Short music quotes

So for context, I(15f) had my period not too long ago and bled through my favorite pair of shorts. Well my older brother(17transm) and I were hanging out and I jokingly said "I womanly stained my favorite shorts." He apparently found this funny, and said he was going to post it on his discord servers quote board. I told him I didn't want him to post the quote, which he countered with "its barely 5 people in the server, only my boyfriend reads it anyway." I laughed a little, but I still didn't want him to post it. I had assumed he would've left it there, but today while I was making dinner I got a notification about missed messages and I seen he posted it like a week ago. I do have mod privileges in the server and deleted it, but I was still very upset and told him it wasn't okay for him to post that. He told me he didn't think I was being serious and that I'm overreacting. AITA??

This is the weekly recap of approx. 144 monetized posts from Kylea and Joseph "Joe" Gomez of Kylea G. Weight loss Journey.
(For anyone following longer, she has/they have made approx. 399 posts in 3 weeks. 😲)
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Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with Royal Caribbean or WW. I am not a mental health professional. These opinions are my own based on social media content, medical sources, Missouri public court records, and internet searches used primarily to estimate/locate purchases on actual/potential purchases. Due to Kylea heavily editing many posts 3+ times it was difficult to keep up with posts that had been edited vs delete/reposts. I wish no harm to Kylea or Joe Gomez.
Financial Disclosure: I am not a paid content creator or influencer. I have made $0.00 from my work.
"Do not save what is left after spending but spend what is left after saving." Warren Buffett
The tagline of Kylea G Weight loss Journey is, "I changed my life with prayer and a playlist of songs. No surgery, no meds. Just Jesus."
Of the approx. 144 monetized posts last week on the topic of faith:
0/144 discussed which version of the Bible she prefers.
0/144 revealed her church home, a service she attended online/in person, or how she worships when traveling.
0/144 discussed a personal/group Bible study she completes/attends.
0/144 were a favorite scripture or Bible quote.
Of the approx. 144 monetized posts on the topic of music:
5/144 discussed the impact of music on her life.
Of the approx. 144 monetized posts on the topic of health:
4/144 posts contained intentional movement that could possibly be considered exercise
0/144 shared a food, water, or exercise log
0/144 discussed meditation, deep breathing, attending grief group, or therapy for her mental health
0/144 shared reputable medical sources for nutrition or weight loss content. (She mentions WW points but does not list a website or how to access their app.)
0/144 shared a recommendation for another weight loss influencer to follow
0/144 shared a source for recipes
0/144 shared a recipe
So, what is her "weight loss" content about? Let's dive into her purchases to find out.
📢 Disclaimer: Kylea was secretive about the money spent on her Mom and Stepdad for this all expense paid cruise. I strongly feel that these estimates may be lower than the actual amount spent. Buckle in 🚗
Her subtotal from 04/21/24-04/27/24 was $10,094.76 + all applicable taxes, tips, and fees.
(For anyone following longer, her 3 week combined subtotal is $13,193.79 + all applicable taxes, tips, and fees.)
🚨 Per Missouri public court records, she has not satisfied her current medical judgment and is only able to pay $25 per month.
Weekly Takeout Purchases: $154 est + tips
Sunday 04/21/24 Dutch Bros for KG= $8 est + tip; *Possible Dutch Bros for 3 adults= $24 est + tip; Sunflower Bakery & Cafe for 2= $25 est + tip; *Possible Sunflower Bakery & Cafe for 2= $25 est + tip; Starbucks for KG & Joe= $16 est + tip;
Monday 04/22/24 Starbucks Flavored Tea for KG= $6 est + tip; Starbucks Flavored Tea for KG= $6 est + tip;
Wednesday 04/24/24 Starbucks cold brew for KG= $8 est + tip;
Thursday 04/25/24 Starbucks coffee for KG= $8 est + tip; Fresh Pineapple Stand for 2= $5 est + tip; *Possible Fresh Pineapple Stand for 2= $5 est + tip; Coca Cola & Diet Coke at bar on excursion= $5 est + tip; *Possible beverages for 2= $5 est + tip;
Friday 04/26/24 Starbucks Cold Brew for KG= $8 est + tip
📢 These additional shopping/travel expenses do NOT reflect her rent, utilities, phone, 2 car payments, etc.
Additional shopping/travel expenses: $9,940.76 + all applicable taxes, tips, fees
Sunday 04/21/24 Gas from Houston, TX to Galveston, TX= (51mi/33mpg) x $3.85 est = $5.95 est; Target= unknown
Wednesday 04/24/24 Magnet souvenir= $7.99 est; Palo Alto Cafe Artesenal 100% Hondureno coffee beans: $12.50 est; LFK Sloth Farm & Full Island= $109 x 4 Adults = $436 + tip; LFK Resort Mini Pig Add On= $20 x 4 Adults= $80 + tip; Taxi round-trip for 4 Adults= $16 est + tip
Thursday 04/25/24 Chacchoben Ruins Tour (taxi included) $58 x 4 Adults= $232 + tip;
Friday 04/26/24 Mr Sanchos All Day Inclusive Pass= $68 x 4 Adults = $272 + tip; Taxi round-trip for 4 Adults= $34 + tip; Custom Neon Friendship Bracelets for Drue and Kylea= $15 est;
Saturday 04/27/24- Royal Caribbean Fees included an estimated 60% off 2nd guest and 35% off photo packages paid in advance. I believe Kylea used a medical exemption to have a different drink package than Joe.
2 interior rooms for 7 nights = $6,592.96 est; Deluxe Beverage Package for 1 Adult= $80 est per person/day = $560 est; Refreshment Package for 3 Adults= $35 est per person/day = $735 est; VOOM Surf & Stream (Internet) for 2 devices for 2 Adults= $18.99 per person/day = $265.86 est; Photo Package up to 50 prints × 2 = $535.50 est; Parking for SUV for 7 days= $140 est;
⚠️ Trigger Warning: Disordered Eating, Mental illness, and Religion
Final thoughts: 🤔 What have you learned in the last 3 weeks via approx. 399 monetized posts or in the last week via 144 monetized posts to help you on your weight loss/health journey?
I learned that Kylea Gomez glorifies disordered eating in the name of Jesus for monetary gain. She ate 1/4 to 1/5 of her allotted WW points most days of this cruise via photo evidence and posts. I learned she is a vain, narcissist, who I believe is mentally ill, and will exploit anything and everything to live a frivolous lifestyle. She is not budget-wise, financially savvy, and should pay her debt(s). She has NO business offering any form of budget or financial advice.
In general, I am frustrated with social media influencers and paid content creators who REFUSE to disclose how, when, and why they are paid. Your "followers" should know the details of your social media income from the platforms and companies you work with so we can make an informed decision of how we spend our time and money. There is a fine line between advocacy/education/influence and dishonesty/hypocrisy/lack of transparency and accountability.
I am fortunate to have grown up without social media. To all influencers and content creators, we don't NEED you. Quite the opposite. Many of us lived without you once. We can do it again. We will hold you accountable.
All info from Reddit. ✌️

Hey there, I’m just looking for someone to chat with on voice call ! I’m gonna try and keep this post nice and short.
So I don’t have a lot of requirements into what topics we could talk about on call, but one of my suggestions is we can chat about music ? Not just what we like, but go more further than that. If you wanna chat about what’s been bothering you lately then we can do that as well. Also don’t mind if you’re older than me too ! not a requirement, but a bonus (:
Anyway that’s it so if you’re interested in talking tonight then please send a small intro of yourself and will go from there. Have a great night 😊

