop-Tarts and spoonfuls of peanut butter. Her justification: “Balance.” Meanwhile, she stopped wearing actual clothes. Just bathrobes. The same one, every day. By week two it was 70% robe, 30% soup stains. The dog refused to cuddle her. Last night, I land, exhausted, and I’m greeted by a living room that smells like fermented ginger and regret. She runs to hug me—robe flapping open, holding a jar of pickles in one hand and a half-knitted scarf in the other. Apparently, she took up knitting to “relax her stomach.” This morning, I wake up to her whispering “I think I’m a kombucha now” and burping in her sleep. The dog has moved his bed into the bathroom and won’t make eye contact with either of us. I grabbed my keys and said I was going out for coffee. The dog followed. He needed air. I needed therapy. So here I am at a café with a silent, traumatized schnauzer, drinking espresso like it’s holy water. The barista asked if I wanted oat milk. I said no, because my trauma already comes in liquid form. Hope your morning’s less... fermented. EDIT: To those raising eyebrows in the comments—hey, fair enough. Humor’s subjective. It’s a story. No kombucha was harmed, no souls were actually fermented, and yes, the dog is emotionally recovering with the help of peanut butter and a weighted blanket. The relationship is fine. The only thing that truly suffered was the fish’s dignity. This isn’t a manifesto. It’s satire. If you made it all the way to the part about vegan hotdog shakes and still thought this was a cry for help instead of a comedy-horror spiral, then I truly admire your commitment to missing the point. To everyone else who laughed, side-eyed their own bathrobe, and gave their pets a reassuring pat—thank you. You're the reason the fish hasn’t completely given up. Yet. submitted by /u/Moriloqui to r/stories [link] [comments]

I am NOT OOP, OOP is u/ExplanationCrazy5463 Originally posted to r/TrueOffMyChest My 8 year old son hates me, and I don't understand why. Trigger Warnings: emotional abuse, violence, struggles with mental health, physical abuse, attention disorders Mood Spoilers: dark at first but getting positive at the end Original Post: February 9, 2025 I used to believe that your relationship with your children was a given. To clarify.....I believed that as long as you treated your children with love, they were guaranteed to love you back, and that the most you had to worry about if you did the right things was some kind of terrible illness or accident that ended them early. I'm here today to warn you that's not true. There are worse possible outcomes. My son is 8 years old, and I can not be in the same room as him without being attacked. He will scratch, hit, and bite me constantly until we are separated. He bites as hard as he can, my arms are 50% bruises right now from partially healed wounds. I have done nothing to deserve this, and I've tried everything to reach him. I've tried love, discipline, ignoring him, reasoning....nothing sticks and as the years have gone on its only gotten worse. He's already in therapy, we've already tried to get him diagnosed with something, we've tried meds, we've tried no meds. We don't know what's going on, nor does his therapist or doctors. On Thursday I watched a movie. "About time" very bittersweet movie about how time is limited and we need to enjoy it hest we can. There's a scene where a boy of about 8 is playing on the beach with his father for the last time, enjoying one last beautiful day together. I absolutely lost it. My son only communicates with me through violence. Last night.....I finally gave up. I cried for hours and let go of any expectation I had of having a loving relationship with him. He's 8 years old and hates my guts. There are worse outcomes than outliving your children. Please don't take your loved ones for granted. Edit: thank you to everyone for the advice. Special shout out to the super weirdo antinatalists, particularly the "feminist" who made super sure to tell me she was a feminist before telling me to have a post-birth abortion. No single comment made me realize how ahead of the game I am as a parent than that one. We are getting a second psych evaluation soon so I'll write a 2nd post with results of that. Many of you are absolutely convinced someone else is abusing him, and are unwilling to accept evidence to the contrary. There is no sign of anyone in his life abusing him, nor is there much opportunity. When he's not at school he's with us, save for a few rare occasions where we get a trusted, close-family babysitter to go on a date. We've asked him if anyone is hurting him or touching him and he has said no, and we make sure both our kids understand what's inappropriate and know they should tell us of anyone tries anything like that. This is the least likely possibility. Edit: I've created a follow-up post for those who are interested. Relevant Comments Commenter 1: How is the relationship between your son and his mother? OOP: Mostly normal, except the added strain of how he treats me. We have a healthy loving marriage and a daughter as well. Everything outside my son is as you'd expect. Commenter 2: I've read something similar before. Is it possible that on some level, your son either sees you as a threat to his relationship with his mother or is jealous of your relationship with her and is therefore attacking you to get you to step away? I remember reading about a young boy who was feral to his father because he felt some need to "protect" his mother and couldn't stand that anyone else would love her. He was violent towards his sibling too. I really wish I could remember where I read it :-( OOP: This is a possible theory. Just one of many. We have no particular reason to believe this over any other theory. Commenter 3: Real question: How is he with animals? The way you describe his behavior seems antisocial at minimum. If he's violent with you, and callous about animals, there could be a touch of sociopathy or psychopathy at play. And at 8 years old, chances are he's not opening up to his therapist about his issues, he's probably giving a lot of "I don't know" answers when asked questions, which is how kids react when they think they are in trouble for their behavior. OOP: He definitely doesn't open up about why he does anything. No signs of violence towards anyone or anything other than me. How is OOP's son at school? Any issues appearing? OOP: We just had a yearly meeting with his special needs team at school. They had only good things to say. + No indication of bullying. He loves friends and people....except 1. Has there been any other explanations for OOP's son's behaviors? OOP: As I mentioned we have taken him several placed. He's diagnosed with adhd. We have told them ADHD isn't the while story but they seem stumped. We will keep trying. He may be on the spectrum, seems to have anxiety and sensory processing issues, but doctors aren't diagnosing him with anything other than adhd so far. I wasn't a perfect child but I'm neurologically typical. Commenter 4: 1) What age did this start? 2) Does he physically attack anyone else besides you? 3) Does he attack you when you are alone, when you are with family, and when you are in public? 4) Do the two of you ever have normal interactions? Morning, mid-day, or night? For example, if you were driving somewhere in a car would he literally be attacking you while you were driving? 5) Has he seen a psychiatrist or psychologist? OOP: 1) 5 2) No 3) Yes, yes, no. 4) Normal interactions are very rare, it's been months. He will attack me while driving, typically throwing things at me. We've told him it's dangerous and can cause an accident and then we did get in an accident over the summer and he stopped. (The accident was the other drivers fault not my sons) 5) Yes. Commenter 5: 1) How old is your daughter? How does she respond when he's violent? 2) How old was he when this started? 