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I've been skating about once/twice a week for a few months and like to think I've made good progress, but I'm not quite sure where to go from where I'm at.
I can comfortably go forwards, do 180 jumps, do a basic transition, shoot the duck, and cross step. I'm still working on trying to push during backwards skate, but I'm getting there. Same with a spread eagle turn, I can only do it from one side.
What do I work on next? Whenever I skate I don't have that smoothness to my moves that I see. I'm more into jam skating and that set of skills as opposed to street/park skating, although I do feel comfortable going off stairs and curbs.

When I was young and the neighbor kids argued with each other we got told “solve it yourselves”. Unless someone was stealing, destroying property, or harming themselves or others my parent and my friends parents had zero interest in getting involved. Now I am a mother of two, one who happens to be a 9 year old boy. The neighborhood isn’t big but it’s filled with kids, most days you can find a group or two of them bike riding or playing whatever sport they made up. Now, this also often involves the kids bickering with each other, arguing over whatever kid issue they have. If it’s my yard my go to is “here’s a popsicle for everyone why don’t we split up for an hour and try again.”
Yesterday my kid came in upset because he can’t play with both of his friends because kids As parents said they can’t play with kid B anymore. And now he feels like he has to pick one over the other. This is the fourth time in under a month this situation has happened (two particular kids (not siblings) have been “banned” off and on from different kids in the group, everyone has had a turn being banned) Including one time where someone’s mom drove down to my neighbors house to cuss out the group of kids (9-10 year olds) over some drama they were having with her son. These situations don’t break out into fist fights, just “this isn’t fair, it’s my turn, you said this.” Just normal kid arguments. I could understand better if these kids were hitting each other or breaking stuff, hell I’d even understand a bit if they argued everyday, but it’s just normal things kids argue about.
I just don’t get the thought process at all, these kids all live in the same area, go to the same school, are in the same grade, and usually have the same group of friends. So you’re ostracizing your own child to “make a point” to a bunch of kids? It either ends with your kid hiding on our street so they can still play with the group (in which ends with the parent angrily taking the kid home or just giving in and letting them play) or they are inside all summer. These kids have to deal with society for the rest of their lives, they need to learn the ability to solve a problem without a parent being involved. My kid has been the one causing a problem and the one on the opposite end, I can talk him through the situation and he can connect dots himself, he knows when he needs to apologize and when he just needs a day away from a friend. I couldn’t imagine telling my kid he can’t hang with so-and-so because of a petty argument he will be over before bed.
So now here I am hiding at the pool with the kids who are allowed to play because this kid won’t stop coming into the group and getting in trouble. Parents are becoming childish and it’s getting old.

You will need to have an honest conversation with yourself, realize every reason why you are comparing yourself, and figure out why exactly that comparison isn’t productive to you. Look into cognitive distortions. You have to be very specific and detailed.
Journaling can help because it forces you to be very specific about the feelings and emotions you are feeling. Be honest with yourself, and don’t hold back. Pose questions to yourself. The more used you get to being nuanced about what you are feeling, the easier it is to have mental clarity.
As far as figuring out what you want, unfortunately only you can figure that out. Write down everything you want in life (don’t think about how realistic or achievable it is…just write it all down). Maybe even write a list about what you don’t want in life. Then narrow down ideas to what is achievable. Research things. You’re not going to figure everything out immediately, and you have to be patient with yourself.
Don’t get overwhelmed with fatigue decision. There is no “best decision,” so it’s helpful to stop stressing about making the best decision possible. Just make a decision and see how it goes. If it’s not want you want, change course.
Finally, live less of a “results-oriented” life, and live more of a “values-oriented” life. Instead of going through the motions, live each day with some kind of “vibe” in mind, and savor the moment. It can be something as small as taking a walk to a coffee shop. Make observations about your surroundings. Really listen to the sounds, take note of things that catch your eye, stop to look at a bird resting on a tree branch… Be curious and fascinated by the world. Too many people live life in a rush. They only move and go to places with some kind of productive objective in mind and are always trying to check off the next box on a list.
People think once they achieve their careesocietal goals, they’ll finally be happy. Achieving those goals isn’t necessarily what is going to make you happy. Gratitude, savoring the moment, and being curious about the world is what makes people feel fulfilled. When you watch a movie or play a game, do you always want to skip right to the end? Probably not…you want to feel compelled by what is happening in the story…you want to pay attention to the fine details and reflect on your thoughts throughout the experience. Why shouldn’t we go through life be the same way?
Check out YouTube videos on mental health. There are some good ones. I like some of the videos on happiness by Dr. Ruth Harris.