Hey guys, I need all the support and love. Please and thanks!
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So gimme some of that good old virtual hugs! Send me the most loving quotes you got. Gimme some that sugary saccharine sappy vibes! I need it.
Listen you guys, my problem is that I’m too loyal for my own good. I love way too much. I try too hard to be like Usagi from Sailor Moon. Or rather Usagi is like me. Guys, I believe in one true love. Believe me, I ain’t doing it again! Because love hurts.
A little bit about me, I’m an idiot. Number two I’m an softie. Number three, I’ve dealt with more heartbreak than anything. But this is my first romantic heartbreak!
Long story short, our tragic love story started on January 20th, 2024. He requested to chat with me. I said yes. I didn’t fall in love with him immediately. To me romance and love takes time. But I began to fall for him. He was really smart and kind. I thought I was special to him. I thought he was special. But then today it was hard for him to wait for me. I understand. I live miles away. But at the same time I thought we were going to be something special.
I stood up for him online when people were being rude.
I called him out for not being loyal. I should not have done that. That’s what I get for being like Sailor Moon. However, I was stupid to expect so much from him. Yes, I was stupid. Yes, I told him my real first name, which state I lived in, and shared photos and videos of my real face. Yes, I am a big fat moron.
I say goodbye with Sailor moon sad pic the one where she in the balcony. I was about to delete my Reddit account, but the system won’t let me. It must be a sign from an angel.
I was about to add a message “My line is open. God wanted me to stay”. But he blocked on everything. Ugh….😩
What the?! I was about to tell him that my line was open just in case. Just in case, he wanted to speak to me again.
I was crying all day. We’ve only know each other for three months! THREE MONTHS! It ended before anything happened!
But it hurts. It hurts dammit! 😢 I wish he hadn’t blocked me. I deleted my instagram pics because I felt stupid.
Again I know I’m at fault for being so loyal. I hurt myself. I’m my worst enemy. I was too kind for my own good. Sometimes, I wish my life were like a sitcom. The happy kind of sitcom where every single time there’s a happy ending.
I miss my friend already!! 😭 Why does this always happen to me!?
Thank-you, beautiful people ! All you sad people who had their hearts crushed! You all are beautiful you hear me?! Beautiful!
So in Sailor Moon fashion! “Moon Crisis Power! Make UP!” Lend me your strength and kindness! I really need it. 🦋🦋🌷🌷🌷🦋🌷🌷🌷🦋🦋🦋
No private messages please. No slipping in my DMs unless you are the one I’m talking about! When I do get those messages I get unsolicited yucky messages! I maybe stupid, but not that stupid to jump to another relationship!

(F4playing M) The Right Cullen Carlisle/bella slow burn
Hello there, do you love Twilight? Do you love slow burns? Do you wonder what it would be like if Bella had gotten to be with Carlisle? I do, and I may have the perfect role for this.
A little about me: my name is Em. I am a female in her 20s. I am in the CST time zone, though I'm more than happy to roleplay with you if you aren't in that time zone. Typically, I write around 500–1k words per post. I can from time to time break the discord limit, so I would like you to try and match me. I write in the third person, but this role seems to call for the first person. So I apologize if that is a little rusty. I enjoy NSFW content, but it will not be the main focus of the role. I do a ratio of 80 percent plot to 20 percent smut.
So what would I like from you as a partner? I’m so glad you asked!
I would like you to match my length; be okay with chatting out of character. It’s important that you have read the books or seen the movies. I enjoy sending funny videos and making playlists for our roles. So please be open to that. Also please have a discord. I use discord to role-play.
Now that that is out of the way, let’s get to the plot and start!
Plot:
After graduation, Edward gives Bella an ultimatum. She must marry him to be changed and have her last human experience. Bella finally breaks down, realizing that maybe just maybe Jacob and Charlie were right. Edward doesn’t love her, or at least, love isn’t enough.
Bella tells him no, which leads to their breakup fight. A huge fight, leaving Bella alone but happier. She is afraid that she will lose her family because of this, but Alice sees something that changes that. In her vision, Alice sees that Bella will still be like them. The only thing that has a chance is the person by her side. Little does the Cullen family know that their father’s marriage is falling apart. Will Bella be the one to put the family back together?
I know the plot is kind of short, but basically, Esme and Carlisle break up. Bella and Edward are over, leaving Bella and Carlisle to seek comfort in each other. The password is t.i.t.s.o.a.k bonus points if you know what it stands for.
Starter:
Graduation had happened, and the attention was finally off of me. I could blend back into the background once again. Well, until Edward made his way over to me.
The last conversation hung heavy in the air. I asked to be changed, and once again, he begged me to marry him. Something changed after the last conversation, and when it finally hit me, why wasn’t I enough? There was always another hoop I had to jump through for him. I was tired of it.
“Bella,” Alice said with a smile as she floated to me. Her beauty once again makes me feel a little less than. Alice’s dress was long and black; it was flowing behind her as she walked. “Come on, we are throwing a party at our house; you cannot be late.” Alice said. Her smile made it seem like it would be alright. I shot a glare at Jasper, who just smiled.
“Fine, but what about Charlie? He will want me home,” I said, hoping that would get me out of this. “Relax, we covered it with Charlie; he is fine; I even brought dinner over for him.” She said it in her musical voice.
Agreeing to a party thrown at Edward’s house was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t want to even be in the same room as him; I knew it would come down to the same fight. He would ask me to marry him, and again, I would pause, unable to say no.
Walking into the Cullen house, I smiled at seeing Esme cooking, though she looked almost out of place. It seemed like she was hiding something. As I pushed past the kitchen, I tried to ignore the next part of what was to come. His room used to be his home. It used to be my happy place. No, not the room; he was my happy place. Now I wasn’t sure.
“Bella, let’s talk about this.” He said he was next to me in a flash. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust as I looked at him. “We have talked,” I said, watching his jaw clench and his muscles go rigid. “I don’t want to marry you yet.” I said. It wasn’t entirely a lie. I did not want to marry him anymore. “Then you will never get what you want.” Edward said the vermin in his voice was heavy. “So that's it? Just like that, we are over.” I asked as I got up, walking off. I only made it to the doorway before turning back to him. “Yes.” He spat.
“Can someone take me home?” I asked, walking into the kitchen. Alice nodded. “Carlisle can take you home.” She said it with a sad look on her face. The garage was cold compared to the rest of the house. Though the black sedan Carlisle waited inside was warm enough, “Thank you,” I said as I slid into the passenger's seat.
“Bella I want you to know that you will always be welcome in our home, even if you and Edward are not together. Sometimes love isn’t always enough. I understand that more than you know.” Carlisle said. I wasn’t sure why he was opening up to me, but it was a welcome change. “Thank you,” I said as I sat there for a moment.
That night was the first time I dreamed of Carlisle Cullen. It was also the first time I slept without nightmares, with Edward watching me. It was also the last time I saw any of the Cullens for a while. The last time I saw them was seven months ago, to be exact. Sure, we still texted and stuff, but I spent most of my time with Angela and Mike now, even seeing Jacob and Seth more.
Well, until today. “Bella, pack a bag; you need to come with me,” Alice said on the other end of the phone. Even with the panic or some other emotion in her voice, it was still musical. “Okay, but I’m not talking to Edward,” I said as she pulled into the driveway. I hung up the phone and watched her pull up along with Charlie’s police cruiser.
“What’s going on?” I asked as I got into her bright yellow Mustang convertible. “Esme is gone.” She said in a barely audible whisper that before I knew it, a letter was being shoved in my hands. The crème stationary was heavy, like cardstock paper. The letter, the goodbye letter Esme had written to her family and Carlisle, was in my hands. “How can I help during this?” I asked, chewing my bottom lip. I didn’t exactly know Carlisle well enough to be in this, I thought. “You help him; I have seen it.” Alice said her voice told me she was sure. I was the one to pull him from this.
Even now, the house feels strange, like I shouldn’t have been in it. Though I knew I was more than welcome, “He is in his study.” Emmett said. His face was expressionless, no doubt because Rosalie was clearly upset. Jasper was trying to ease the emotional tension in the room. “Okay,” I said as I walked up the stairs slowly. My blue jeans and sweatshirt were starting to feel suffocating. I knew they could all hear my heart race, but no one said anything. I was so grateful for that. Knocking on the study door, I paused, waiting to see if he would answer it. If he wanted to speak to me, “Carlisle? I asked softly, knowing he would hear me even through the door.
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Might be useful memo. Never thought about it this way so I thought I'd share.
A lot of people equate marketing and advertising. But advertising is only a small subset of marketing. Marketing starts with the conception of an idea, lives throughout the iterative process of game design, and carries the game into the hands of the audience once its complete.
Marketing is finding and studying the "market" for your game. That also means making games that are "Marketable". An unmarketable game won't find an audience, since there is no "market" for it. Thus will fail. Maybe a gross simplification, but it follows through logically.
When people say your game failed because it lacked marketing that isn't just a failure in advertising. Its a failure from the beginning of development. You failed to make a marketable game!
So I think its something to keep in mind when you start projects, at least projects that you want to become commercial "successes". I put success in quotes because that's something you decide yourself.
Remember to actually study the market, keep up to date with trends, and most importantly establish and talk to your actual audience. Don't make assumptions on what you think they'd want, or even worse make a game you'd only want... actually go out and test those assumptions! Talk to people, gamers, your audience. Toss them a demo, videos, screenshots, anything. Get feedback and iterate. And you're on your way to building a marketable game.
One thing I noticed is that a lot of the outsizing successes in the indie space built their audience during development. (Stardew Valley, Terraria, Rimworld, Minecraft...) Which lends credence to marketing being a constant process interwined with the development process more than some may think.
If you don't already, you ought to start treating marketing as important as the lines of code you write, or the design documents you update, or the art and music you integrate.
Anyways, I'm not going to pretend I'm an marketing expert guru, take all of this with a heavy grain of salt! Buckets of salt even. But generally with my continual reading up and learning about marketing, this is just one of the general conclusions I've come to! So I hope it helps any of you with your games.
Oh and never forget. Keep making games. First game fails. Make another. Keep going. Keep making games.
If success was truly down to the chance of a dice roll, then you'd roll it as many times as you can right?
And if you never get a success, your backlog of games will make a fine living indeed.

