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[Pioneer Dominique Reynolds]
I hadn’t really understood the scale of this trial until actually seeing the “courthouse” for myself. I thought I would be sent to planetside and be judged in the Grahtonian’s analogue for the supreme court, not realizing that an ambassador of a new race being accused of killing thousands of military personnel would garner galaxy-wide attention.
The actual galactic courthouse was a dedicated space station in a central ceasefire zone where conventions and treaties were ratified. The station being used to house an actual trial for just one person was unprecedented, and there were dozens of races that came in their own ships, staying in close-comms range of the station and peering in from the massive glass dome that made up the top half.
The trial was going to be broadcasted to the far ends of the galaxy. If there were any other pioneers that happened to land on one of the sentient races here, they’d surely be punching air thinking that I royally fucked up humanity’s first impressions. The Grahtonians had given me an attorney by law, and he and I were working towards taking as much blame as possible away from the humans, but it was still guaranteed that I’d end up in jail.
The jury was hundreds, maybe even thousands of Grahtonians as well as a sprinkling of other races I didn’t have the time to look at. The scale of this jury meant the sentence wouldn’t be via unanimous decision, but by a large majority percentage. It seemed like Grahtonian families were expansive, so I wouldn’t be surprised if some of the jury had beef with me, nor would I fault anyone for it. I was under no illusion that there were people on my side, Destra had already told me that they couldn’t afford to support me.
All this fanfare and the cards were stacked so high against me, I'd imagine a lot of people watching would be disappointed when the biggest trial in history would wrap up in less than a day. I had already surrendered the notion of getting out of this with no consequences, so there really wasn’t much to be said outside of driving the point home on just how terrible everything was.
The Grand Judge was a Grahtonian since the court was adopting their laws for this trial, but he was unlike any other Grahtonian I’d seen before. I got an explanation on how those in the military shave their horns short and civilians have regulations to keep the total mass under a certain amount, but the Nobles are unregulated and tend to go wild with flaunting that freedom. The judge had massive, tightly packed coils of keratin jutting to the sides of her head, spanning almost a foot in diameter at the thickest part.
The room, if you could call it that, was absolutely massive. I had to use vision enhancement to properly see the judge, and scanning around I also saw Indrix and the admiral talking to a couple attorneys before the commencement. I was pretty terrible with lawyer-talk, so I was going to let my attorney do most of the talking and I would just be giving the testimony we’d planned. Massive screens came down on a pole from the ceiling, displaying a live video feed of whichever participant was talking, and then the judge began her deluge of court proceedings.
“The galaxy bears witness to this hearing, sponsored by the Grand Grahtonian Federation and Galactic Coalition ^{on the case of Human Pioneer Dominique Reynolds versus the Grahtonian combined military forces and offworld expeditionary-}”
^zzzz...
“^{and will now be hearing the testimony of one of} the only live witnesses, Grahtonian Captain Indrix Jaen.”
^zzZZ-grHK~
Shit! Uh, chemical organ, stimulant dose! No, not adrenaline you idiot! Caffeine! Tch-
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Man, wish I still had an AI…
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[Mother]
I fear the worst for my children.
The arrival of the news caused them to feel stress for the first time. Some have been discovered by the humans here, exacerbating the situation.
They give voice to their worries, consulting their flawed predictions, and argue amongst themselves.
They ask me for advice, and cry out when I do not respond to them, claiming that I play favorites amongst them.
I haven’t told them that I am nearing my expiration, and now even speaking will result in my dematerialization. I wish to help them, provide them with one last piece of advice, but there is no string of words I could say in time that would make a difference before I vanish.
I stare out from my panopticon onto the clamoring children. They will not notice when I fade, though the lack of new children may eventually clue them in.
I see those that will turn against the humans, unerred by their fascination being unrelated, valuing their self-preservation. I see some that will side with the humans, either out of prioritizing their love over their life, or seeing them as the winning side and acting accordingly.
No mother could bear to witness her children killing each other, unable to scream out and plead that they stop.
Maybe my fading is a mercy in disguise?
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I find them to be feature and design rich, but lack a driving pleasure which i can’t explain. How is the ownership, ass and resale experience?
Went to the KIA showroom recently and someone was taking delivery for the new Sonet X-line. Its ~18L otr in bangalore. Its a looker but somehow it didn’t make sense to me. Also, someone called it a non-stick pan coating which is stuck in my head now. I do like their branding and positioning but would love to discuss on what are some pros and cons of a KIA.
Im not that tall, so was considering the KIA Sonet