I have a friend thats in a dark place, a way different place then me. I am 4 years clean and far away from hometown. I have known her since we were 8 years old, I love her like a sister and seeing her where she is breaks my heart. I assume she is doing drugs and selling herself to get money. I lived that way a long time ago and chose life and left everyone I loved and knew behind to get clean and healthy. I am still not fully emotionally or mentally recovered, I dont think I ever will be but I recent;y reached out to her because I heard she relapsed and living back on the streets. She looks worse than she ever has, like shes withering away and I cant help her, she does not want help. She thinks shes ok and doing good. My question is how to talk to her and keep in touch without letting it break mine? Is it best to cut tirs for good? what if she needs someone to talk to and im not there for her? My biggest fear is hearing about her body found in a ditch somewhere mutilated and brutally raped and beaten. How can I help her without investing my whole heart? What can I do? I did contact people I knew for numbers if she did decide to get help but shes not even aware of the darkness shes enduring.
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We have a tire shop and we provided repair services to a customer who was unhappy with the work that we did. She has involved the Bureau of automotive repair and really made a big deal of the whole matter. I wanted to know what is the worst that can be done to us. Does the Bureau give out fines? Does it close down shops? The thing is, the repairs were okay, we are not a top-notch autobody shop, and we sell used tires. She insisted on getting work done from us even though we told her we are not an autobody shop. We ended up having to get the work done from an autobody shop and she did not like some work. However, she intentionally damaged some of her vehicle and then had the bureau look at it. We had her door fixed and painted and installed new headlights. When the bureau came to inspect it both of these items had been damaged. She has been heavily abusing our shop employees and has been dragging the matter on. She refuses to come to a financial settlement and is wanting us to give her money in some random parking lot, with no cameras or signatures involved. We did not do anything unethical but this woman has a personal vendetta against us. The bureau has not given us any notice of an ongoing investigation nor given us an opportunity to provide our side of the story. Please let me know what the process is and what damage can happen to us.
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Hello. I'm unsure if this is the correct place to post this, but I'm looking for advice and any thoughts are welcome. Hopefully some one has some ideas for me. I honestly feel like an epic failure at this point in my life and I'm not sure how to move forward.
I'm currently 24 years old and I work as a paralegal for a firm, which is more so low level paralegal work, but allows me to work from home, so I am able to save a lot of money. I previously worked as a real estate paralegal, and while I enjoyed that, I wanted to diversify my resume, so I accepted a position at the firm I currently work.
The dilemma is this:
Ever since I was in high school, I really didn't know what I wanted to do for work. I went to college and was at first going to go for engineering, but changed my major to nursing because I hated the idea of being in school for more than 4 years, and I wanted a degree that I could use and make good money at right away. After two years of nursing school (and two years of student loans), I had a mental breakdown and was "invited to go home" or else I would have been sent to a hospital. I was suicidal and depressed for much of my pre-teens and young adult life, and going home was probably the best thing for me.