Okay, so connecting the dots to get where I'm going: Pete was always a "straight arrow" in life, so the visual pun is darkly funny. In the latest episode, Pete the travel agent discovered he could travel anywhere he wanted to go. When Trevor asked him if he really had never tried once in the past 39 years to go outside the ghost boundary, Pete said if there is a rule, he's the guy to follow it.
So his death and his ghost power involve puns that unpack some visual clues.
Hetty was discovered to have suicided when before she had only admitted to overdosing on morphine by partying a little too hearty celebrating Elias' departure from her life, when the opposite was true: she wasn't celebrating anything; she was caught in a web of deception before she even had a chance to escape -- terrified for her children (mainly her son Thomas) as a result of Elias' many crimes (some she admitted to committing herself) coming back to haunt her. Hetty, as a society Victorian, was stiff, formal, "buttoned up tight", and her husband's crimes "bound her up and left her hanging" in the end. And for 230 years, no one knew, because she was LITERALLY buttoned up tight with her fashionable high neck collar hiding the gruesome scars and telephone cord she hung herself with.
Ironic how her telephone was a source of wealth-boasting in her life. And sad that she didn't even realise that it called out, so she didn't know to call for help. Even when it rang, she had no idea what it was. So as far as she knew, it a beautiful, expensive status ornament to brag about with no real value -- which is an apt description of the society Victorian woman of her time.
That telephone also represents the excessive wealth that was her world. It was the fourth of eight total telephones in the whole state, I believe her lawyer said. In those days, suicide was considered a massive scandal, just as Isaac's closeted homosexuality was a massive scandal in his day, so perhaps Hetty felt shame and didn't want to let anyone know how she really died, any more than Isaac wanted to step outside that closet.
She was, in life, all about appearances, a product of her time.
Based on these punnish visual clues, I thought about Sas, since he's the ghost we know the least about.
We know he was a storyteller who died just before he was going to stand up to tell his stories in front of his tribe for the first time, and was quite nervous about it. He died before he got the chance, shortly after his father encouraged him to go be a storyteller after previously discouraging him, based on his own fatherly emotional baggage he had projected onto Sas. This is the only clue thus far about his death.
We know his ghost power is visiting and manipulating livings in their dreams.
This has me looking long and hard at finding the visual cues in others. Alberta lost out on the opportunity to sing out far and wide, so that her beautiful vocal talents could reach the masses. And in death her ghostly voice travels to all ears when she hums, plus Alexa can hear her speak and respond, and she later learns that her music has gone far and wide via the internet decades after her murder.
About Sas. I submit to you that his death could have gone something like this: perhaps to calm his stage fright nerves, he smoked a peace pipe or ate some peyote, or consumed some other hallucinogenic substance to invoke a vision quest, which would involve lucid dream manipulation -- and accidentally overdosed.
Maybe he was overwhelmingly nervous because his DREAM girl Shiki would likely have been in that audience.
Also, he missed out on his personal DREAM of being a successful tribal storyteller. And his DREAM of Shiki returning his unrequited love.