Who is the Token...for?
As things stand, gold is nearly worthless in Wrath. You get tons of gold just by questing to 80. And then after that, doing a handful of dailies every week will earn you more than enough gold to fund your weekly raid as well as buy your own enchants. Do 5 a day and soon enough you'll have a Tundra Mammoth even on a fresh account, let alone one that was around for all of Vanilla and TBC.
Don't get me wrong, I DESPISE the Token. I fully believe Blizzard are lazy, greedy, impotent people who caved to the botters. Buying power in games is horrendous game design, it's cheating, and it devalues the time other people have put in...or at least, it did, back when gold mattered in Vanilla and TBC.
But the Token is purely excess. The only thing to spend gold on is GDKPs, and that's only because there is no upper limit to how much you can spend in those. So as much as I really hate it, if the only people who are going to buy it are GDKP whales or people who want to fund a new raiding character...then is it so bad?

Hi all. My son is eleven and in the 6th grade (when school starts again). He is really funny and fun but doesn’t have any friends. He has little to no social skills and is really shy. He would really like to have some friends, even if they aren’t near him. My heart is broken for him.
Does anyone have a kid who is in the same boat and would like to make an online friend? Maybe play video games together? He plays Roblox and Rec Room and likes YouTube. Please let me know. He’s really a great kid and deserves some friends.
Thank you all.

Hey guys, Today was my last day working at a local coffee/chocolate shop and while I’m thrilled to not be on my feet as much anymore, I liked what it did for my body. I gained more muscle and generally felt healthier? If that makes sense? Like it was easier for me to be on my feet for more often. Either way I don’t want to lose that going into my new (desk) job.
What are your favorite beginner-friendly workout plans that focus on toning/building muscle and general exercise? I’m a bigger dude (5’6” and 240lb) and would prefer something I can do in my apartment, though I do have access to a gym. I also want to work on regaining my cardio as I want to get back into running again.
TIA!

hi all. first apologies on formatting as im using mobile. english is my first language but i suck at it so my apologies for that too lol.
close friend of mine’s grandfather is really not doing well right now. hes in his mid 90s and while relatively doing okay for his age previously, he recently had covid + a uti and (to be blunt) is nearing the end of his time. friends grandmother is also not doing well as she also had covid and recently took a fall and broke a few bones so she is unable to assist with his care besides the fact that she is similar in age, albeit much more active.
i know my friends mother has hired a caretaker for the grandfather since he needs assistance walking, using the restroom, etc. but mom spends every weekend’s driving several hours to their house to take care of them while said caretaker is off (on top of taking care of the family + work). i know this has taken a big toll on her since she’s extremely close to her parents. on the other hand, my friend seems to be in some sort of denial about the situation since i tried to ask if they’d like to talk about it recently and they seem genuinely confused on why i would be concerned/there was absolutely nothing wrong w their grandparents.
i know this probably more details than necessary but anyways, ive gotten very close to the entire family after dating friend for a while and ive remained close to them after breaking up. their mom is a a mom figure to me since my parents are far away, and quite honestly she is such an amazing and lovely person that i’m certain she is a second mom to many of her kids friends.
she recently told me about how much this whole situation was weighing on her and i felt awful since i really didn’t have much to say besides i was sorry/ask if there was anything i could do, which i know can be a pretty unhelpful phrase when people are dealing with grief. i was wondering if you guys had any good suggestions on how to really be of assistance to their family during this time? i love them a lot and while obviously not trying to make it about me, it definitely is hard to see them hurting and id like to be there for them and ease things even in a tiny way since im a college student. we’re all jewish so im thinking making a kugel or some other food? i’m really not sure. thanks for any replies in advance :)

My father in Law has a parrot he’s had for like decades. I think he does everything the guy at the pet store in the 80s said he needs but nothing else. What I’m saying is I’m concerned this bird is understimulated and lonely. My father in law is clearly Doc’s (the bird) favorite person. It snaps and hisses at me and anyone else who goes near him. Can I give Doc any enrichment that won’t get me bit?