However, the expectation was that I finish my degree in some way, shape, or form. I started in business, and hated it, then switched to history but didn't know what I'd even use that for, and landed in general studies (again, I have no idea what someone uses this for). The problem was, that I hate school so much that I literally want to just get in my car and drive and keep driving until it's no longer an expectation. Until I'm somewhere where no one is looking to me for the answers, or for extreme success, or for insane ambition.
Growing up, my parents thought I was one of those "Gifted Kids" and had visions of me attending Harvard or other Ivy Leagues. The crushing pressure and expectation led me to be a perfectionist, and feel like a failure no matter what I do. If I could go back, I would try to be a kid, I would try to lower the bar for myself so that others didn't look to me for so much.
I tried enrolling in online school part time after I went back home, I also took some time off from school (for about a year and a half), but I couldn't maintain my interest in any of the course work, and actively hated doing any of it. Enough so that I just wanted to be done with everything.
My school basically gave me an academic dismissal a few weeks ago. And I'm not going to lie, part of me is super relieved. I hate studying, I hate learning, I hate it all.
I'm working, and paying on my student loans. And I enjoy working, honestly. I enjoy making money, helping people, contributing to society, and all of that. I'm disappointed in myself for deciding to go to college in the first place, but at 17 years old, you think you know yourself, and you think you've got the world figured out, but you just don't.
Here is what I do know:
I don't want to be an attorney. I want to pay off my loans. And I won't be able to reattend my university for another 2 years. I don't have a college degree. I'm not sure I even want one. I certainly don't want to take out ANY loans ever again. Some paralegal positions require a bachelor's degree or paralegal certificate (I've looked into an associates paralegal certificate and have thought about doing that, but honestly don't know if I should jump into anything right now). I have a few different marketable skills, and have worked in many different positions--assistant, administrative, paralegal, abstracting, etc.. I'm also really creative, and have just started getting back into that (I used to be very involved with art, but my parents always told me that was a hobby, nothing more). I've also thought about apprenticing to be a tattoo artist--sometimes that can take pretty long, and I'm unsure if that would be something stable enough for me, or if there really is any opportunity for that in my area.
My questions:
Do I tell my parents about this dismissal and suffer their extreme disappointment? Do I find my own place to live and just continue working as I am and wait until I actually know what I want to do, thereby having to restart my degree all over again? Do I try to go for a certificate in another field so that I have some kind of backup?
I feel like I should share all of this with my parents, but I don't know how, and I don't know when. Because of my student loans, they have allowed me to stay with them so that I can pay them off quicker (which I will be done by in about a year and a half if all goes according to plan).
The difficulties I'm having right now are this:
Living independently is expensive. The housing market is egregious and renting is not much better. I'm unsure if I'll even remain in this area, so I don't want to encumber myself w/ a mortgage long term.
My family is expecting that I'll be graduated in a few years. How do I tell them this isn't going to happen? I don't want to lie, but I also don't want to face everyone's disappointment. I feel like a huge failure.
Any advice is welcome, I apologize for the unorganized thought processes. The big thing is that I've been academically dismissed from my college and I'm trying to move forward.