3) Is inpatient treatment possible? This cannot continue and will probably get worse as he gets bigger. Eventually he will be able to take you out. OOP: 1) She is 5. She will comfort me almost daily. Honestly idk what she does when he's acting up I'm focused on not bleeding. 2) He was 5 when it started. At first it was just throwing things at walls, then there was a time where he just hated me but wasn't attacking me. Now it's directed at me rather than the walls. 3) I'm not sure we are quite ready for inpatient treatment but that's starting to enter the conversation   Update: May 13, 2025 (three months later) Hello, some of you folks asked for an update when I first posted, including some who seemed to feel lost in a similar situation. I'd like to thank the insane people on my last post who told me to give up on my son. The laughs were therapeutic. (and also please never have kids of your own). We took him to get evaluated again as it was pretty clear what we were dealing with was more than just ADHD. It took us a while to find a place we thought would do it right this time, then it took some more time to get a slot, but today we got the official diagnosis. He has the ADHD, and a severe version of it, but he's also mildly autistic. On top of this he has high anxiety and signs of depression. Some of you were suggesting PANDAS and ODD, and he does seem to have some of those symptoms, but like the autism, there are things about him that don't fit those diagnoses. There are things about him that aren't typical of autism, for instance he loves being social, these inconsistencies and the fact he was younger and had severe ADHD which masked the autism made an autism diagnosis difficult at that time. So why does he hate me? As best I understand it so far, this is what happened: When he was halfway into kindergarten is when it started. His disabilities caused him to struggle as compared to his peers, which led to feelings of inadequacy. Being 5, he didn't have the tools to handle that, so he began coming home from school and destroying the house as a way to express his feelings. We would try to reason with him patiently but he wouldn't hear it, we tried many other ways of helping him, butnthe house was getting destroyed and the only thing that would het him to stop would be sharp, loud commands from my scary male voice. "STOP THAT". So that's what I would do every time he started acting up, because that's what worked. What I was doing, though I didn't know it, was using his anxiety to scare him into behaving better. As time went on and I continued this, I became this scary figure in his life to be feared, the anxiety built, until it became a complicated hate. So where are we now? He doesn't attack me on sight, usually, which is an improvement, but when I come home from work he often wants to be alone in his room now. When we go out in public things are better, but at home the anxiety he attaches to me is still present, though not as intense. How did I fix it? First, I stayed away. I let things chill out for a few weeks, and when he would attack me, instead of getting angry and punishing him, defending myself by shoving him off me, I remained calm and had my wife correct him instead. Then, I decided I needed to talk to him about all this. I knew that going to his room meant immediate bleeding on my part, so I would armor up in a winter coat and gloves, enter his room, and calmly fend his attacks off. It would end with me restraining him on the floor and just taking to him about his behavior, and why it lead to my behavior, and why I never meant to be scary but I had to be scary to stop the madness. This had a little bit of a positive effect, but it took a long time, I did this routine for weeks without much progress. He would attack me, I would restrain him, I would talk and ask him to open up, amd he would be silent. Then I finally found something that clicked. I told him I loved him and always would, and that I thought he was a special and talented kid, and that I would always be proud of him. He cried in my arms and got angry and wanted me to stop, but I pushed through. So then for a couple weeks I kept letting him know that, and over time his reaction to it became normalized, which is how I knew he really believed and understood it. Now we have a routine I call daddy therapy time, and when I come in his room and say let's talk, he gets straight like a pencil on his bed and I kinda compress him into the bed, and his head hangs off which he likes for some reason. He has been opening up gradually and actually talking instead of just me talking. Some days are still hard, he still takes everything out on me, but that's ok, better me than anyone else, that's my job. I still get bit and scratched but less often now, and I think things will continue to be 2 steps forward, one step back. For you overwhelmed parents out there.....keep trying, there's hope. Relevant Comments Commenter 1: Highly recommend getting your son a weighted blanket. The right weight is 10% of his weight. These help autistic folks due to the compression. It helps them sleep, soothes anxiety and has been a saving tool of a friend. Nothing worked for him to sleep properly his whole life then he got a weighted blanket & slept all night for the first time in decades, maybe ever, he's unsure. He told me it's greatly relieved his anxiety & doesn't worry about many things that happen anymore. Best of continued success & joy for your family. OOP: Thanks for the tip! We did get him a weighted blanket but he doesn't like it. Commenter 2: If weighted things are a no, maybe a light blanket with something he loves on it? You mentioned he likes to lay with his head hanging off the bed, maybe he would really like a sensory swing OOP: I'll look into a swing, that's new to me Commenter 3: you unintentionally became a weighted blanket for him that's very funny and very cute haha OOP: Yeah, and I guess the head hanging over the bed is also a form of therapy too. All I knew was that's what he wanted and it seemed to work so I just kinda accidently came up with it.   Latest Update here: BoRU #2   DO NOT COMMENT IN LINKED POSTS OR MESSAGE OOPs – BoRU Rule #7 THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT OOP submitted by /u/Choice_Evidence1983 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

I am NOT OOP. OOP is u/justathrowaway282641 Originally posted to r/TwoHotTakes + her own page Previous BoRUs: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 [New Update]: My family forgot to invite me to my grandparents funeral, but they are convinced I was there. NEW UPDATE MARKED WITH ---- Trigger Warnings: death of loved ones, emotional manipulation, gaslighting, harassment Mood Spoilers: super wonderful!! Editor’s Note: removed all relevant comments from older posts to make space for new updates. To see all older relevant comments, check out the previous BoRUs above RECAP Original Post: November 14, 2023** I’m 30s F and caused a major blowup in my family and now none of them are talking to me. For background, my hometown is tiny (500pop) and when I went 2 hrs away to “the city” (15,000pop) for college, I loved it. I ended up staying after graduation, got married, and am happy here for a decade. I visit my home town every few weeks or so, call/text my family near daily, and thought we were all good. My family’s pretty small. Just my brother, mom, step dad, dad, step mom, and an aunt and uncle (mom’s siblings, never married, no kids). My mother's grandparents moved to my home town when I was in high school and were just down the street from us. My family has always been pretty drama free (aside from my parent’s divorce when I was a kid) and we’ve been happy. The step-parents were blended in perfectly and we share holidays and celebrations together. We’re all super close and just the perfect little group. Ever since I moved away, the topic of “when am I moving back?” is constant, and I’ve always laughed it off. My home town has nothing. You have to drive 30 minutes for milk and bread. 