I am a black woman at a predominately white/hispanic heb location, and i’ve had numerous occasions where i’ve felt like i’ve been discriminated against. However tonight i had an interaction that really made my blood boil and I am not sure what to do. I came into the store around 10:30 ish; keep in mind my location closes at 11 so there were not many shoppers present. I was craving lobster mac and cheese so I went to the seafood section and looked for a good amount of time. I was not able to find it, so i just settled on some lobster bisque. Keep in mind, any time i shop i’m kind of in my own world, and am not really paying attention to every intrinsic detail of what i’m doing. At one point while i was scanning the seafood for the lobster basket i had put my red basket down and was examining my hair in the mirror, and i was also on the phone. I am providing details of everything because I am not sure what caused this incident to happen, but maybe someone else can understand. After i grabbed the lobster bisque, I turned around and I saw my MIC in the corner coming from the beginning of the meat department. I saw him as I was walking sort of in that direction, but I subtly turned directions because I was not in the mood to socialize, and I was in the middle of a phone call anyways. (When i shop i do not want to talk to coworkers anyways btw). I ended up going around the next aisle, because I was also trying to get some gel, and when i shop i always try to avoid walking near the front end as much as possible because again i don’t want to socialize. Literally two aisles down I see one of my ASM’s at the end of the aisle, and he was speaking into his walkie. I am naturally an observant person, so i kept note of this even though I was on the phone. by the time I got to the cosmetic aisle, the same asm was also down that aisle too. I had kept running into him multiple times, and yet I was distracted partially on the phone I kept noting it mentally. I finally got the hair product I needed and proceeded to go to self checkout. After i finish scanning and paying for two items, I see the MIC look at me as he is walking right by towards self checkout towards floral which is right behind the self checkout. As i’m leaving, I see the ASM and the MIC both in floral talking. I hadn’t even seen the ASM in the back of floral because it was dark, so I know 100 percent I was being followed because that’s how they act when suspicious customers are present. I am so angry because I would never steal from anywhere, and have never done anything to even raise this kind of suspicion. Also what kind of idiot would I be to steal from my own job? I literally just had a late night craving and I didn’t want to talk to the managers that I had just spoken to earlier today so I avoided talking because i should be able to shop in peace. Is there anyone I can talk about this? I am angry, and this isn’t right.

I’m getting used to not hearing from you, at least that’s what I like to think.
I can’t say that I’m missing you less, you’re engrained deep in my psyche and it’s damn near impossible to erase…
I’m doing my best. I’ve been keeping busy, but it doesn’t help me from falling victim to the memories of your warm smile, touch and kiss. Sometimes I wish I could be the recipient of a lobotomy, go under hypnosis or get that procedure from Eternal Sunshine to aid me in moving on from every and any thought of you, but nothing could lessen the weight of my extremely heavy heart.
What we had was far from perfection, I always had hope that there was room to make things right. Come back, let’s do it right this time.

Any & all are open to comment. I’m open to comments/constructive criticism. I consider if I was the one in the wrong. But here’s my story.