!!Long Post!!
Unsure if I should post this here or not.. but haven't been able to share this, and I don't know if it's a common occurance or not.
I have always had interesting dreams. Dreams that have happened later in life, dreams of saying goodbye to loved ones and waking up to them dead. Nightmares about things attacking me in the room I stayed and being woken up at 3:33 a.m as the 8 hour music I had playing was somehow paused at 3:33:33.
Yet by far, the most interesting dreams I have had was with a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
There is only 6 dreams I know he was in. All spread out through the years, but I always knew it was him when I woke up.
The first dream I had was in 7th grade. In the dream I was walking around this amusement park in the town I resided in, and it was empty. The only people there was me, and this tall blonde haired blue eyed boy.
At first I thought it was my crush at the time, but realized that 1, My crush didn't have that light skin tone and hair color, and 2, this was the first time I have ever seen a person's face in my dream so vividly, and it 100% was not my crush at the time.
Anyways, I am walking around the fairgrounds with this boy, and we decided to go on the fairis wheel. Upon getting on, I felt the anxiousness I always do while on those wheels, and felt the boy grab my hand. He then says to me "Thank you for going on this date with me. I hope we meet again." And shortly after I woke up.
I don't remember the dream I had with him after that one, I just remembered that I saw a familiar face which was his. I never thought too much of it at the time, because I was in 7th-8th grade during those two dreams. Yet all I do know is that I can instantly recognize his face, and I feel a calm and warm presence whenever he is around. (Makes me wonder if I had any other dreams with him that I can't remember.)
A side note, people normally have dreams and see people they know in them, but for me, if it's a dream and it's with someone I know, the person always has a weird alteration to their appearance, like if you were looking at an AI generated photo. For the boy, he looked real, never in my life have I seen him but nothing about him looked like the normal dream people I've seen all my life. (The only exceptions were the loved ones saying goodbye, I saw their faces clearly aswell.)
Anyways, the next dream I had with him, it was a silly one. I was leaving school after gym class and waiting for my grandma to pick me up. I was for some reason pulling up my sweat pants and trying to hide in them?? A voice from beside the bench makes me stop and I turn to see that familiar face again, and I just stared, almost like I was about to realize I was not in a dream in that moment.
Then I felt if my attention was getting pulled away from the boy, and I quickly get forced into looking at my grandma driving up in her car. Once I felt like I could move on my own again, I look back to the boy and see that he is gone. I was a Junior in highschool.
Now, we are getting into the weirder dreams with him. In this dream I was training to be a survivor in the zombie apocalypse. It had not started yet, but me and a bunch of people were testing in an underground place to see who would get released into the apocalypse with the better gear. After all the testing, no one scored above the top 50, so when we were about to get released into the world, we had to stand 50 feet away from the exit.
Soon the zombie fog(fog that turns people into zombies) started arriving. After about 50 seconds of waiting for our turn to grab the supplies and run, I book it outside, meeting a random group of survivors and that was the end of it.. until I woke up, and went back to sleep. When I went back to sleep, I felt as if everything I had just went through in the dream was re-winded and I was back in the testing room. Yet this time I was fully lucid.
I took advantage of this and made sure to ace the test, since it seemed unless you were lucid you'd be stuck with the rest of the group, which I was wanting to avoid this time around. After the test we went into a waiting room area, and I was talking to this random Korean man, and he and I were just chatting and I made a joke saying "if you are real add my Instagram" and he said bet, (he never added me on Instagram lol) but after I did that, I felt my body move on its own. I was still fully aware it was a dream, but I felt like something was moving me. And I was moved in front of this person, I didn't get to see what they looked like but a sense of familiarity overcame me.
The test was then calculated, and I was the only one who went in the first place, so it was me, a bunch of empty space, and everyone else... that is what I thought until I saw a blonde boy tied in first place with me. In my head I was baffled, because only a person aware it was a dream would have made it to the top.. so why was he there?
We get released back outside, me and the blonde the first ones out of course. I follow this motorcycle dude, to a hilltop (he was in the group I made in the first part of the dream)and for some reason the blonde boy was following us aswell and as the zombie fog got closer and closer, we were forced to jump off the cliff and hide under the water. While in the water, I felt the fog brushing against my back, it felt so real. I then gained the courage to breathe while under the water, realizing I was in a dream and I couldn't drown.
Once the fog was gone, I instantly realized who the blonde haired boy was. I quickly stand up, and so does the other two. I force my attention on the boy, and he looks straight at me as well, and I locked eyes with his blue ones. "Why are you always in my dreams?" I asked.
He looks at me confused, "No, your the one always in my dreams!" Instantly I felt myself forget I was in a dream, and my attention was forced to look at a zombie, I was no longer lucid for some reason.. and the boy disappeared from my dream after that.
The next dream happened 2 days after that one. I was in a normal dream, or nightmare I assume. This grudge lady was dragging me down the hall, over and over again. The lights turning off behind her, as I faced watching all of it happened. Yet before she could turn the corner, she woulds stop, and there would be a figure in the corner of the hall we came from watching us.
This dream repeated that same scene over and over again. I would switch places with the person on the corner of the hall, watching them get dragged down it, and they would watch me do the same. After about what felt like an hour, the person who was being dragged looked at me and spoke, "I'm getting tired of this dream, aren't you?" And I instantly woke up. Yet I wanted to go back to sleep, which I did.
So I went to sleep, and it looked like I was playing omegle in the dream I was dreaming, but it kept making me wake up, and I'd force myself to sleep again, each time this happened, the scene would change, and I noticed that I was on a tablet, and as I kept waking up and going back to sleep, I felt as if my attention was slowly getting away from the tablet, like I was pulling away from the suction. As this kept happening, I was still waking up and going back to sleep.
Soon a guy with brown hair and a black suit and top hat appeared, and he was mocking me for waking up and going back to sleep, saying "Why don't you just stay asleep? Or maybe just wake up huh?" I ignored the man and kept waking up and sleeping again, I was almost out of the suction, I could see the edge of the tablet. Soon, a white being appeared, he looked like a child, but had white hair, pale white skin, and a white suit. He was asking if I was ok, if I was stressing out, he told me to just wake up. I ignored him aswell.
I woke up one last time, and as I went back to sleep I finally was able to pull away from the tablet. Instantly I was lucid, and I saw that i was in a warehouse, around me were thousands and thousands of grayed out people who's attentions were all on their tablets, I looked at the few around me and realized that each one was a different dream. I look up to see how far the warehouse was another person standing up. Once they stood up a alarm went off and I found myself in the middle of a lobby of some sorts, it was like all the games you've ever seen or played meshed into on lobby.
There were people walking around, like a busy new York street. I felt confused, but I just casually started exploring the area. A intercom voice echos through the lobby saying "turn on the protocol, two are aware, two are aware."
Instantly all of the people's heads turned into emoticons, and it made me realize that they were just random NPC's. I continue to walk around when the white being from earlier came over to me and grabbed my shoulders. I could physically feel this, and it freaked me out. The white being had a worried expression and asked me, "What are you doing here? Why didn't you wake up! You need to wake up."
I shrug and try to wake up but it didn't work. So the being sighs and tells me he has to bring me to the safe house before the other one finds me. So we jump across the crossy road and make our way to the minecraft safe house. As we got closer, the white being drags me to hide between the graying out border and some bushes. In the safe house was the brunette guy in a top hat from earlier. He was speaking in a random hanging microphone, "I got eyes on the blonde boy, find the brunette girl, find the brunette girl."
The white being then turns to me, and grabs my shoulders again, he looks me dead in the eyes and says, "You need to wake up. Right. Now."
I then woke up, and was unable to fall back asleep for another 30ish hours. I told my mom about the dream, and she suggested that this blonde boy was someone sharing dreams with me, but I didn't really think much of it. That was before I turned 18, after highschool.
The last dream I remember with him was a year ago, in the dream I had to move back in with my dad, and I was attending a school like Hogwarts, but you could go home or something. It was weird because I was an adult in the dream so why did I have to go to school?
Anyways, my dad sells me off to get married to this random guy. And I am forced to live in their luxury house. Yet I never meet the guy, (I am not lucid in the dream so I was very compliant). After weeks of not meeting this guy, a boy in a dres shirt and suit vest comes inside of the home. His hair was blonde and swoopy, and he had the brightest blue eyes. For some reason I felt enamored with him.
The scene quickly changed, and I am in a Applebee's with my older brother and this boy. My older brother was juggling rings made out of fire, and he flings one in the air like a coin and catches it. "You two should just get married." He says, and I turn to the boy, feeling almost in love. Yet the boy was smiling, he gave me an awkward or sad smile before the scene changed again.
We were walking to the flying cars to go to school, and he quickly grabs my hand. "Remember that time we met, and went on the fairis wheel?" He starts, "or that time your grandma picked you up, or the time we ran from zombies?" He was reminding me of all the dreams we shared, but I just stared at him confused, for I didn't remember it in the dream. Then things started to click in my mind. As they started to click in my mind a name quietly echoes in my brain, it got louder and louder until I couldn't bare it anymore. Yet once it clicked, I looked at the boy, lucid for one split second.. his name was Harrison.
Suddenly I was being forced back into the dream, the moon was aparrently crashing into earth, causing Co2 fumes into the air, and it was going to hit Chicago?? Before anything else could happen I felt a pair of hands grab me, and I look over at the boy named Harrison one last time. He says to me, "I will find you."
Then I wake up.
Now idk if this is anything, but it sure as hell is interesting. I've been convincing myself it's just my imagination, but the fact some of my friends have said they shared a dream recently with a blonde boy, sometime refering or asking about me. My older brother recently told me he did have a dream(he never dreams) that he was juggling rings that were hot to the touch, and saw a blonde boy next to him and me across from him. Yet before he flung the ring in the air he said "you two should stop whatever this is that your doing." In his dream.
BUT I don't know if people are just messing with me. So that's that. Thank you for reading, sorry if it was boring and sorry it was so long haha....
HARRISON IF YOUR OUT THERE WHY TF ARE YOU IN MY DREAMS!!

Long story short, I have a 2 year old Rottie. She's an inside dog, very well taken care of, and my best friend. I did not know before getting her the Rottweilers cost a lot to take care of, but even though there have been times where I have to spend my whole check on a vet bill, I do it if it means keeping her healthy.
Right now, she's eaten something random. Again. Yes, I watch her like a hawk. But if i'm showering or something she roams, even though I do my absolute best to make sure there's nothing for her to grab. I can't afford the bill right now, at least not until Wednesday when I get paid. But I am POSITIVE she has a blockage, I saw the string coming out today.
Even though i wont have the money for 3 more days, I dont know if she'll make it that long. Does the humane society perform x-rays or removals for lower cost than a suburban vet clinic? I'm currently working a night shift but she has to go first thing in the AM.
Emergency vet (only place open on Sundays) quoted me $700-$4k depending on if she'll need surgery or not. I have $300 until Wednesday. The humane society is the only place I can think to call. I’m panicking.
(And I know I should have pet insurance but I just graduated last year, I’m a young adult and I’m really trying my best to figure everything out. No I don’t want to give her up, I need her 🥺)

There are so many things i dont even know where to start. Today i was watching the walking dead and she started going off saying how its disturbing how i can sit here and watch people being cut up, she proceeds to read an article about how horror is bad for your mental health it cases nightmares and trauma but i told her i dont watch horror often this was just a one time thing im watching cus someone reccomended it and i dont have trouble sleeping at night. She keeps pushing it saying its disturbing and goes into it saying I see u going down the wrong path in life you wear black clothes and listen to music with swearing in it (i wear black t shirts and shorts because its comfortable and i suit black clothes, and i listen to tyler the creator and melanie martinez). She then proceeds to say if you want to watch stuff like this i dont want to live under the same roof as you i dont feel comfortable its distubing living with someone who watches this kind of stuff. Its not even like im watching gore im just watching a zombie show chill the fuck out. Then she proceeds to leave and a couple hours later sends me a text saying "im sorry i pray for god to keep evil out of your way and make you attracted to godly things not evil". THEN she sends me a photo from when i was 12 (when i was a bit skinnier) (im 20 now) and says "this is the girl i want to see i miss her. You are taking the wrong road you need to get off and find your old way". Be so fucking for real right now that was from when i was 12 im 20 years old now let me watch the shit i want to watch and just because i wear black clothes doesn't mean i worship the devil and watching TWD doesn't mean im going to murder you in my sleep chill the fuck out. She then proceeds to call me a couple of minutes later and says "im doing this for your own good i care about you" and then you wont believe this shit she brings this shit up out of no where "im worried about you your 20 and you have stretch marks on your arms (im 172cm and i weigh 90kg) do you look in the mirror and feel happy about yourself you eat junk food and your going down the wrong road. Mind you my sister is skinny as a stick she was blessed with a fast metabolism and eats more junk than me but she doesnt get shit on because shes skinny. Ive struggled with weight my whole life ive gone to the gym consistently for a year and have seen some improvements but she continues to shit on me. There was a period a few years ago where i was in a bad mental state and starved myself and lost a lot of weight and she praised me and said she was proud of me knowing dam well i was just as unhealthy as when i was fatter, barely eating and putting junk in my body but because i was skinny there wasnt a problem. We have so many fights but todays one was just my last fucking straw she just knows how to comment on all my insecurities and worsen my mental health im genuinely done theres no fucking way this shit it real man aint no fucking way. Ive tried to reason with her before but this is where i fucking end up, being threatened to be kick out. She charges me rent at this point im paying to go fucking crazy the second i made a good income im leaving and cutting off all communication because im so sick of this fucking bullshit and my mental health matters.