60-90 minute one-way commutes to work. And floods shut down the main road every Easter. I love the town, but I love here more. I have parks, stores, community events, a library! The “city” is great. My family grumbles that I need to move back, but I refuse. I've been trying to encourage them to come here, especially since it's not an hour drive to the nearest medical facility. Now to the meat and potatoes: both my grandparents passed over COVID times. They were both old and their health had been failing for a while so it was only a matter of time. Thankfully they didn’t catch it, but it made visiting them impossible and we survived mostly through FaceTime. They both passed in their sleep months apart. Both were cremated and kept securely under the kitchen sink for safe keeping while the pandemic blew over. That was 2021. Well, I just found out my family held a funeral for them and scattered the ashes in my uncle’s maple grove over the summer. No one said a word to me about it. I’ve visited numerous times before and after and not one word. I only found out because my great uncle from California posted on Facebook a few weeks ago that he is entering hospice and was so thankful his health stayed strong enough for him to see his little sister (my grandma) to her final resting place. I was confused and called my mom. She was all “Yeah, the funeral we had in July, remember?” Ya’ll, I visited them for the 4th of July. They did the funeral the 8th. Not a word about it to me. They had planned this for months. Long enough to arrange for my infirm great uncle to be brought over from the other side of the country. Apparently, they talked about it “all the time”. Everyone is convinced I was at the funeral. They SWEAR I was there. I can prove I wasn’t because Google’s got my location history. My hubby is baffled because he was supposedly there, too, but he had to work every weekend in June and July. Time clock doesn’t lie. My family straight up forgot about me. I’m hurt. I’m sad. And they’re pissed at me “for lying”. They think I’m causing drama over nothing. Nothing I say can convince them I wasn’t there. My family is united in this. And they’ve all put me “on read” until I admit I’m wrong. They think I’ve gone nuts. Either there’s a doppelganger of me attending events, or my family doesn’t want to admit they screwed up. I’m not backing down. Thanksgiving is coming up, and my family’s been vague posting on Facebook about “forgetful kids” and mental health. It’s so freaking weird and I don’t know if I’m in bizzaro world or what’s going on. My mom’s best friend reached out and said I should just admit I was wrong and apologize, that I’m causing my mom so much unnecessary stress. I asked her if she’s checked everyone’s home for CO2. She hung up on me. (We checked our CO2, and our testers are running just fine.) I have reached out to a few people in my home town to check in on my folks, and they all say they're fine. I even spoke with the local volunteer fire fighter group to see if they could check for gas leaks. Not sure if they were able to. I don’t know what to do. I’ve shown them the proof I wasn’t there, but they know I’m tech savvy and just assume I’ve Photoshopped it. Hubby says we need a break, and we’re going to be staying home this holiday season. Edit: I don't know the update rules, so I'll post updates to my profile should anyone want them.   Update #1: November 27, 2023 (13 days later) Not sure how to do updates on posts, so figured I'd post anything on my profile. Folks have private messaged me and this will be easier I think? It's 11/27 and Thanksgiving just happened. Hubby and I stayed home. We got a small turkey and made our own little thanksgiving. It was nice. We ate around noon, then watched a movie, and later sat outside with a bottle of wine to watch the sun set behind the trees and neighbor houses. We usually take the day before off, drive to my folks, stay the night, and help with the Thanksgiving Day cooking. So it wasn't until Wednesday night that my mom broke the silence. Mom called and asked when I was showing up, and I told her we were staying home this year, but for them to have a happy Thanksgiving, and to give the rest of the family my love. She was quiet for a long time after I said that, and I think she eventually mumbled an "okay", or something, and hung up. It wasn't an angry hang up. Just a hang up. On Thanksgiving day, I sent a group "Happy Thanksgiving!" gif to our family group chat. I received a few "happy Thanksgiving"'s back. No one's said anything else. There's been no posts on Facebook.   Update #2: December 12, 2023 (15 days later) So, I think I mentioned in one of my comments that my dad and I usually talk on the phone every Sunday morning. We're both early risers so we'd chat over our morning coffees and watch the sunrise. Him and I haven't really spoken since this all went down and it's been tough. I'm used to talking to him, you know? Well, I was sitting outside in my usual spot, watching the sun rise and freezing my butt off, and he called me. I'm not entirely sure how to describe the emotions I felt. It was a mix of panic, hope, terror, happiness, and dread. I ended up answering because I just had to know what he wanted. It was an awkward conversation. He didn't address the current "drama", but instead tiptoed around the situation with all the grace of an cow on stilts. For instance, a simple "How are you doing?" Type question was answered with a "Not good." And the whole conversation would stall out for a bit because he knew why I wasn't doing well. So we ended up talking about the weather, the various winter birds we'd seen in our feeders, and the Christmas decorations around town. Things like that. Eventually he asked if we were coming out for Christmas, and sounded sad when I told him we weren't. He asked if him and step mom could come visit us instead, and I told him it wasn't a good idea this year. That hubby and I were going to spend a quiet holiday together. I let him know he should be receiving some gifts at his PO Box any day now, so to please pick them up from the post office and put them under the family tree for everyone. He said he'd ship ours to us as well. And that was pretty much it. No crazy drama to report. The only posts on Facebook have been the usual Christmas excitement ones, countdowns, photos of Santa, silly gift ideas, photos of company Christmas parties. On a personal note: Hubby and I are doing alright. Our health is good, our spirits high, and we're as solid as ever. We each got Christmas bonus' at our jobs, so we're excited about that. They're not large, but we're happy to have them. We have also done advent calendars for the first time ever. I got him a Lego one, and he got me a hot chocolate one. We're going to do the calendars again next year. Maybe make a tradition out of it. Everyone please have a safe and happy holidays.   Inheritance: December 16, 2023 (four days later) I've received a lot - A LOT - of messages and private DMs urging me to check into inheritance and such. I'm really touched a lot of Internet strangers are worried about me and I wanted to ensure everyone that inheritance is most likely not an issue here. I'd almost be relieved if it was, because then it would at least make some sense. Money does weird things to people, you know? No one in my family is wealthy by any means. After my grandparents' passed, their small estate was used to pay for their end of life expenses and remaining assets split up. Everyone directly related got an equal split (so excluded my dad and the step parents). I don't remember the exact amount I received, but it was around $5k if I recall. My brother gave me his share, too, so I could finish paying off my college debt while the interest freeze was active. The great uncle from California has kids and grand kids, and great grandkids of his own, and also isn't wealthy. I think one of his kids makes good money doing something in finance, but I'm not entirely sure. I can't imagine he left us anything, as we hardly knew him. My mom, aunt, and uncle only met him a few times in their lives, and my brother and I even less. Grandma and him were close, but I don't think he liked my grandpa much.   