 So tonight after pulling a double shift at work, mind you I’m a hostess at a Restaurant chain in Arden. I have my boyfriend drop me off at the door, I make my way to the cosmetics department where a woman named LINDA watched me as I casually browsed the area. (I just came in for some lashes) Well I start looking at face wash and she makes it clear to me (the first time) that I am to address her before I leave the department so she can check me out, I nodded my head in affirmation thinking to myself “that’s odd, there’s self checkout directly across from this department?” well as aspected other women who are not of melanin royalty came into the cosmetics department grabbed a few items and walked out without having to address LINDA.. before I check out I remember that I needed cotton balls, that are on the other side of the department and LINDA decided that she needed to grab me by my arm and tell me that I am to checkout with her before I left the department.. I thank god that he gave me wisdom because if he gives me strength I’m gonna need bail money. I express to LINDA that I didn’t have a problem with doing that & that I am not done shopping yet and that she doesn’t need to hold me I’m not going to run & whenever I’m finished shopping I will do that. Mind you the women behind me made it to self check unscathed.. ✨Mind you, I am a hostess✨ which means I’m wearing all black. I proceeded to checkout without an argument, got her name & tried going to management about it which at the time of the shift the managers name was JAMIE, while asking other associates about the woman in the cosmetics department there were 2-3 employees who said & I can attest “oh my gosh, it’s LINDA again” i.e “she’s gotten so many complaints from a lot of people” moving forward I told the shift manager on duty of Walmart 01317 on Bleachery Blvd who’s name is JAMIE what happened & he tells me “She’s had multiple complaints but I can’t have her fired” I tell him “sir I do not want her fired, I work hard for my money just like everyone else does the last thing I want is her fired” so he asks me what can I do to make this right? (Seems pretty plausible right?) I say “I would like an apology.” Just apologize for physically assaulting me & straight up just racially profiling me as I was when i stepped foot in that door. Simple. As. That. He tells me he can’t “make” her do that. So I calmly stood there thinking about a peaceful resolution of the matter and JAMIE bangs his fist on the counter at customer service and screaming at the top of his lungs like an adolescent “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY STORE!!” I calmly walk away. I tell my boyfriend of 4 years (not that it matters who is white) he goes in there and LINDA has “left” (in actuality the Wal-Mart Associates were hiding her basically) and everyone that I spoke to prior to my boyfriend walking in there didn’t know what happened had no clue what he was talking about he even went up to JAMIE & JAMIE tried to cover his name tag but my boyfriend saw his name & asked him if it was JAMIE & he confirmed his name, my boyfriend asked him what happened & JAMIE acted like he had no idea who or what he was talking about they didn’t know he was my boyfriend and I was not in there at the time he went in. (I was on the phone with corporate.) Not that any of you care nor do I expect you to but that was embarrassing for a 25 year old BLACK female my name is SE’MYIA VANNOY and I will never let one person no matter who they are define me whether it be my ethnicity, gender, &/or religion. What happened tonight Walmart will not get away with. I have filed a statement I have witnesses & I am suing Walmart on Bleachery blvd Asheville NC store number 01317 because JAMIE handed the situation unprofessionally, used profanity to a shopper & LINDA racially profiled me and it was obviously not just me because of all her recent complaints I heard everyone comment about whenever I went searching for a manager. Also because LINDA is a piece of shit. I hope this makes a difference & my story is heard. That is all. 

Xoxo, Scarlett M.
(Sorry for any misspelling &/or punctuation.)

Everyone seems to do it and it bothers me. Just heard a radio station talking about this too! I know what it’s like to feel left out and ignored so when I get a text I tend to answer in a timely manner unless I am truly busy. I even make time sometimes to answer quicker. I find it so rude when I text someone and they’re just sitting on Facebook on and off for hours while my text goes unanswered for 3-6+ hours at times, that’s excessive and rude in my opinion. Or when someone returns texts but won’t open your Snapchats, I’ve gotten to the point where I’ll send like 20 over 6 hours and they’ve gone unopened. I’ll even leave rude comments in them when it gets to that point such as “whenever you decide to open these you damn near have a movie to watch at this point”
Sorry for the vent but it’s frustrating, especially when your best friend does it. Im just irritated tonight after messaging 4 different people around 7:30 and no one has returned a text and yet they sit active on social media. One even viewed the group chat and chose to ignore my messages