Between poor decisions, hours cut due to the pandemic, and just being down on our luck, my family and I have found ourselves absolutely drowning in debt and bills. On paper, we make a lot of money, but we are spending way more than we are bringing in. After taxes, health insurance, FSA, etc. we bring home a little over $7,100 monthly. Last month, we spent over $9,100. Holy shit.
Here is a breakdown of our May finances:

Daycare	$2,235
Rent	$2,056
Debt	$1,800
Car	$1,500
Groceries	$560
Utilities	$341
Food	$290
Entertainment	$160

Daycare – We just put a deposit down at a daycare that is $1,450/mo and will switch in August. The current tuition is about $450/wk, and it's over 35 minutes away one way (near my husband's old job). When we were planning for our kid, MIL committed to two days a week, my husband was off one day during the week, so we initially only needed care 2 days a week. This was discussed many times throughout the pregnancy. Since I've given birth, she's only visited maybe once a month, never to really help out – just to see the baby. We started off with a part-time nanny that didn't work out. I tried working remotely while caring for our baby, but I felt I was neglecting both him and my job equally. Daycares in our area have a 2+ year waitlist and usually require a deposit of at least $3,000. Also, daycare was on my credit card which as of now has been maxed out and over the limit.
Car – We used to be a one-car family ($560/mo in car payments), but right before I gave birth my husband was absolutely panicking about me not having a car for emergencies with the baby while he was at work. He worked in sales and was consistently in the top 2 salesmen, so at the time it was feasible to get a second car, albeit not the one he chose. He ended up leasing one (trust me, this was a very sore subject in our relationship for a while) and now trading it in would land us in so much negative equity. I got in an accident a couple weeks ago (not at fault), so now the value on the other financed vehicle dropped. This bucket also includes replenishment for tolls which I've now removed from autopay.
Debt – Yep. It's a big one. We lived in a state with a slightly lower cost of living, and my husband's employment was severely affected by the pandemic. We accumulated a lot of debt. Some of this is furniture that has no interest, but a large chunk is credit card / personal loan debt meant to keep us afloat. The personal loan initially was to consolidate student loans and a much smaller credit card debt.
Groceries – This includes baby and pet supplies. We only shop at cheaper grocery stores like Aldi.
Food – We absolutely need to get better at just cooking. We just feel like we're hardly surviving with the sleepless nights and long workdays.
Entertainment – Normally this is only $24 for streaming services, but we did celebrate my first Mother's Day.
Like I said, I do acknowledge that a lot of this is consequences of poor decision making. In January, we had a pretty solid snowball debt payoff plan, we deleted our food delivery apps, and we really tried to cut down on spending. We don't go out and try our best to keep our spending to a minimum. Unfortunately, the economy hit car sales pretty hard and while my husband was consistently a top performer across multiple dealerships it was still not enough. He finally got a job with much better hours and consistent pay. But in the last two weeks alone, we've had to pay for bed bug treatments, emergency vet bills, and the insurance deductible from the accident (not at fault and the other party has insurance, but they went through mine first then are pursuing his? Idk it's all been a headache). And yeah, as you can guess, the credit card became the emergency fund.
So – what's the next step here? Another personal loan? We're trying to sell as much as we can but that's just a temporary fix.

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I have a friend thats in a dark place, a way different place then me. I am 4 years clean and far away from hometown. I have known her since we were 8 years old, I love her like a sister and seeing her where she is breaks my heart. I assume she is doing drugs and selling herself to get money. I lived that way a long time ago and chose life and left everyone I loved and knew behind to get clean and healthy. I am still not fully emotionally or mentally recovered, I dont think I ever will be but I recent;y reached out to her because I heard she relapsed and living back on the streets. She looks worse than she ever has, like shes withering away and I cant help her, she does not want help. She thinks shes ok and doing good. My question is how to talk to her and keep in touch without letting it break mine? Is it best to cut tirs for good? what if she needs someone to talk to and im not there for her? My biggest fear is hearing about her body found in a ditch somewhere mutilated and brutally raped and beaten. How can I help her without investing my whole heart? What can I do? I did contact people I knew for numbers if she did decide to get help but shes not even aware of the darkness shes enduring.
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For some additional context, I’m writing a street racing highschool 80’s au about a group of kids living in fictionalized towns that are based off the real life cities of Culver City and Beverly Hills in California that are divided by their wealth gaps and most participate in an illegal street race during the night.
The AU is set between the summer after their sophomore year and goes until the end of the summer after graduation.
Now, I’m not american. I was not born before/during the 80’s, and neither were my parents because we are asian immigrants. I also don’t know much about California other than what popular culture has told me. So I have no idea what american highschool is like, and while I am in highschool currently being in highschool in this decade is vastly different than the 80’s.
I have done my research on the 80’s and on California during the 80’s and seen some first hand experiences, but if anyone can give me advice on writing for this decade/personal experience on what it was like during it, even what it’s like to live in California or attending highschool during this time period I would really appreciate it.

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KOTS (King Of The Streets - Emiway Bantai) contains many quotable verses and lines. Apart from shots taken on other rappers in 'Freestyle' , what are your favourite verses/line from the album?
For me, these lines from 'Jhakas' are just gems :
"Nashe zara kam kar Body wody jaan bana Dost log ke gaari me ghumega toh fir gand mara Khud ka le, Zeb se ni ghumne ka lukkha be "

Heyo, Im looking for potential new people to tackle on current games or simply finding gaming frens for games stated or any kind of variety, Im open to new suggestions but Im also picky in terms of games
I play FFXIV for like 7 years now, despite doing hard content I did not get to know people closer outside of raid hours. As for fighting game guilty gear strive and street fighter 6 are my currently titles to go, waiting for upcoming ones too I always have this hidden craving to start new terria world again modded or not, would be cool to finally beat the game with someone and see how the world will go
As for other games I have quite big library so if youre interested in something else we can talk about it, example titles are: overwatch, risk of rain, core keeper, civ 6, warcraft 3, darktide and more
If interested hmu, I dont use reddit often but will try to respond asap

Hey folks, I made a new Reddit username after discovering this subreddit because I think I'll be posting here a lot. And I don't want to use my main account because if ANY of my coworkers or friends see this particular story, they will immediately know it's me. This is because I told everybody.
This is the story of The Milk Man.
I deliver food for a small Italian market. In addition to pizza, we generally get delivery requests for subs, wings, drinks, etc. However, it is an actual market in the front, so some people will order what you might consider "groceries". Produce, baked goods, and (important to our story) milk.
A few weeks ago, an order came in for a medium sausage and pepperoni pizza. Along with this, the customer wanted a half gallon of whole milk. (I later found out he told the person taking his order "PLEASE do not forget my milk.") Weird, right? Who drinks milk with pizza? But I have a 3 year old kid, and I reasoned that if I were ordering pizza I might throw in the milk just to save a trip if I were running low. Wrong.
I took the delivery, and the man answered the door. Late twenties or early thirties, looked like he might have just woken up. It was a hot day, so he was only wearing basketball shorts. Pretty normal so far, "Hey, how we doing? Just need you to sign right here for me if you could" blah blah blah. It is only while he is signing the receipt that I see it.
On his left pec.
Right above his heart.
In fancy script.
About 1.5" tall.
Is a tattoo of the word "Milk"
Again, this man is only wearing basketball shorts, and this is his only visible tattoo.
I was so bewildered that I took the signed receipt and my pen, thanked him, wished him a good day, and went back to my car. And then, as I backed out and pulled onto the road, I started to laugh so hard I stopped making noise.
When I got back to the store, tears were running down my face as I approached and told everybody who would listen.
I do not mean to pick on the man, and I hope it doesn't come across that I think poorly of him. He is my hero. He either just LOVES milk, or he thought of the funniest thing a person could possibly do: get one single prominently placed tattoo of the word "Milk" and use any opportunity to express your love of milk to strangers.
Wherever you are, Milk Man, I hope you are doing well.
Thanks for reading.

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Let me tell you my story, so you'll understand why I am so pissed.
I was born in a country where we could barely watch TV. We were under a real dictatorship. I am not talking about 100 years ago. This was a relatively recent thing. Most families in my village didn't have a radio or TV. We had a TV but there was only one channel and most of the content it broadcast was political propaganda. I had NO frame of reference. Nobody ever talked about gays, transsexuals, drag queens, and yet I was 4 and I KNEW I was a girl. We could not have access to the Internet.
I was born with this condition. I am 200% sure of that. Real gender dysphoria is innate and not induced. Nobody had brainwashed me, nobody had groomed me, nobody had indoctrinated me simply because it was impossible to be exposed to anything remotely attributable to LGBTQ. I did not even know it was possible to medically transition. I just knew I was a girl. I knew somehow, some day, I was going to reclaim my real identity. To use a platonic concept, becoming a woman was in the world of ideas.
Then we moved to another country to escape the raging war. I was 9. I was incredibly feminine. Every person around me saw me as girl. My parents were at loss, but by then, they had access to medical resources. God knows how many psychiatrists and psychologists we saw. They all told my parents that it was a phase and it was going to go away. Years went by, and my innate femininity was not going away. If anything, I was becoming angrier and more feminine.
I used to bully the bullies. I remember when I was 14, I was surrounded by a group of thugs who wanted to beat me up for being a f*g. I pulled up the knife I always brought with me and I scared the shit out of them. They were scared of me. Another thug one day tried to attack me and I broke a bottle on his head. Thank god for my aggressive personality. It saved my life. I would have been dead by now. They talked behind my back, but nobody dared to confront me.
I wanted to be normal. I knew I was a girl, but I knew was born a male. I was under no delusion. You know how POS transphobes say that children roleplay and pretend that they are this or that, a dinosaur, a lion? I could easily distinguish roleplay from reality. I knew that when I played with my cousins and we pretended to have a shop, that was just a play. However, I also knew that the way I felt, a girl, was very deep and had many real ramifications.
I WAS NEVER CONFUSED!
I have gone through conversion therapy with pharmacological and psychological modalities. At 14, I had several session of electroconvulsive therapy (this was not in the US), because that would have cured me.
Guess what? Despite the conversion therapy, despite the stigma, despite the ECT, I have fully transitioned and I have never regretted transitioning. IT WAS NOT A FUCKING PHASE, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE. I had my SRS in the US years ago and I couldn't be happier with my results. It has completely resolved my genital dysphoria. But I get fucking angry when I see how society dismisses and trivializes trans kids. I do not want trans kids to endure what I have endured.
All the pain I have endured hasn't made me a better person. I am angry as fuck. I am bitter. I am antisocial (not asocial but antisocial). I have selective empathy. I spend all of my mental and physical energies and all of my resources on animals, but I hate humans. Mind you, I would never hurt a frail old lady who is crossing the street, but I can't feel anything when I see people dying because most people are trash and would discriminate against me. I am, however, devastated whenever I see an animal in pain.
Aside from animals, the only empathy I have for fellow humans is for trans kids. What can I do to help trans kids? I have told my story countless times, but nobody believes me. People need to believe that I regret transitioning. I have been deep stealth for the last few years, but I still work in the background for the trans community. I was even willing to be interviewed for a famous TV SHOW (if they didn't show my face and if they changed my voice), because society wants to believe that this is just a phase, that this is indoctrination, and that every single body who has SRS regrets it. But my story was not interesting for this TV SHOW. They were looking specifically for people who regretted transitioning. Nobody is interested in my story because it contradicts the widespread lies about transition.

I see comments on here sometimes that are like "saw a homeless guy doing drugs in public today. disgusting, we need to get that away" "i cant believe the sheer gall of these people doing drugs out on the street" and like people rightly point out that just removing them does not actually solve anything and people need help but like something nobody ever brings up is: so what. are they making you do the drugs? are they going to your kids and hiding drugs in their lunchboxes. who cares if some random guy does drugs. like i get the problems that actually affect people are like, litter and people being unhinged and getting in others' faces and stuff, but a lot of the argument seems to be that the act of witnessing drug use at all is an inherant offense to the psyche of the public. who goddamn cares.

So on 5-12-23 I took our (my live in partner and I) car to Valvoline for a premium oil change. The car is a 2018 with 82,000 miles. The oil change seemed to go well until about 6-7-23 approx 3 weeks later my change oil immediately error light came on so of course I pull over and try to see whats wrong.
The car is leaking oil. Not a ton its only a few drops at a time but its probably been steadily doing this for the entire 3 weeks and we just didn't notice because we don't have a driveway and have to park in different spots around the neighborhood everyday depending on availability. I'm not expert but I don't think the oil pan is cracked. The one weird thing I have noticed is the car seemed to be going through gas more than usual but I thought maybe it was just the increasing gas prices that made it seem that way in my head.So now the car is parked in a random culdesac an not safe to drive, there is technically oil in in but way less than anyone should consider driving with.
I called valvoline and at first spoke to an assistant manager who was super helpful and even offered to drive some oil out to us so the car can make it back to the shop and can be repaired by them at no cost. When I went to return his call the next day I spoke to who I assume is the manager and he was very rude and unhelpful, obviously not wanting to deal with it.I hungup and called Valvoline corporate who now is doing and investigation and will get back to me within 2 business days (Todays a Friday) so meanwhile I have no car which 2 people rely on for income and just normal errands we're ordering food off Ubereats which is something I never do I'd rather just go get it myself than pay a premium fee.
Is it unreasonable to think that Valvoline should pay all expenses including tow to fix my car? Should I just pay for all of this now and sue valvoline later? Do you think the damage could go deeper into the engine since the car drove with dangerously low oil levels?
Thankyou for your time and advice.
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