Christmas: December 25, 2023 (nine days later) I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I've received a lot of support through my posts and I'm really grateful. Writing these updates have had a therapeutic effect. Yesterday was Sunday, but I didn't answer my dad when he called. I just really didn't feel up to a pointless chat, so let it go to voicemail. He tried to reach me a few times throughout the day, but I didn't answer. Our bestie last minute invited us over to his house for Christmas day lunch (today), so husband and I were busy all Christmas Eve making cookies, peanut brittle, and homemade suckers/hard candies for his kids. Mom tried to reach out as well, but I also ignored her calls. We had a BLAST at lunch! Our friend's kids are a lot of fun to be around. They got some techy presents from their grandparents (Quest vr headset and steam decks, lucky little rascals) Friend and his wife aren't good with tech, while hubby and I are, so we helped get them set up while our friend played a good host to his folks and inlaws. The grandparents didn't realize that a Steam deck required a Steam account, so we got the kids all their own accounts set up, added them to our steam friends lists, and gifted them some games. We also bought them a few VR games for their headset, and they were off to the races with Beat Saber in no time. As for my folks: My brother texted and asked if we could talk sometime tomorrow. I think me ignoring mom and dad has caused some kind of upset. Which they deserve.   Brother’s call: December 26, 2023 (next day) Spoke with my brother over the phone this morning. For starters, he apologized for everything. Him and I are good (for now). For a bit of background, my brother and I are only 2 years apart. There weren't a lot of kids around growing up, so the two of us were often stuck doing stuff together. So we have a lot of shared interests and passions. He's been pretty silent on this whole matter, but still "part of the group", if you know what I mean. I think the thought of losing him out of my life was probably the most painful, because he's always been there. He was my rock until I met my husband. He's definitely a Mama's boy, though, so anything mom wanted, he made sure she got. I'm happy to have him back. Without further ado, here's the story from the horse's mouth: Mom apparently had a cancer scare late last year (which no one told me about, go figure), and dad had a stint put in his heart back in January (which I did know about). This "sense of mortality" has apparently lit a fire under Mom's ass to get me back home. But since I wasn't reacting to her passive aggressive hinting, she and step mom decided to go full crazy. My great uncle's health was bad, and he'd been asking about funeral arrangements for his sister (my grandma) for a while, so the moms decided to plan it. And use the event as a giant middle finger to me. They kept all the planning pretty hush-hush between the two of them, so no one on our side of the family actually knew about the funeral until like 2 weeks before. The moms said they'd invited hubby and I. No one thought anything about it. No one thought to mention, confirm, or check with me. The plan was to scatter the ashes, say a few words, and maybe head to town for lunch. It was a small affair. The mom's didn't even tell the family that our great uncle was coming for it. Like I said, it was a small thing. Barely a footnote. No one thought it was odd because we're pretty chill people. 4th of July happens. Hubby and I are out. No one thought to mention it, as we were all busy celebrating and having a great time. Any time the topic of "this weekend" would start, the conversation would be quickly shifted by one of the moms. We went back home. 8th of July happens. Great uncle rolls into town with a few of his kids, grandkids, and great grandkids, and it's a surprise to everyone (but the moms). Everyone drives to the maple grove and the moms have brought a ton of food and stuff. It's a full blown party. No one on my side noticed I wasn't there, because there were so many extra faces outside the usual group. They did the spreading of the ashes, they said their words, they ate, they had a great time. It wasn't until our great uncle left, and all his side left with him, that they realized I wasn't there. And hadn't been there. And this is where the crazy went up a notch. My brother says the moms were happy no one noticed I wasn't there. And that this was proof to everyone that I needed to move back because I was so easily forgotten about. Because none of them thought to reach out, right? They basically did a ton of guilt tripping manipulation bullshit and it made everyone upset at me for not showing up. Somehow it was my fault for being excluded. So suddenly everyone was on their side with "sticking it to me". But then a few months went by, and tempers cooled, and then I guess the horror of it set in. Followed by the shame, but by then they were "in too deep". How do you undo something like this? And since I hadn't brought it up, I guess they figured they would all just stay quiet about it and hope I never asked about a funeral. That's when I discovered the situation from my great uncle's Facebook and called my mom, who panicked and went with the stupidest solution. Claiming I was there. Don't I remember? I ended up talking with a few friends from high school, mentioning the situation, and word got back to those in town. So suddenly town gossip and little old church ladies got involved. Was I, or wasn't I at the funeral? Did my family forget to invite me to the funeral of the only grandparents I'd ever know? Or am I just causing a ruckus? My brother said they all just went with mom's answer. Of course they wouldn't forget me. Of course I was there. Of course they're good people. And it just snowballed. The family expected me to eventually fold. I'm usually a nonconfrontational person, so me sticking to my guns was unexpected. And then I missed Thanksgiving. And now Christmas. With no sign of backing down. And I guess the realization that I could just stop being part of their lives is setting in and my parents are panicking. He's tried just getting them to apologize and explain, but stubbornness prevails. They want to rug sweep, but I'm not letting them. My brother is upset with everything that's happened. He's realized just how crappy it all has been and he wants nothing to do with it anymore. But since he lives with my mom, he can't "get away from it". He has asked if he can come stay with us for a little bit. I spoke with hubby, and he's in agreement with me that my brother can come crash in our spare bedroom for as long as he wants. Brother works remotely, so it's no trouble for him to pick up and go. I believe he's making the trip today or tomorrow. Not entirely sure, but I expect crap to hit the fan when he arrives. On a side note, hubby's stoked that my brother and I made up. The two usually game together, but haven't due to "the situation". He's downstairs right now setting up his man cave in preparation for my brother's arrival. I'm happy to see him so excited.   Brother's Here: December 27, 2023 (next day) My brother rolled in late last night. He'd obviously been crying and when I opened the door, he just held me and sobbed. I'd never seen him like that before and soon both of us were just standing in the doorway crying into one another. He kept apologizing. Over and over again. Said he wasn't sure why he went with it. Just kept saying sorry. Hubby got him all set up in the spare bedroom while brother and I talked. My brother's a wreck. He's always been a big guy, but he's lost a lot of weight and his clothes just hang off him. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was on drugs. We talked for a little bit before bed and he re-explained everything for my husband. I'd told hubby the story, but it was just so weird that hearing it again helped. This morning my brother was up at dawn making some coffee and getting his work day going. Hubby's off all week (lucky) so hubby made us working folk some pancakes and bacon. So far everything's peaceful. We've decided not to answer any calls from our family. They've been made aware that he arrived safely, and that we are going to spend the New Years together, and that we're not answering any calls until January 1st. They may text if they wish. I'm sure they're losing their minds. Serves them right. Everyone, have a safe and happy new years! Don't drink and drive!   Happy 2024!: January 2, 2024 (six days later) I hope everyone has a safe and enjoyable holidays, and may the new year be full of joy and happiness! Not too much of an update. Things here have been quiet. My brother's settled in nicely and he's a great housemate. Our place isn't very big, but we have full basement and a nice outside patio/porch area so it doesn't feel crowded at all with the extra addition. He's a quiet and clean guy. No hassle at all. He got some fresh clothes from the Walmart, a haircut, and trimmed his beard, so he's more "presentable" now. He's a lady killer when he gets cleaned up. He's made nice with the (very nosy, but kind) retired couple next door and is adapting to "city living" nicely. Folks back home have been mostly well behaved. There's been a few texts back and forth, as we're not answering calls. Mom mainly wants to know when brother's coming back, but he's keen on staying here for a while. Mom said I can't "keep him" and I told her he's a grown ass man and can do what he wants. Brother says he has her blocked after she ORDERED him to return home. Brother has tentatively asked if he could stay long term, should he decide to, or at least longer than a usual visitor would stay. Which we're fine with. He has a good paying job and could afford an apartment, but he's never lived on his own and I would guess he has some anxiety about it. Should that be the case, he'll start paying us some rent and we'd probably adjust to give him the basement as his own space.   Had to change the locks: January 17, 2024 (15 days later) My brother is officially staying with us for the long haul. Hubby and him spent all Sunday organizing the basement and shifting things around so he now has his own area to be comfortable in. He's pretty handy and has also started fixing little things around our house. Our windows and doors have never closed and locked/unlocked smoother. He even fixed one of the closets we never use because we can never get the darn door open. Sadly, he also had to change the locks on our house and get us all new keys. This is because while hubby and I were out this Saturday, the moms showed up. They'd been calling and texting us all week, but we weren't really answering them, so I guess the two decided to drive over and hash it out in person. They have emergency keys to my place, and just let themselves in. Brother told them to leave, they argued, and my nosy (but kind) neighbors called the police when they noticed the commotion. So, we get a call from neighbor's wife, return home to some cops in our yard, all the neighbors out "vacuuming their trees", and my nosy (but kind) neighbors standing on my porch with my brother behind them, doing their best Gandalf "You shall not pass" impression. Had to talk with the cops, explain that we were having a family dispute and word vomited. I don't really remember what all I said, and was shaking a lot. Our local cops are really great. Fantastic guys and gals in blue, and took it all in stride. It's really cold here, so one had me join him in his cruiser with the heat on, and gave me a bottle of water to calm down while we talked. They asked if we wanted the moms trespassed but I wasn't sure if that counted as a criminal charge so just asked the cops if they could just make them leave, which the cops did with no fuss. I think the moms were shocked we were taking this so seriously. They didn't fight or scream at us. Just left quietly. My dad promised me he'd make sure his wife left us alone. "Or else". He said he'd also have a stern talk with my mom. Him and I talked Sunday morning, and he seemed absolutely at the end of his rope. Husband jokingly told my dad he could move in, too. To which he declined. Not sure where to go from here, but we're getting some ring cameras installed once they arrive. And everyone but my dad is blocked. Hopefully they all just leave us alone.   Nothing New To Report: February 2, 2024 (16 days later) Had a lot of DMs for updates, but don't have much anything to report on. The moms are behaving themselves. All's quiet on the western front. Felt weird ignoring or copy/pasting "no updates" to everyone, so here's what we've been doing, should anyone care. Dad got a new bird/squirrel feeder from Amazon (looks like a little picnic table for a child's dolly but has a mesh top for the bird seed. I think it's supposed to be for chickens?) It's totes adorbs. To his horror, it also works as a Cooper hawk feeder, so now he's "fortifying his defenses" and putting up some trellises around it. He'll have to wait till warmer weather before planting anything to grow on them. We had some ring cameras installed and put in a motion-activated camera that double functions as a light bulb. It goes in the light fixture outside the front door and is pretty cool. Video quality isn't all that great, but it's a nice addition I guess. It does overlook the bird feeders, so I've been watching it on my lunch breaks on the days I have to go into the office. Hubby and brother are feuding. They started a coop farm in Stardew Valley a few days ago and they both want to romance Leah. My husband confided in me that he's also been romancing Sebastian as a backup. I'm not sure why he's keeping this a secret, but he's pretty smug about it.   Update: February 27, 2024 (three weeks later) My dad came out for a visit over the weekend. We had a good time and the weather was lovely for some grilling and beers. It was really nice to see him again and he seemed healthy and in good spirits. Here's his report from back home: Step mom (dad's wife) has started to realize she's screwed up. I credit her change of mindset to the fact that my dad sat her down and laid it out for her: she leaves his kids alone, or she's getting divorce papers. That apparently shut her up right quick, because they had a prenup done when they married and I'm not sure the details of it, but it wouldn't end favorably for her. She hasn't worked in years, so I imagine she'd be eligible for alimony? But I'm not versed in any of that legal mumbojumbo. Dad didn't seem too worried about it, so I'm not gonna worry about it. Step dad was pissed the police were involved in the last "mom visit" (despite no one getting arrested or anything) and was in a "the kids are out of control and need to be reigned back in" mindset. When my dad pointed out that "the kids" in question were all in their mid-30s, it took some of the steam out of stepdad's sails. According to my dad, even my mom looked a little surprised when he said that. So, part of me is wondering if a good chunk of this whole thing is my mom not truly realizing that her kids were grown, and no longer children she could make demands of. Both of the moms have left us alone. I expected my mom to continue to kick up a fuss, but I think the cops spooked her. There was a wonderful suggestion by a comment or to get their pastor involved, which I passed along to my dad. Dad has