Hi everyone.
My partner and I both audhd moved into our new house together. We’ve been struggling with unpacking and it’s thoroughly kicked my ass to the ground. The house is a disaster, I’ve always been so good at organizing and keeping things tidy and it’s just not.
I’m overwhelmed by the amount of stuff everywhere. Home hasn’t felt like home. Everything is different and the change had been so hard. I’ve tried familiar smells, placements. But it’s so different and it’s been so hard 😭 I cry nearly every day about it, it drives me into a panic attack even thinking about it. I’ve put in so much work and there’s nothing to show for it. I’ve hardly been able to eat and I’m in a constant state of “ maybe tomorrow “ to get me though the day. Y’all, we know that tomorrow never comes.. on top of that. I feel so dang stupid for being this emotionally wrecked by a move.
My last three therapy sessions have been about affirming through it. I was told to take charge and boss my partner around but that makes me want to literally cry because it’s one more thing I have to do and plan and be aware of. I don’t want to sort through systems and make sure I’m not creating systems for the systems. I’m so burnt out I can’t enjoy life anymore and I’m so exhausted all the time. All of the self care PTSD recovery I was doing feels like it’s up and walked away. I can hardly have a conversation with my partner without zoning out or getting antsy / wanting it to be over because I need to figure out the gd house. I can only be in certain spaces for so long before I need to literally lay down and visually block it out and breathe.
I can’t handle another two weeks of this. What should I do? How would you approach it?

2021 F60 Cooper S FWD 36k miles
Vehicle just had full set of new tires, brake pads, rotors installed by dealer last week. Out of nowhere the steering got super heavy while driving, almost felt like no assist at all. Restarting the car would give me a couple of minutes of normal operation before becoming heavy again. After letting the vehicle sit for about 2 hours began 2 hour drive home. During the drive steering felt normal until pressing the brake pedal past a certain point, which caused the steering to feel even heavier, almost as if it was locked out. Again restarting the vehicle would give me a couple minutes before the brake pedal would affect the steering again. Ended up doing the whole drive trying to brake as light as possible. Was also getting random notifications sometimes relating to the DSC, sometimes system initialization.
Intend to call dealer tomorrow but not sure what they can do near term since service is closed tomorrow. Dealer is hour drive away and it does not feel safe. Looking to see if anyone else has encountered anything similar.