Kinda long .I moved to a small Texas town in 2018 . I started volunteering at a local charity shop that takes donated items and sells them for a quarter ( seriously yall I got a new pair of vans with the tags still on a few months ago for a quarter!) Anyway , they take the money and buy food and plates, napkins ,bags ,etc to make meals and deliver them to local eldery and disabled folks. For a while the religious alliance that was over the program was telling us we needed more money and to raise prices and we refused. We had complaints to us at the store about the food program side . Found out that alot of the Monday and Thursday food deliveries were hard ,dried up leftovers from church dinners the previous evening . The guy that ran it kept telling us "it costs so much ... 8$ a plate to get this out" ...we did the math and they would never have been more than 4 or so per plate and it lacked quality and proper nutrition. Long story short we found out that they were not running things appropriately and took over the store and gave it back to the community. The store has continued to flourish and we see that funds were BADLY mishandled (There was alot of cronyism and such ) Our food costs are currently at 3-4 per plate (hot meals WITH fruits & vegetables, and that's with plastic ware napkins and to go boxes and such , so we KNOW that somebody was skimming but can't prove it , although the treasurer and president of the religious alliance board both got fired when we took the program and we told the rest of the alliance what we had found . All that being said . Since then it seems half the town is against us . We alienated so many people by doing this ? The store is still doing great , so good in fact that we were offered a full 6 lane bowling alley if we can just pay for the removal before the building gets torn down . We were quoted 6k so we wanted to crowd fund to get it . I was going to sell my building on main Street for this project at a huge loss to put it in just to get something for my kids and grandkids to do here , to leave a mark here . As soon as word started getting out about the plans the friends and family and church members of both fired board members are publicly downing our project calling us dumb and saying it will never work ... just dammit... feeling discouraged cause half this town is on their side ...it's an uphill battle here and I feel they are just putting stones in our pockets because their feelings are hurt cause them and their crooked pastor got called out. Thanks for the rant TLDR: took over corrupt pastors program and now his cronies hate us.

Hello everybody, i'm looking for old french song that's sound kind from the 70's and disco
Before i start i may do some mistake in this post ,english isn't my first language
I'm trying so hard to find that song,the first time I listen to it was with my father who used to play this song while driving, i didn't really care it about that's why i don't remember all of the lyrics I did memorize few of them which it's short ,that was a long time ago .
Now with that lost media movement, I start remembering this song, when I did ask my father about it, he kind forget about it ,which is kind of funny bc he use to play it all the time when I was younger, so I decide to look for it in youtube. But I didn't find it I try it to write the few lyrics that i could remember but not a single one match ,I've listen to many 70's or even 80's disco/pop french song
the only lyrics I memorize was "Vas tu rester la planté comme un zombie pendant la moitié de ta vie" i don't know if it's" la moitié de ta vie "or " restant de ta vie"and "ce soir ce soir on suit l'impossible" which I guess it's the refrain
,the song is singing by a lady and trumpet is used also in that song and it sound also like a synthpop vibe song ,I'm huge of the french synthpop so I hope I can find it sooner.
Thx .
[Ps] I'll look up for more details ✨️ like how the trumpet goes ,I'm trying to download some music app to see if I can recreate the song

This is a shot in the dark but im like 250 bluepoints short of a new iPad. I planned on getting a tablet to read sheet music off of. Can anybody help me out?😅 haha

Here's the YouTube short - https://youtube.com/shorts/lWxpEfBTLMw?si=IOeuvvtywEBUcNMz
I know this music but I can't remember what movie it's from. I feel like Interstellar but I listened to the entire soundtrack and couldn't find this piece.

*Insert cringe hello and some cringe comment to seem funny*
I will keep information sparse in order to create a sense of mystery, and not because I cannot sell myself for the life of me \wink**
I moved to a new city recently and with that, a new job! The negative? There is no one there that is around my age lol. I would like to meet some new friends online to talk to often, maybe even finding a new best friend...? I even encourage nightowls to message too. All I ask is that you are not a dry texter and 21+.
I love to read fantasy and science fiction. I have been addicted to webserials as of late on Royal Road but I am also branching out into other genres as well. I love to work on my car because it is TOTALLY fun and not because I am too stubborn to take it to the shop. I have been growing my hair out for two years and have both ears and my nose pierced. I want tattoos in the future but I am in no rush at the moment. I would rather save for a great artist over getting mediocre ones now. My style changes a lot depending on how I feel for the day. Some days I will wear my vans, black jeans and a flannel while on others, I will wear ripped blue jeans, plain white tee, boots and a cap.
I love to drive on backroads and blast Taylor Swift with the windows down. In fact, an ideal weekend is one where I can drive down some backroads, find a new trail to walk down and explore, find a new restaurant to stop at for lunch afterwards and then hang out by a bonfire at night. I want to start finding some local bands too.
Some other interests: anime, music (R&B, Country, Rock, Metalcore, Pop Punk, etc etc), currently binge watching truckers on YouTube like Driving With Dave, wanting to get more into actual hiking, want to get into fishing, and more! I am interested to hear about your hobbies as I could always use some new stuff to get into!
You can find out more about me if you hmu 😏
(Wasn't I supposed to keep this short and mysterious?)