since spoken to their pastor about everything. He's a young guy, relatively new to their church, and joked that his first month on the job he had to do 3 funerals in a row and his new "flock" were just dying to get away from him, so he's got a sense of humor which is nice. The new pastor agreed to sit down with everyone and help the family hash it all out in a true "Come to Jesus" type moment next month, so that maybe we could celebrate Easter together as our first holiday as a family. Dad said the pastor was aware our family was having some troubles, but unsure of exactly what was going on, and since he was new, the pastor didn't want to pry. He has also agreed to do a small service down at my uncle's maple grove later in the summer, as it usually floods and is a muddy mess all spring. According to my dad, my aunt and uncle are so over all the drama and just ready to move on, so I expect hugs and apologies from them when we next meet. Stardew Valley Update: My brother was victorious in the grand fight for Leah. It was a hard battle. Well fought. When my husband exposed his plans to woo Sebastian all this time, it was quite the betrayal. Dramatics aside, their farm is really cute and I'm so happy they're enjoying the game!   Update 4/1 - Final one I think: April 1, 2024 Happy April Fools everyone! I hope you all check your caramel apples for stray onions before taking a bite! I also hope your Easter weekend was a delightful one. It is with great joy that I tell you all about our most recent update! Possibly even a conclusion to this whole ordeal. The entire family (aunt, uncle, moms, dads, brother, me, husband) and pastor met at my dad's house and we all sat down to hash the situation out. As expected from what my dad said, my aunt and uncle greeted us all with apologies and hugs, which was nice. My uncle usually helps host the Easter egg hunts with the church and he brought our Easter baskets to give to us in case us kids weren't sticking around the for the weekend. I'm not sure why but seeing it made me tear up and feel stupid, because it was just a basket of candy but it meant a lot to me for some reason. The pastor led us in a prayer and talked about forgiveness and such. He then asked us all to talk one at a time about how we're feeling and what we want the end result of today to be. No one was allowed to interrupt so everyone got to talk. It was nice. The consensus for the group was that most everyone wanted things to go back to "normal". The only ones who had any variance off this was my mom and step dad. They both wanted all us kids to move back to the area. The pastor asked them why they wanted us back, and neither could give a good reason other than "because family", and the pastor asked us if we were thriving where we were. And we said we were. He asked if we were happy there. Which we were. He then asked my mom and step dad if they wanted us to give up our happiness to make them happy. And Mom broke down and said no. We all had a good cry. The pastor then asked about the funeral and lies that led up to it and followed it and how it made us all feel and what we wished we'd done differently if we had the chance. It was all very emotional, but in a good way, you know? Everyone apologized and admitted they f-ed up and did a really crappy thing. We all talked for a long, long time and the pastor was a great mediator. Eventually we all reached some sort of resolution and I think we're good now. Emotions are still high and a little raw in areas, but we stayed for Easter weekend and had a nice time. We're going to keep moving forward slowly and try to repair the relationship, but I believe we're well and truly out of the woods. As for my brother, he's still staying with us, and mom will stop trying to guilt trip him back home. He's thinking about renting a small apartment in our area but we're not pushing him to make a decision. He knows he's welcome to stay as long as he wants. I think he wants to try dating (he's had a few girlfriends but never anything serious) and is embarrassed to bring any girls around our place, lol. He's been going to a few random classes/bookclubs at the local library for something free to do and hitting it off with all the little old ladies who attend, and they keep trying to hook him up with girls his age who they know. He has been on a few lunches/coffee dates with a couple girls, but I think he's too embarrassed by the attention to give it a real try at "dating" any of them. He's happy, though, which is all I could ask for. I'm not sure if there will be any more updates, as I think it's all be resolved about as much as it can be at the moment. I wanted to thank you all for your words of advice and giving me a place to vent and scream into the void. Please be kind to one another and to yourselves. Thank you.   Small, happy update: May 7, 2024 Things as wonderful as the moment. Still doing baby steps with The Moms. We're texting and talking on the phones more, which is nice. Very civil. Dad "accidentally" bought a bunch of hand crafted bird feeders at a craft fair. By accidentally, I mean: he had a little too much fun in the beer tent, went for a stroll while step mom wasn't looking, and stumbled upon a guy's booth and bought "one of each". He wouldn't tell me how MANY "one of each" was, but he cackled like a witch when I asked. Step mom said she's forcing him to give a few to me, so I'm expecting a delivery or a Dad-visit any day now. My brother is officially "going steady" with a girl. We've met her a few times and she seems like a real sweetheart. She's our age and has a little boy (5-6 years old, I haven't asked) from a previous relationship (The dad's not in the picture from what I can gather). She's the granddaughter of one of his Book Club members, so the old ladies made good match makers in the end. The relationship is still very new and I'm routing for them. No new Stardew Valley updates. Work has been a little crazy lately and I haven't been able to play much of anything, and brother has been distracted by his new lady friend. So, husband finally started Baldur's Gate 3, and fell for Gale's "magic trick" so now those two are a thing. I expect him to be sufficiently distracted from reality for the next few weeks.   ----NEW UPDATE---- Been a while: March 3, 2025 (10 months later) I hope everyone's doing wonderful! I know it's been a while. Lots of little happy updates incoming! My brother moved out! He's like 5 minutes away, so it's not far but he's officially living on his own. He's going steady with the same girl. She's a catch! Sweet as can be! She fits in to the family so well and everyone just adores her. She's going to school to be a nurse and I know she's gonna crush it. Hubby and I get to babysit her kiddo on the regular and he's a total hoot. At first, he was overly polite and a bit shy, but one day my husband picked him up and husband was wearing his SCP hoodie. Turns out the kid is a MASSIVE SCP fan. So we've all bonded and he's really opened up around us. Assuming my brother and her are still together come August (we're hoping they continue going strong) there's talk about kiddo taking the school bus to our place after school. There's a stop at the bottom of our street and it would be no trouble for us to have him chill at our house for a few hours until mom's off work. Have him work on homework or whatever. I might have to learn whatever "new math" is, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Mom's mellowed the frick out. She's stopped her insanity and seems to have accepted the new normal. Dad says she's "turning back into the woman he once married." Which is a bit depressing, but also good, I guess? From what he says, mom has started cross stiching again. Which, my brother and I never knew she knew how. Apparently, she used to be massively into the hobby, but after my brother and I were born, she was terrified we'd get into the needles and