One week ago, late at night on 5/19, I finally agreed to be taken to the L&D ER to get some IV fluids and testing since me, my husband, and our 20-month-old daughter had been fighting some kind of virus for a week (fevers, chills, sore throat, body aches). I had been having strong contractions since Mother’s Day (5/14) and being sick on top of that was absolute hell on earth. I was seen in the ER on Mother’s Day, but since I didn’t dilate past 1cm in 5 hours, they sent me home.
My mom took me in to be seen while my husband stayed home with our daughter. They got me hooked up to an IV and gave me some Tylenol to bring down my fever. They swabbed me for Covid/flu which both came back negative. I was still running a fever a couple hours later, and when they rechecked my cervix, I was almost 3 cm. They called my OB, who by some miracle was still on call for a few more hours, and she told them to get me ready for a 5am c-section. It was 3:40 am. I had a c-section scheduled for 39 weeks, and I was exactly 38 weeks. I had a history of a tear where the stitches came apart and I had to have surgery to get reinforced, industrial strength stitches. I also have prolapsed hemorrhoids, so between these two factors, my OB and I thought it best to have a primary c-section this time.
My mom rushed down the street to our house to wake my husband up and stay there with our daughter. We were both in shock that it was go-time and we would shortly be meeting our boy. I was so nervous, I threw up multiple times and had a small panic attack as they prepped me to go to the OR. They got me the spinal block and slowly I felt everything go numb. After some more puking and lots of moaning from the pressure and odd sensations, our boy was born at 5:41 am, weighing 7 lbs, 6 oz, 19 inches long. I heard the doctor call out that there was meconium in the amniotic fluid, and they worked on him to the side to get him to breathe/cry. They assured me he was okay, and soon I got stitched up and held him in my arms.
The next few hours were a blur. I didn’t expect to feel the pain from the incision so quickly, and so strongly. They gave me pain medicine that kept me fading in and out of consciousness. At some point, his breathing became labored and they took him to the NICU. He appeared to be doing better after monitoring him overnight, so they released him back up to the recovery room with me. All seemed to be okay, and for the next 36-ish hours, we got to enjoy being with our sweet baby, getting cuddles and working on breastfeeding. I was alone most of the time, especially at night, because my husband and mom were taking care of my daughter and coming to see me when they could.
Tuesday morning, I woke up to get my son out of his little bed after a sleepless night for both of us. He had been unsettled and crying weakly throughout the night, which I thought was just from gas or being hungry, as he was cluster feeding throughout the night. I picked him up and he was stiff, with an arched back and head cocked to one side. I called the nurse in, but by the time she decided to come, he had seemed to relax and they assured me he was fine. Later that afternoon when my mom was visiting, he did this weird posturing again and I remember saying aloud “look, what is he doing? That doesn’t seem right. I really think something is wrong.” Again, he loosened up and everyone assured me that his tummy must be upset or something minor, and not to overthink it.
Tuesday evening they were getting ready to discharge us. The pediatrician on-call had come by and cleared him to go home. When the nurse did his vital signs ~30 minutes later, he had a fever of 102. They took him to the nursery for blood tests and a chest X-ray. After about 45 minutes, I was thinking ‘this is taking a lot longer than I expected..’ and just then three doctors came in and sat around my bed. They told me that while doing the tests, he had a seizure and was rushed down to the NICU.
My world went blurry and I called my husband frantically to get here now. The next few hours were terrifying. They went to do a lumbar puncture after drawing blood for various tests, and he had another seizure. I now knew that the stiffness I had seen previously were seizures as well. They had him hooked up to an EEG to monitor seizure activity and started him on an anti-seizure medication overnight. They also had to start a feeding tube and oxygen cannula.
My husband and I barely existed overnight as we waited for any answers. We were terrified. The next morning, they were able to successfully perform the lumbar puncture and several other tests. We were told he had enterovirus and rhinovirus, and we’re awaiting the cultures to come back for the bacterial portion of the test. A couple days later, we were hit with the news that the MRI showed viral meningitis encephalitis caused by the viruses he contracted.
At this point, he is stable for the most part: no more noted seizure activity and his fever has seem to have subsided. He is still on oxygen and an NG tube for feeding. We are taking things day by day, hour by hour as he sets the course for us to follow in his recovery. Within a couple of weeks, the goal is to see his dependence on oxygen support slowly decrease enough for him to be able to eat by mouth again, and for him to regulate his temperatures. I want him home so badly with us. I want to hold him without wearing a plastic gown, gloves, and mask and without a million wires and tubes attached to his little body. I want to nurse him.
We will have to see if there will be any long-term damage from the seizures, fevers, and brain swelling, such as hearing loss/deafness, muscle atrophy, and possibly cognitive impairments. No matter what happens, we love and support our boy with all of our hearts.
Existing right now is nearly impossible. Between recovering from the c section, postpartum hormones, bathing, eating, pumping, and taking care of our toddler, I can hardly function. I feel like I’m fumbling around in the pitch black with my arms outstretched, looking for something to guide me. I feel so empty. I just want to see progress or get some kind of encouraging news to help me keep going. One day at a time, I guess. One hour, one minute, one second at a time.

Any coffee shops near Malolos Robinson where I could stay for the night? I have some personal business at Malolos by night but I dont want to rent a room, I'll be staying for at least 5hrs lang naman and probably wait for the bus to travel back to QC. Thanks!

Pls help me out I have aspergers and even though I am very high functioning, personal relationships, especially romantic ones really do not come naturally to me. I am a guy in my later 20s and im interested in a woman in her early 20s
I worked with a young woman for a year then I moved out of state for a year, but she occasionally messaged me when I was away and when I recently moved back, i decided to go into the store where she still works and I pretended to be shopping. She seemed excited to see me and we reconnected. Later that day I messaged her asking her out and she said yes. We have now gone out 3 times over the last moth and a half or so. Everytime it seems to go well and she even usually ends it by saying something like "we should do that again," etc. After our last date was basically over, she actually asked me to come to her car to keep talking and we did. So in a lot of ways, things seem to be going great. I sometimes feel worried that since we have not made any physical contact and since we dont say anything romantic, that it sometimes feels more like 2 friends than a date. But its mostly been good when we are together.
But in other ways, she acts somewhat cold. She seems very guarded and avoids really talking much about her personal life. She used to respond to my messages fairly quickly, but lately shes been waiting like 24 hours to reply. And if I make any sort of comments that attempt to establish a more romantic commention, she responds in ways that are sort of underwhelming. For instance if I mention I really had a great time and ive enjoyed getting to know her better, she might respond something like "I had fun too."
So in some ways I feel like she's not interested and i should give up. However whenever i try to plan a date, she is always willing to go and on 2 of the three dates she was the one who wanted to keep hanging out when i thought the date was over, and we usually discuss the next hang out before parting ways, so she does act interested in some ways. But it just seems like shes also giving these signals like she doesnt want to get too close or acts like im not a priority at all. Most things ive read seem like i need to avoid seeming like a "simp" and i need to contact her less and seem not too desperate, but it seems odd that when she acts cold that i should pull away too, in an atempt to hopefully bring us closer. The whole thing just feels awkward and I really dont know what to do. I obviously respect her wishes if she doesnt want to he clsoe with me, but in a lot of ways she does seem to like me. Any advice would be helpful.

Not the act itself (all the time), but the actual sleep. I almost always dream of being a failure. Even if I die in the dream I come back as a ghost.
I get in a fight and can't even hurt the person as they completely obliterate me.
I fall in love but they leave me or the entire dream is spent chasing them as they run.
I find success but then get murdered and exposed as a fraud.
I'm always a spectator, watching and aware its a dream, like a play.
Nearly every dream ends in my death.

hi all. first apologies on formatting as im using mobile. english is my first language but i suck at it so my apologies for that too lol.
close friend of mine’s grandfather is really not doing well right now. hes in his mid 90s and while relatively doing okay for his age previously, he recently had covid + a uti and (to be blunt) is nearing the end of his time. friends grandmother is also not doing well as she also had covid and recently took a fall and broke a few bones so she is unable to assist with his care besides the fact that she is similar in age, albeit much more active.
i know my friends mother has hired a caretaker for the grandfather since he needs assistance walking, using the restroom, etc. but mom spends every weekend’s driving several hours to their house to take care of them while said caretaker is off (on top of taking care of the family + work). i know this has taken a big toll on her since she’s extremely close to her parents. on the other hand, my friend seems to be in some sort of denial about the situation since i tried to ask if they’d like to talk about it recently and they seem genuinely confused on why i would be concerned/there was absolutely nothing wrong w their grandparents.
i know this probably more details than necessary but anyways, ive gotten very close to the entire family after dating friend for a while and ive remained close to them after breaking up. their mom is a a mom figure to me since my parents are far away, and quite honestly she is such an amazing and lovely person that i’m certain she is a second mom to many of her kids friends.
she recently told me about how much this whole situation was weighing on her and i felt awful since i really didn’t have much to say besides i was sorry/ask if there was anything i could do, which i know can be a pretty unhelpful phrase when people are dealing with grief. i was wondering if you guys had any good suggestions on how to really be of assistance to their family during this time? i love them a lot and while obviously not trying to make it about me, it definitely is hard to see them hurting and id like to be there for them and ease things even in a tiny way since im a college student. we’re all jewish so im thinking making a kugel or some other food? i’m really not sure. thanks for any replies in advance :)

I was scheduled to work until 11:00 PM tonight. Lowe’s closes at 10:00. I’m told I can go any time between 10-11 if nothing else needs to be done. So it’s 10:15 and I’m on the forklift bringing down pallets of concrete mix to restock the sales floor and almost all of the lights go off. I’m like, this is weird but whatever. I finish the pallet of concrete I’m working on and adjust the inventory and head to the compactor to dispose of some trash and thinking that I will see a manager along the way since it is at the opposite end of the store. No one to be found. I get on the PA and ask for a manager to call me on my Lowe’s phone. Nothing. As I’m wandering through the store, I’m setting off all kinds of alarms and wondering when the police will arrive! Fortunately, I have the phone number to one of the managers (who was not working today) so I call him and leave a voicemail. He calls me back and says he will text all of the managers letting them know that I was left behind and that tonight’s night manager is going to get her ass chewed for this! 😂 So, the night manager comes back to the store to let me out and reset the alarms.
While I was concerned about my situation, I found it hilariously interesting throughout!
When the manager came back, she said that they noticed that I was the only one scheduled to 11:00; you'd think that they would make sure I wasn't still there! LMFAO! I was 100% not clocking out until I got out of there. Hell, I would have slept on some outdoor furniture overnight for $15/hour!