I need advice on how to deal with my situation appropriately and it’s been going on for awhile now. It seems to be getting worse each time.
I’m almost 22 and have been married since 2021. My Husband and I have a beautiful 2 year old Daughter. Back when I first met my husband I was 18 and had gotten kicked out of my house (my mom and I had a bad relationship at the time) Having nowhere to go my now husband asked his parents if I could stay with them. He was 19 at the time and had just came back from Army Basic Training. His Dad didn’t have a problem with it but his Mom didn’t want me there and I didn’t know it at that time but I never resented her for that especially now as a Mom myself. I wasn’t talking to my Mom or any of my family at the time. I really appreciated them taking me in. I was very shy and didn’t talk much. It was a new environment for me. He told his parents everything. They seemed to have a really close bond. We sat at the dinner table every night with them. It was all new for me and naturally I felt like a burden.
My Mom called out of the blue and my Husband convinced me to answer and talk things out. My mom apologized for everything and she seen that I went to the doctor from an email she had gotten and she knew I was pregnant. When my Husband and I found out we decided we wanted to move to Florida so he could start a career and become a cop eventually so he applied for correctional officer jobs in Fl. My mom knew and she had to take me to my appointments while we still lived in Nc because my husband worked and I didn’t have a car. My husband’s sister knew because he couldn’t keep it from her. His sister told their Grandpa and even told their Mom “I won’t say yes, but I won’t say no” when asked if I was pregnant. We didn’t tell his parents because almost everyday was a lecture about how we better not get pregnant and she would constantly ask if I was taking birth control. She said a few times that she’d “kick our ass” if she found out we were. I didn’t know them well enough to feel comfortable telling them and my Husband just didn’t want a lecture about something we wanted. We were 18 and 19. Yes, that’s super young but we talked about starting a family and moving away and starting a life together. He wanted to be a cop and I wanted to Stay home and raise babies.
So my family got together to throw us a going away party/gender reveal party and also that’s the day my husband proposed to me. His parents knew about the engagement (which btw I later found out his mom didn’t approve when he first told them he wanted to marry me) but they still didn’t know we were pregnant. At this point I felt like his parents liked me and I really liked them. We moved to Fl and his parents even volunteered to put a down payment on a house if we pay the mortgage and eventually buy it from them. We were incredibly grateful. I was actually shocked they offered. I wasn’t there when they talked it over but my Husband and I were planning to rent somewhere before they came up with this idea. His Mom did make comments to people that it was going to be their vacation home and also telling us that the spare room in the house would be their room when they come down Meanwhile, we knew the spare room would be our future child’s room and It did make me a little uncomfortable about it all but I was still trying to show respect and gratitude.
We were staying in an airbnb until the house closed and we got married at a courthouse shortly after and that’s when he called his parents and told them we were pregnant. Naturally they were upset and felt left out and I felt bad but they put some much pressure on us. After that we made the announcement publicly to all friends and family that we were expecting a baby and everything seemed fine. His Mom and Dad were happy, My parents were happy. My mom did later on. tell me that my Husband’s Mom called her telling her that she was going to be in charge of the baby shower since we left her out and that she was owed the right to be there for the first ultrasound for the next baby and she was making my mom feel like she couldn’t be involved in the baby shower, but it didn’t work out the way she wanted because I was the one that planned my own baby shower and my Mom stayed there all night making desserts and that I am sure made her mad when she could’ve went there and helped my mom that night and since then it felt like my Husband’s Mom didn’t like mine.
Slowly I started to realize that they didn’t respect us. For a few examples, lecturing us over and over about something, calling telling us to do things that didn’t concern them something as simple as sending an important paper in the mail, or fixing our car. if we didn’t agree with them, we just said OK to them we never talked back or argued. I told them that I didn’t want anyone at the house when we had our daughter and they came down to stay for a week and she was trying so hard to stay for me to go into labor when my own mom couldn’t make it down to be there. I just wanted it to be me and my Husband because by that point we found out that he was going to deploy two months after we were going to have our baby for a whole year and I wanted that time with just him. luckily, I went into labor the day after they got back home.
He deployed when our daughter was only a month and a half old and I went to live with his parents for a year because I couldn’t be by myself. I didn’t know anyone I had no family or friends down in Florida, so I just wanted some emotional support during that time two months postpartum with a newborn, and I had a fear of driving. sorry, I started regretting that decision because I felt judged and uncomfortable and unwelcome. They would say little out-of-the-way things to me and make me feel like what I was going through, wasn’t a reason to feel the way I did. I had no motivation I was depressed and I was homesick but I still got up every day and took care of my baby. I never needed their help taking care of her. I just wanted people to talk to when I was having anxiety or when my husband and I were going through problems. she never wanted to be comforting during our fights. She would always tell me or my husband that we weren’t gonna make it and we were gonna end up getting a divorce and she even told me one time that she would not let our daughter grow up around that meaning us arguing when we were going through a long-distance relationship and having a hard time. while living with her, she told me that I needed to get off my phone and pay more attention to our daughter even though it wasn’t like I was neglecting her, I would just do things to keep my mind busy when my daughter was content and didn’t need me. my husband was overseas so we had different time zone so I had to adjust to that while taking care of a baby. I constantly felt judged by them. I didn’t like driving so I would always DoorDash things I needed. I bought everything that my daughter needed. I bought breakfast and lunch for us. The only thing that they provided was dinner.
my mother-in-law’s aunt lived right next-door and she would asked me to go out and run errands with her all the time and it helped me get out of the house. We would go grocery shopping together and she took me anywhere i needed to go. we had good conversations and it was a way to bring us closer. she was really there for me when no one else was emotionally . multiple times while living with them. They would ignore me when I would ask for my daughter back tell me “no it’s okay” they got her or when she was screaming they thought that they could comfort her more than I could and they would not hand her back to me.
I’m sorry this is super freaking long but fast forward to May of last year.
my sister-in-law, and I have the same birthday and she lives in North Carolina and at this time his parents live in Tennessee they took off work to go down to North Carolina to spend time with their daughter on her birthday but she decided to go to the beach so they took the opportunity to come down to Florida for my birthday and I was already upset that my family couldn’t be there but I decided to try and enjoy it. we had been arguing with his parents a week before, and I didn’t want them to come down and continue to argue with us and ruin my birthday and that’s exactly what happened the day after my birthday they were outside washing our house because they said it was really dirty and we went next-door to swim for 20 minutes.
We came back and they were so mad and said that we needed to get rid of our dog, because it chewed the table they gave us, and before we had time to even react, she told us the table was destroyed, and we need to figure something out about the dog so we went in and saw that the leg of the table was chewed, and our dog was in a cage shaking with P all over the house. We were upset because they were demanding that we get rid of our dog before even trying to talk it out like adults and for us to actually feel sorry about what had happened we let it go for a little bit and I was in my room on the phone with my mom and that’s when I heard my husband and his dad getting into an argument. His dad was cussing him and my husband walked through our room to go outside because we were grilling out and his dad followed so I told my mom that I would have to call her back at that same moment my husbands mom open the door and demanded that I get outside and listen to what they had to say. I didn’t say anything I just walked outside and they bashed for everything, our financial struggles, the fact that I didn’t take Mother’s Day to go get cookies to my husband’s grandma in a nursing home
I was shaking so bad I was so upset that they were just yelling and screaming and bashing us, and I was just sitting there quiet not saying anything back. I finally had enough and I started standing up for myself, saying that I didn’t appreciate how they didn’t care about my feelings so they asked me to give them examples. I told them whenever I had my wedding, I also had a miscarriage and I didn’t feel comfortable with one of my sister-in-law‘s friends coming, and I was made out to be the bad guy, and they only thought about her and how I ended up giving in and letting her come because I didn’t want her sitting at a hotel by herself so I was still thinking about someone else’s feelings, but no one was thinking about mine and how I was going through a hard time and they of course shut that down and gave excuses.
I gave them another example about how Christmas of 2022 was going to be mine and my husband and daughter‘s first Christmas ever together because he was deployed for our daughter’s first Christmas my dad had also died December 5 of 2022 and I was also supposed to be pregnant by that time but I lost the baby. I didn’t even get to get anything out and explain my side. The only thing I could get out was “like Christmas-“ and she started waving her hands and screaming and sayin “my son was deployed for a year and I lost my dad”(he died in 2019) I was taken back, but I calmly said” my dad died too” and she fires back and yells. “Yeah, but mine was my life “ I shut down after that how dare she say that and try to one up me ? because my dad had just died a few weeks before that Christmas that we were talking about but she made it about her, which honestly proves my point when I told him they didn’t care about my feelings. She turns around and attacks me and makes it about her but I didn’t even have time to explain that I just wanted Christmas morning to be a tradition with my family. My daughter and my husband and I was going through a hard time anyways, so I was trying to say that it upset me that they made it out to people like we didn’t even want them there when they spent a week with us before Christmas. They live 7 hours away so we can’t have the normal grandparents come over Christmas afternoon like everyone else in my family can’t come over for Christmas morning so they shouldn’t be able to either and the point at the end of the day is that we were that’s what we wanted as a family of three to have Christmas mornings with our daughter.
she didn’t talk to me for the rest of that day and the next day they had left early to go see my husband’s grandma at the nursing home that they moved her to and my mother-in-law texted my husband and asked if we wanted to meet them for lunch so we did I said right across from her in a booth and she didn’t even look at me once or speak to me at all when my daughter‘s food came out it was hot so I put it closer to me to try to break up her food and let it cool down each time she would pull it away from me because my daughter was sitting next to her. I would pull it back and take out the bag of chips and then she would pull it back I would pull it back and dump out her green beans and she would take it back. She did it 3 times all while not looking at me and I still was the bigger person and didn’t say anything and continue to act like nothing happened
when we got back to our house, I went to my screen porch for the rest of the time that they were there. My husband and his parents were in our kitchen and when they were ready to leave my husband came and got me and told me that I should come say goodbye, so I stood in the driveway while my husband, my daughter and his parents all laughed, hugged and kissed and said goodbyes, and then she walks up to me and speaks like a robot in a way of not even wanting to come up to me, like it was bothering her that she even had to speak to me and she just said “bye. Love you” in a really rude way over something that she said to me and it’s funny too because in her hand was a homemade Mother’s Day gift that I made her but she’s going to talk to me like that, and ignore me and treat me like that over her yelling at me and putting me down about my pain with my dad. After they pulled out of the driveway , I went back to the screen porch and cried because that’s the first time I fully felt like I wasn’t part of their family and she showed her true colors once I tried to stand up for myself about her being disrespectful to me when for the three years that I’ve been with my husband at this point, I’ve never spoken back to her or disrespected her
for days they ignored us, and I just cried over my dad because he’s gone and it was like throwing my grief in my face and my husband finally told his mom that she needed to apologize to me. She called him and asked to speak to him alone, and I later found out that she was saying that I took everything the wrong way and she didn’t mean it like that. Finally she text me and basically tells me the same thing that she wasn’t saying anything about my relationship with my dad. She was simply saying why she needed Christmas morning with her family. I didn’t accept her apology because it was basically making excuses, but I decided not to hold her accountable and I just simply explain to her that Christmas has never been the same for me since my grandparents died and then I just wanted that special moment with my daughter especially now that my dad it was gone and I moved on from it I for gave her a few months after this happened she came down for my daughters birthday, and it was still awkward and I was still a little hurt by the way she treated me, but I was trying to MoveOn for it for my husband and daughter sake, and even my own.
After May 2023 it seemed like things were going good they would call and the conversations were nice they weren’t lecturing. We finally thought they learned their lesson after the big blowup in May but then fast forward to April 2024.
they came down suddenly in April after coming down a few weeks before just to visit because my husband’s grandma wasn’t doing too good she was in the hospital and they were preparing for her to pass away. I was taking ovulation medication because we were trying to have another baby. I felt very hung over sound out am I anxiety was the worst it has ever been I would cry almost every night because I would almost go into panic attacks so while they were here, I stopped taking the medicine and was still suffering side effects so I try to stay out of the way because I know they were grieving and everything was happening so suddenly for them and I wanted to be there to support my husband, his work schedule was so messed up that he only had a few hours after waking up to be able to go to the hospital before having to leave for work until 1 AM in the morning so I was never able to go with him to see his grandma, but he asked me if he thought she was about to die if I would go with her and I said of course. Well she passed away before we can make it to the hospital and I know everyone was devastated. This was a day after Easter. My husband had to work on Easter so before we even knew the condition of his grandma’s health, we plan to have our own Easter and egg hunt the day after Easter because my husband would be off work, and that is the day that she passed away so I told my husband that we could cancel our egg hunt and he said no because he wanted to be there with our daughter and enjoy that time. I also invited his parents because I thought it would be good for them to get their mind off of things, and I made a bunch of desserts, including homemade cookies that his mother had asked me to make weeks before this for the next time they came down we grilled out and there was gonna be plenty of food for them and I wanted that time with them as well, but I respected that they needed time to themselves after his dad had just lost his mother.
they had been staying in a hotel, the whole time they were here but the day after she passed away, they came over that morning, and our house was a mess because we had a cookout the night before, and my husband was grieving and upset and we were just too tired to clean and we were planning to get it the next morning They wanted to take our daughter to the park and Dairy Queen and we were going to stay back because we both weren’t feeling too well and we were going to clean the house but before they left my husband’s Dad told us “I wish I would come with us.” so my husband told him that we would get ready and meet him there and that’s exactly what we did. We had lunch with them and the little things like forcing her to eat a hamburger when I told him that she like chicken nuggets or taking her drink away and telling her she’s not feeling up on a drink that she’s going to eat always bothered me and there’s always done it but I knew that at this time it wasn’t my opportunity to stand up because he just lost his mom and I didn’t want to start anything not that I would’ve been rude about it but they never take it for what it is. It’s disrespect if we stand up or tell them we don’t like what they’re doing but I told my husband that what happened in May would never happen again.
we were driving my mom’s truck because my husband‘s truck was in the shop and we went to a thrift store while his parents took our daughter to the park at the thrift store. I found an angel that I wanted to gift his dad to show sympathy. I got a few little toys for my daughter to so when we left we were on our way to meet them at the park and that’s when the mechanic called my husband and said his truck was ready. He called his mom to ask if his dad would follow him and get the truck and if his mom will drive my mom’s truck back home because I was under the influence with the side effects of the medication. She then asked if I couldn’t just make it to the park and the mechanics is right behind the park so of course I could have, but I didn’t see the difference of them going to getting it when we were ready to leave the park together or us going and getting it so we went to the park instead so I could give my daughter her toys.
while I was in the truck getting the gifts out for my husband’s dad, my husband went over to explain that I would just feel more comfortable if they went and got the truck because I was under the influence and later on I found out that his mom said “no she’s not, and saying that I was lying” but when I got out of the truck, she was talking all nice to me and explaining that my husband and my father-in-law we’re going to go get his truck and she even told me to watch my daughter for a second while she went and grabbed her drink out of the car and hit my head. I thought that was crazy that she told me to watch my own daughter, but she those are the little things that I let go and let her say because there’s no point of talking back. It always will start something.
if you’re with me so far, this is the end in our current situation. We all got back home and they walked in and saw that our puppy Peed on the floor and they got mad. We tried to let it go because my father-in-law‘s mom just died and there’s no sense of getting into an argument. We went to our neighbors to give them desserts that I had made for a cookout because I didn’t want them to go to waste while we were there. His mom texted him asking if our daughter could spend the night with them in a hotel when we thought they were staying with us first I didn’t say no I just said where is she going to sleep and they said in the bed with us I didn’t like that. I wanted her to be in a crib so we said no but we even called the hotel to ask if they had cribs to rent because somebody in the hotel said no so we were trying to compromise. We got back to our house and they were so mad. They were ready to leave without saying bye his dad was already in the car and his mom was walking out the door and didn’t really wanna speak to us. We asked her what the issue was and they went off. He went to the car to talk to his dad. his dad screamed at him and drove off. I was so upset because there was no reason to treat us like that when we have boundaries with our daughter and they were supposed to stay with us, but they decided that they were too upset about the dog peeing, and that our house was a little messy from the night before that they wanted to stay in a hotel, and they wanted to take our daughter too.
The next day I had an eye doctors appointment that I scheduled months in advance, and my husband had a job interview and they did not communicate when they were coming over so my husband was already gone and I was about to walk out the door. My husband’s grandpa lives right next-door because we moved him down here a few months ago and they were out there talking to him so I let my daughter go say bye to them and they didn’t speak to me at all. again the same treatment like back in May how she didn’t even want to look in my direction or speak to me so I left and they then texted my husband how I just took off with my own daughter, so there was no reason to stick around blaming me, of course.
I understand that his dad was going through a hard time but my husband also just lost his grandma and that just so happen to be my dad‘s birthday. I wasn’t going to make it about me of course not but I still didn’t wanna get yelled at on my dad‘s birthday I wanted to remember him and have a good day. I texted his mom three days after the incident. Nothing about the text was rude. I just told her that I was blown way by the disrespect and I didn’t like how they treated us. I brought back up me and how it was unfair that she thinks she can continue to yell and scream at us and ignore us. she read it and instantly called my husband and tried to bash me and I tried to speak up and she shut me up telling me that she was talking to her son not me my husband told her not to speak to his wife that way and she tries to bash me and say that I didn’t even want to say sorry to my father-in-law for his loss when I tried to do little things like buy him that angel and make cookies for them and I made a grocery order the night they came down and I clean the house and I was expecting to cook dinner for them and host them but they stayed in a hotel the whole time
she bashed us saying that we didn’t even offer them a shower, or anything to drink or anything to eat when they came home but right when we walked in the door is when they started yelling and lecturing us about dog pee, and it went downhill from there so we didn’t even have time to offer anything that they wanted or needed but every time they come over they make themselves at home because their name is on the deed even though we pay for the home, they act like it’s their home and they do whatever they please, so there was no reason we felt like we needed to assist them to the shower or ask if they needed anything even though that morning they got there She asked if I had any Dr Pepper and I said no that I had Sprite and she didn’t want that so at this point she’s just trying to make us look bad like it was our fault and they didn’t feel welcome here so that’s why they went to a hotel that night.
she was so rude and making excuses and disrespecting me not wanting me to talk to her. She kept saying she wanted to talk to her son and not me and she even called me a little girl at that point I had enough I was finally standing up for myself after four years of my mother-in-law saying out-of-the-way things to me and putting me down and lecturing me, I finally had enough I never cussed once at her I never cussed on her because I respect her enough, but I finally had enough of shutting my mouth and letting her talk to me anyway she want it. I told her she was not gonna call me a little girl and that she was going to hear from me because she’s bashing me to my husband, I tried to explain my side, but she kept on and on accusing us and saying that we were the reason for all of this and that they did nothing wrong and keep in mind, we have never raised our voice to them. We have never cussed at them we have never told them. Hey you’re wrong we don’t agree we just let them have their way and we were done May 2023 was our breaking point even though then we still were respectful, this time we weren’t gonna let them have their way and feel like they were right
The next week my husband went to go pick up his grandma’s ashes because before the fight that was the arrangements because they had to go back home to Tennessee he called the funeral home and they said that the day before his mom called and told them that they were coming down for the weekend to get them but they said nothing about that to us and at this point he hasn’t spoken to his dad in a week. he told his mom that he didn’t even feel welcome at the funeral, and that it really upset him. His mom told him that I had nothing to do with the fight, and that his dad simply just wanted his mothers ashes and she made excuses of course later that day she calls and I heard everything she said even though she thought I wasn’t around and she continue to bash me over and over about how everything was my fault, and I never wanted them around our daughter or to have a relationship with her.
it was extremely hard for me to keep my mouth shut for an entire hour when someone’s making things up and bashing you she think those want to say that she’s sick and tired of me calling her a liar, which I’m never said hey you’re a liar I just said that her apology wasn’t sincere and she continued to say that I took it the wrong way when she was bashing me about my dad and tell her that’s calling her a liar because she continues to say she didn’t mean it like that but the reason I brought back up made her was to say she thinks she can continue to talk to me that way and get away with it and that I was tired of it. my husband try to stand up for me and tell her how it made me feel like she was comparing my pain to hers about my dad and then she makes the snarky remark” I actually had a relationship with Mine”. she was talking about her relationship with her dad and comparing it to mine so again she’s throwing up my pain and trying to one up me and again argue on why she should’ve been there Christmas morning and she even said” I was explaining what I needed Christmas morning with my son and his daughter” His daughter???!
after that phone call, everything seem to be fine with his parents and my husband but she was still ignoring me. She wouldn’t call or message me and apologize or even explain herself. She just wanted to bash me to my husband and now everything was cool with them and they came down for a weekend to get my husband’s grandma‘s ashes and they went to the park with my husband and daughter and I decided to stay home because I didn’t want anything to go down and I be blamed for ruining that hard time for his family. My husband said they didn’t even ask about me and I know that they were happy that I wasn’t around because she made a post about how she just needed that time with her son and granddaughter, and everything was worded perfectly but I know that that was a dig at me and every time I would post something about the way I was feeling just little quotes that I see she would always post something as if she was speaking to me. it didn’t matter if it was something to do with disrespect or my daughter, or supporting my husband she would always find a post to relate it about what I’m posting. stuff like “no one could love her children the way she does” when I would post about how I love my husband and that I am there to support him
ever since then she has been calling my husband to bash me and come up with a new reasons on why I am the bad guy and I’m sick of it so if you’ve made it this far, thank you so much for reading my story because I don’t even know what to do at this point my husband wants to cut her off maybe not forever but he wants her to understand that she can’t keep treating me like this and even treating him like this because the last phone call was two days ago when we thought everything was at least cool with my husband and his parents even though I knew she still had a problem with me over things she said to me she calls him and bashes me and tells my husband that he’s not standing up for his parents and that that’s wrong and that that is his blood family and that he should be the hero and fix everything or she’s not gonna want to be around me
i’ve read a bunch of other stories about toxic in-laws, and there’s a lot that are way worse than my situation but I’ve had enough of her talking to me anyway she wants, putting me down, lecturing me, throwing my dad’s death in my face as if her relationship was greater and her pain is worse and I’m just sick of it because I can’t even look at pictures of my dad without crying and regretting and it’s really hard to stand up for myself when someone bashes me and makes themself the victim when I know for a fact, the last four years I’ve been nothing but kind to her. Yes, she has done things for me, but when she treats me bad, she uses that as a way to say “look at everything I’ve done for her and she wants to treat me like this?” just because I stand up for myself when she yells at me and I don’t know what to do so if you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading and I need help

I’ve had over 20 bikes in my life but these new Dual Sports are unlike any other bike. I’m absolutely obsessed with this thing! It is such a great bike, it’s definitely my favorite bike that I’ve ever had. I was lucky that I caught the 2023 on sale because after test riding it last week and loving it, I kept looking at it online and on Thursday it showed up on sale, I called the store and they told me that it wasn’t on sale but luckily they put a quote in the computer for me at that price if I chose to buy it(Its the last one of the discontinued color in my size) and on Friday when I went to buy it, it wasn’t on sale on the website anymore, I think it was an error on the website lol but they honored the quote. My favorite color is od green so naturally I’m stoked to have last years black olive color, the pictures do not do this thing justice, it’s beautiful!!! I did put on ergon gp3 grips, an ergon st gel saddle, and race Chester pedals… I’ve already put hours on this thing in the short time I’ve had it, it’s so fun and enjoyable!

Hello there, do you love Twilight? Do you love slow burns? Do you wonder what it would be like if Bella had gotten to be with Carlisle? I do, and I may have the perfect role for this.
A little about me: my name is Em. I am a female in her 20s. I am in the CST time zone, though I'm more than happy to roleplay with you if you aren't in that time zone. Typically, I write around 500–1k words per post. I can from time to time break the discord limit, so I would like you to try and match me. I write in the third person, but this role seems to call for the first person. So I apologize if that is a little rusty. I enjoy NSFW content, but it will not be the main focus of the role. I do a ratio of 80 percent plot to 20 percent smut.
So what would I like from you as a partner? I’m so glad you asked!
I would like you to match my length; be okay with chatting out of character. It’s important that you have read the books or seen the movies. I enjoy sending funny videos and making playlists for our roles. So please be open to that. Also please have a discord. I use discord to role-play.
Now that that is out of the way, let’s get to the plot and start!
Plot:
After graduation, Edward gives Bella an ultimatum. She must marry him to be changed and have her last human experience. Bella finally breaks down, realizing that maybe just maybe Jacob and Charlie were right. Edward doesn’t love her, or at least, love isn’t enough.
Bella tells him no, which leads to their breakup fight. A huge fight, leaving Bella alone but happier. She is afraid that she will lose her family because of this, but Alice sees something that changes that. In her vision, Alice sees that Bella will still be like them. The only thing that has a chance is the person by her side. Little does the Cullen family know that their father’s marriage is falling apart. Will Bella be the one to put the family back together?
I know the plot is kind of short, but basically, Esme and Carlisle break up. Bella and Edward are over, leaving Bella and Carlisle to seek comfort in each other. The password is t.i.t.s.o.a.k bonus points if you know what it stands for.
Starter:
Graduation had happened, and the attention was finally off of me. I could blend back into the background once again. Well, until Edward made his way over to me.
The last conversation hung heavy in the air. I asked to be changed, and once again, he begged me to marry him. Something changed after the last conversation, and when it finally hit me, why wasn’t I enough? There was always another hoop I had to jump through for him. I was tired of it.
“Bella,” Alice said with a smile as she floated to me. Her beauty once again makes me feel a little less than. Alice’s dress was long and black; it was flowing behind her as she walked. “Come on, we are throwing a party at our house; you cannot be late.” Alice said. Her smile made it seem like it would be alright. I shot a glare at Jasper, who just smiled.
“Fine, but what about Charlie? He will want me home,” I said, hoping that would get me out of this. “Relax, we covered it with Charlie; he is fine; I even brought dinner over for him.” She said it in her musical voice.
Agreeing to a party thrown at Edward’s house was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t want to even be in the same room as him; I knew it would come down to the same fight. He would ask me to marry him, and again, I would pause, unable to say no.
Walking into the Cullen house, I smiled at seeing Esme cooking, though she looked almost out of place. It seemed like she was hiding something. As I pushed past the kitchen, I tried to ignore the next part of what was to come. His room used to be his home. It used to be my happy place. No, not the room; he was my happy place. Now I wasn’t sure.
“Bella, let’s talk about this.” He said he was next to me in a flash. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust as I looked at him. “We have talked,” I said, watching his jaw clench and his muscles go rigid. “I don’t want to marry you yet.” I said. It wasn’t entirely a lie. I did not want to marry him anymore. “Then you will never get what you want.” Edward said the vermin in his voice was heavy. “So that's it? Just like that, we are over.” I asked as I got up, walking off. I only made it to the doorway before turning back to him. “Yes.” He spat.
“Can someone take me home?” I asked, walking into the kitchen. Alice nodded. “Carlisle can take you home.” She said it with a sad look on her face. The garage was cold compared to the rest of the house. Though the black sedan Carlisle waited inside was warm enough, “Thank you,” I said as I slid into the passenger's seat.
“Bella I want you to know that you will always be welcome in our home, even if you and Edward are not together. Sometimes love isn’t always enough. I understand that more than you know.” Carlisle said. I wasn’t sure why he was opening up to me, but it was a welcome change. “Thank you,” I said as I sat there for a moment.
That night was the first time I dreamed of Carlisle Cullen. It was also the first time I slept without nightmares, with Edward watching me. It was also the last time I saw any of the Cullens for a while. The last time I saw them was seven months ago, to be exact. Sure, we still texted and stuff, but I spent most of my time with Angela and Mike now, even seeing Jacob and Seth more.
Well, until today. “Bella, pack a bag; you need to come with me,” Alice said on the other end of the phone. Even with the panic or some other emotion in her voice, it was still musical. “Okay, but I’m not talking to Edward,” I said as she pulled into the driveway. I hung up the phone and watched her pull up along with Charlie’s police cruiser.
“What’s going on?” I asked as I got into her bright yellow Mustang convertible. “Esme is gone.” She said in a barely audible whisper that before I knew it, a letter was being shoved in my hands. The crème stationary was heavy, like cardstock paper. The letter, the goodbye letter Esme had written to her family and Carlisle, was in my hands. “How can I help during this?” I asked, chewing my bottom lip. I didn’t exactly know Carlisle well enough to be in this, I thought. “You help him; I have seen it.” Alice said her voice told me she was sure. I was the one to pull him from this.
Even now, the house feels strange, like I shouldn’t have been in it. