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I cant feel the majority of the skin on my body and my teeth. I can't feel it at all. I still have sense of touch because i still feel pain and any pressure on my body. Its been progressively worse in the last month. Its started in my feet. Please help!!!

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I wasn't gonna post this because it's so embarrassing but fuck whatever. tl dr I got cucked with my 18 yr old ex of three years by a 28 yr old skinny dyel who's 5 inches shorter than me. she literally said to me im fucking him tonight like I feel like such shit. should I feel bad or just disgusted? im 19. last night I was at his house with her smoking dabs and he smoked me up and then I left and they slept together but she says they didn't do anything yet but obviously that's changing soon.

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So an interesting thing happened with two of my co-workers a while back... Yeah, they had sex. Which is fine and dandy but at the same time my male coworker was "married" with three kids. So I got him to confess his infidelity into a phone recorder while we were high. Maybe for blackmail? Anyway the stress of my job made me quit, so now I'm wondering should I just tell his wife he cheated, or use it as leverage in some kind of way? Or just delete it and never bring it up to anyone?( In all honesty I do want to ruin his life, just because he was a little bitch sometimes)

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How do I stop saying man at the end of my sentences when talking to somebody?

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What did she mean by this?

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Hey /adv, I'm a 22yo Female who just got my degree. Last year, I had a tumor in my left breast removed (bout the size of ping-pong ball) and I still have a sizeable scar near my areola. I'm really insecure about it and it's really affected my social life. I look at other girls my age and find myself being really jealous of their "normal" boobs. When I'm not at work, I'm just at home alone. Is there anything I can do to fix my scar? I have a dermaroller which helps a little bit but not much.

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>can't fuck well unless I'm thinking of my gf fucking some other guy
>get hard thinking about that and give her good sex
>feel pretty manly after but still have to use cuck stuff to get me off

This is weird. How do I fix this?

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This just came out of my vagina. Help.

I’m ovulating.

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>Be in relationship for 6 years
>First 2 years were awesome and perfect
>Things started to go downhill and only got progressively worse year 3
>Worse as in less and less effort put forth by him into the relationship
>Tried to gently mention it when I first noticed
>Have been gently mentioning it for 3 years
>Little to no change

Dont get me wrong. We dont fight and we're not abusive to each other. But now it feels like there's this emptiness in the relationship because he puts forth such little effort to communicate or do nice things. Yes, I lead by example. Up until year 5 I would try to show him how much I cared and be a dream girlfriend (buying him gaming consoles, figures, a guitar, clothes, spending lots of time on sweet thoughtful handmade gifts, doing things as a surprise and not just on special days/holidays, ect.) but it seemed like he just accepted all of my gratuitous effort as just part of my personality and not me actually trying to be pretty perfect for him. Surprises were never reciprocated by him and things done on special days were always a week to two weeks late, if anything was done at all. At year 5 of this emotional neglect, I decided to busy myself as much as possible to try and distract myself from the crippling depression this was causing me. I picked up 2 more jobs (for a total of 3), 3 pets, school, a club, and started rigorously learning a new language as well as devoting time to penpal friend language sessions. "I love you" was only said every day before bedtime. It felt empty and ritualistic because actions clearly stated "We've been pretty chill fuckbuddies for a while." I really didn't like feeling that way. But when you love someone, you put in effort. Thats just how it is. Some sort of effort. Anyway here we are at the halfway point of year 6 and there's been little to no improvement and im not really after other guys. Id like this all to just be fixed. But after all this time spent crying and wasting away, Ive come to a realization.

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This device that's connected to the dishwasher in our deli is making a high pitched screech.

How do I fix it?

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Hey, /adv/, I just got out of an emotionally abusive relationship.
My ex was really controlling and insecure about herself and always took her anger out on me. In the last three months I hardly went out, since I was very nearly depressed (didn't have the energy to get up from bed most days).
She dumped me in the worst way possible, when I started to ignore her constant ultimatums about things such as going out with my mates for a beer on a friday, or with my university mates to send off our friend on a trip.
She dumped me, and her last phrase was a dagger into my heart, played on my old insecurity and a stupid thing she did just before we started dating.
But now I miss her. Two days after dumping me, she came back crying, saying she would do anything to fix it. I told her to give me two weeks of no contact, to think things through. If I should forgive her, if we can be together.
So I've spent this time going out with my buddies, doing whatever I actually wanna do. While she constantly broke the no contact with drunk calls, a random picture of a guy I went to school with, and even managed to call my mother.

And then she started terrorising me again. Apparently a friend of a friend of a friend, told some person a thing, which was wrong, and which I did not ever say, and she called off the two-weeks after meeting.

All I do when I talk to her for these brief moments is feel anxiety. The first calls, I felt nothing. She was a crying mess who regretted her actions deeply. So I gave her two weeks.

And finally, nearing the end of week two - I miss her. Very, very, very much. We've been together for 1 and a half years. And I just feel so alone and betrayed. Like I really need a hug. But there is noone in my life who can give me that. I don't plan on forgiving her or getting back together, but I want to talk to her and have some closure. I feel so fucking miserable. Help me, /adv/.

Tl,dr; got out of an emotionally abusive relationship, but I still miss her her. Advice?

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>girl I know posts this
What do?

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How do I reignite the flame?

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This might sound like a stupid question with no real answer, but I figured I'd give it a shot anyways. At least I might get some insight.

I am turning 22 this autumn.

For the past couple of weeks, I've been unable to sleep well. The thought of death, oblivion, total nothingness absolutely terrifies me. I can't stop thinking about it, and every time I try to dive deeper into that dread to maybe find a resolve, I keep getting more and more terrified.
The things I've figured out so far are: Everybody is dying, there's no helping it.
I don't remember the time before I lived, and I won't remember the time after it.
Everybody is at least partially frightened by death.
Life is short compared to death's infinity.

I just want to stop thinking about it. I'm starting out as a geology student next year, and I just want to stop thinking about death. My own demise shouldn't be on my mind while I still live, I know that. It's just that every single thing that brought me joy before now seems hopelessly pointless. It's as if life itself is so pointless I might as well just do nothing at all. Why acquire more knowledge when I will lose it all when I die? Why love when loved ones will either die before or after me? I can't stand this thought. I just want to forget about death.

What do I do? :(

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So advice, I've been in a relationship for barely a month and I'm sort of having second thoughts about it.. You see, my new girlfriend has 3 kids (2/3 are little assholes that have a need to touch every damn thing). Not only that - but, she has 3 mental disorders (MPD, Bipolar I/II, and PTSD) which make things even worse. So far it hasn't been too bad, but there a days where she does make me feel like I have anxiety building in the pit of my stomach because I feel like she is going to explode one day and just leave without warning or cheat on me because of her mental issues. She does take meds for these, but they don't always work for her, which leads me to say that she smokes pot to help the alleviation and used to smoke dope/meth until she was caught by Child Protective Services last year. On top of this also her ex is in jail for beating her severely (twice) and myriads of drug/possession charges. Should I start running for the hills or should I keep rolling with this girl?