hurt ourselves, so she put it all away and never touched it again. Step-dad says she's much more relaxed and calm lately, which I'm happy about. She's respected our boundaries and has only come to visit when we allowed it. Our relationship has improved drastically. Dad and step-mom are also doing well. Step mom and us actually bonded quite nicely during January. She needed hip surgery and since Dad's house has more steps than High Hrothgar, it was decided that she would stay with my husband and I. Her doctor scheduled the surgery at our local branch of their hospital and after she was released, she came back to our place. She ended up staying with us for most of January due to a massive ice storm that came tearing through the area. I've spent time with the woman, but never like this or for this long. It was like seeing a whole new side of her I never knew. When dad finally came to pick her up, I was actually sad to have her leave. You will all be happy to hear that we did manage to do a memorial for my grandparents. It was exactly what my soul needed. I didn't realize how much I NEEDED to have that closure until it was done. Like someone took a weighted blanket off me and I could breathe again. It was a lovely service and a few of the little old church ladies made us some finger foods to have back at the church afterwards and we all sat around eating and sharing stories about Grandma and Grandpa. Our next scheduled visit is for Easter and I can honestly say I'm looking forward to it. I feel like I have my family back again. Please be kind to each other and take care of yourselves. Thank you for letting me shout into the void. Commenter: Oh this is a fantastic update. I am so pleased that this whole saga has come through the other side in a nice way. So often these kind of things don’t have happy endings and I’m thrilled that this one does. Thank you for updating us all.   DO NOT COMMENT IN LINKED POSTS OR MESSAGE OOPs – BoRU Rule #7 THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT OOP submitted by /u/Choice_Evidence1983 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

I am NOT the Original Poster. That is Frossils. She posted in r/internetparents, r/HemiplegicMigraines and r/migraine Thanks to u/outofrhyme for the rec Do NOT Comment on Original Posts. Do not DM OOP- that is against the rules of both this sub and some of the linked subs. Latest update is 7 days old. READ TRIGGER WARNINGS. Trigger Warnings: migraines; vomiting; infection; dismissal of pain; somewhat graphic descriptions of medical issues; teeth issues Mood Spoiler: happy ending Original Post: January 19, 2025 Title: Why is my scalp prickly all of a sudden?? (Related to food? Migraines?) Obviously, I know nobody here can give me a diagnosis! I'm not looking for one. I've been diagnosed with migraines and HM [Hemiplegic Migraines]. I've just had something weird start happening lately and I wondered if it's a migraine thing? When I eat hot sauce or sour candies, my scalp starts feeling prickly. Like when your arm or legs goes to sleep? Except my scalp. I've also had bouts where the center part of both my upper and lower lips have gone numb. Also after eating hot sauce. I've been having a crazy amount of migraines and hemiplegic migraines lately and I guess I have an infected tooth on top, now (chills, random red streak going away from a tooth, pain on that side eye and ear). I'm on antibiotics for the infection but the scalp prickling started before that. I know that nobody can tell me what it is on Reddit, but... it would be nice to assess if it's something I should mention to my doctor at all? I feel silly asking her about something as small as "prickly scalp" 🤦 Update Post: January 21, 2025 (2 days later) Title: Turns out, I have a 13 year old infection in my face. It's eating the bone. So, I've been diagnosed with migraines. Chronic migraines and hemiplegic migraines. My dad is epileptic and I also have POTS. I was diagnosed by a neurologist. I just wanted to share this story here in case it helps anyone else. I've had my HMs [Hemiplegic Migraines] for about 5 years, now. But realized I've suffered migraines since childhood. Just not frequently. In 2020, I suffered a head injury and post-concussion syndrome. Since then, I started having 20+ migraines a month, scoring 200+ on the MIDAS. I say these things because my situation is complex and it's worth recognizing that. In around 2012, I had a root canal done. The previous dentist had botched a filling and it got infected. Ever since I had that done, I've had pain in the right side of my face. (Coincidentally the same side as my HM) I returned to my dentist and told him about the pain and his response was "That's not possible. We removed the nerve. It's not pain." So, after 13 YEARS, I sort of grew to live with it. (I was a teenager when I had the root canal and I didn't think to ask for a 2nd opinion) Every migraine, I get a pink hot spot on that side of my face. That ear aches, my teeth will all hurt, my jaw aches, and it was just something I accepted as normal. I was aware I had problems with my root canal tooth, but I didn't understand the full extent. I start getting chills that won't go away, I feel pressure behind my eye, my cheek swells, my ear feels like it has fluid in it. I think "migraine"... until I see the red streak going up from my tooth on my gums. Well, I got a good dentist recently. We discovered that I have an infection in the bone above my root canal tooth. There's a spot between the size of a pea and a penny that's just a pocket of pus. Today, I was shown the X-ray of my face and the pocket of pus and bone damage from this infection. And this was the X-ray from BEFORE it even started streaking! I'm going to have special surgical dental work done to clean this infection out. But in the meantime, I can't help but feel that this infection has been a trigger for my migraines all these years. Note: I have also been diagnosed C-PTSD and have structural dissociation, so my sense of pain is a little screwed up. But in 2024, after suffering a fever for 4 months and pain that was an 8 or 9, they found a tumor on my appendix. All the tests showed nothing. I was missing sleep for days on end and I actually believed I was making it up. I WASN'T. I had a lipoma in my appendix that was mimicking appendicitis, but didn't show up on the standard appendicitis tests because of its composition. Now, having turned 30, I've decided I'm no longer letting any doctor (or dentist) tell me how I feel. Between my tumor and now this infection, I've really learned the value of being your own advocate. If something isn't right, something isn't right. Don't let someone fool you into thinking you imagined things. I wanted to urge everyone here to go to your dentists as well! And maybe go to more than one. Ask questions. Make sure you understand what's being said. If you're in pain, DON'T let anyone tell you you're not. (I've let people brush off my pain because I have decreased pain sensitivity) I can't say for sure since I haven't had the surgery yet, but I would be surprised if this infection wasn't a fat HM trigger. Maybe it's not, but... I just can't help but think the bone-eating infection has to be making things worse. I really hope this post helps encourage some folks to stand up for themselves. And to also re-evaluate other facets of your health. I don't suspect most folks get migraines and think "ah, yes, I better go to the dentist". Update Post 2: January 23, 2025 Title: I've had a fever of 102-103 for 3 days. I'm on antibiotics for an infection that's eating the bones of my face. Anything I can do to make myself feel less rubbish? Infection from a 13 y/o failed root canal and it's in my upper jaw/cheek/skull bones. Dentist showed me the bone damage/pocket of pus. Problem is, I have stomach problems right now from a surgery I had last year. Swallowing is extremely painful! Taking the antibiotic pills HURTS (I actually vomited a strip of my stomach lining, diagnosed by my doctor). So, I'm struggling with the normal "take Tylenol" and "drink lots of water". If I drink lots, I throw up. I can't handle most pills. Eating is off the table (I'm on prescription meal replacements). I just turned 30 and this was NOT the start to 2025 I was hoping for 💀 My questions are: what can I do to feel better physically? (I've already treated myself on Amazon but ordering a lighter weight blanket and a stuffie. Idk that I'm an adult, it was blooming CUTE!) should the antibiotic be getting RID of the fever?? at what point should I be worried? (I'm waiting for my doctor to approval my special dental surgery and she's not in the office for a few weeks) Any other tips/advice/comfort? When I ask my mom irl, she's said "Can't you hear yourself? You're so WHINY!" so I came here for some virtual hugs. I feel like I'm allowed to be whiny when my face bones are being eaten and I had a tumor last year lol Top Comment: Diograce: Honey, you need to go to the ER. I’m sure your dentist is doing a good job, but the doctor who did the surgery, and doctors who have more experience in whole body treatments are going to be better for you. Fever is nothing to be so casual with, it has the potential to cause big problems. Hugs Edit: (25 minutes later) I'm taking some of your advice and gonna ask my parents to take me to emerge or the walk-in clinic! Thanks, everyone! I'll try and make an update when I have a chance. Update Post 3: January 23, 2025 (6 hours later) Title: Update: You guys were right! Just a quick update from my earlier post. I've seen the doc and I'm getting IV antibiotics. The previous antibiotic wasn't working and wasn't strong enough. I'm just gonna have some blood work done as well. Then, I'll have to come back every day for treatment for a while. (I live close to the hospital so it's okay) Because I'm autistic and I have decreased pain sensitivity, it's hard for me to tell how bad things are sometimes until afterwards. I would have kept trying to wait it out. Internet parents, I think you saved my life! Thank you for telling me to go back to emerge. Final Update Post: January 24, 2025 (Next day, 6 days from OG post) Not sure if I'm being annoying, but I thought everyone who read my previous post would be relieved to know. My fever is gone! Started the day at 103. My mom got me some baby Tylenol and it got down to 102 and then 101! Over the course of the day, I stopped sleeping all day and actually felt up for some gaming! (Which I have NOT felt up for!!) Got my second IV today and we now have a plan. Turns out, my infection was so severe, the IV isn't enough! I need IV and meds. They got me liquid kind... Just a pro tip? NEVER get the liquid kind unless you REALLY can't swallow like me right now. It legitimately tastes like the smell of dog poop. I plugged my nose, downed it like a shot, and popped a chocolate in my mouth immediately after. And I was still gagging like crazy! But I kept it down! And during my second IV, the fever finally went away and I feel like a normal human again! I have to go back for at least a week just because of how severe it is. I know I said thank you in my quick update yesterday, but seriously. I had no idea how much danger I was in! I know infections are bad. I've dealt with a few, before. But if it weren't for this subreddit, I would have kept waiting for those pills to work. My pain had only gotten to a 7 (for a VERY short period) so I really didn't recognize how much trouble I was in. If it weren't for this sub, I'm not sure I'd still be here... It's wild, too. I legitimately came on here just seeking some comfort. I thought I'd get some good self-care tips. That's all I was looking for! I don't generally look for medical advice online (barring the exception of curiosity and boredom). And if it was only one of you folks or like... A handful of folks that had said something? I might not have gone in. I probably would have figured "Oh, gee, some people are really worried..." and left it. But because you ALL told me to go back to emerge (I am still getting concerned comments!!), I took it seriously. So, thank you to each one of you who took the time to comment. Again, I know I dropped a hasty thanks yesterday, but... I wanted to say something now that I'm more lucid. I'm not able to reply to everyone individually, so I figured an update was appropriate. Hopefully, this will be the last one as I continue to recover! THANK YOU, Internet Parents! Again- Do NOT comment on Original Posts. Do not DM OOP. You put this sub and others at risk and you will be banned. submitted by /u/LucyAriaRose to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

I've spent the last 5 years trying to improve my sleep. Tried a bunch of techniques, products, etc. Some worked much better than others and I finally hit my stride last year. At least 8 hours of sleep. Every single night. For 365 nights. I feel great. Ask me anything EDIT: WOW what a response. Never expected this post to get so much love. I'm going to summarize some of the FAQs below How do I feel? feeling way more sharp cognitively. work has become more enjoyable more positive outlook on life - feeling more appreciative/grateful better ability to connect with my wife. i feel like i'm more present increased libido (I'm in my early-mid 30s) overall I have a feeling of confidence and calm that has made my life a lot more positive Most impactful technique I used: Something i learned from Huberman. When you wake up, DO NOT scroll on your phone. Get your butt out of bed and get sunlight immediately. The first 30 mins after waking up are crucial to getting a good sleep later that night. Other helpful techniques I use: get out of bed immediately when I wake up + getting sunlight immediately weight training 3x per week walking 10k steps per day not eating within 4 hours of bedtime making sure my bedroom is COLD. Blast the AC to 19C or 66F using a fan for subtle white noise + cooling don't keep your phone in your bedroom. use a standalone alarm clock PRIORITIZING MY SLEEP (sometimes at the expense of my social life in the short term. but it's absolutely worth it) Products I swear by: Magnesium Glycinate: https://www.amazon.ca/Magnesium-Glycinate-Supplement-Nutritionn-Non-Buffered/dp/B0C9WB79FF Cheap standalone alarm clock from Walmart - keep your phone OUTSIDE your room when you sleep (If you have some $ to spend) Good bedding: I am a Gravid fan-boy: gravid.ca - I love their cooling weighted blanket, doze gel mattress topper and cooling sheets/pillowcases. Tried the orthopedic pillow but found it awkward Products that DID NOT help: melatonin white noise machine expensive pillows submitted by /u/BigClick7779 to r/AMA [link] [comments]

I’ve never had one before so I’m not sure what to expect. But hopefully I can actually fall asleep at a decent hour for once 😭 submitted by /u/This3dworldsucks to r/ADHD [link] [comments]

Sensory Goods has been a company for 6 years. It began when I decided to help people who suffer from autism like my children. Since the company's founding, we have expanded our scope to assisting people in dealing with multiple disorders that affect sleep and comfort. Our goal is to spread awareness about these disorders. Feel free to ask me any questions you may have about these sensory issues and how certain products can help deal with them. EDIT: We are heading out for the day. We appreciate your time and we very much enjoyed responding to the questions in this AMA. We will be available to try and answer any more questions you may have tomorrow! Feel free to contact us through our Facebook or our website. Have a great night! Sleep well! EDIT (Again): Now I'm actually signing off for the night! Sleep well! My Proof: https://twitter.com/SensoryGoods/status/912694122804166662 submitted by /u/SensoryGoods to r/IAmA [link] [comments]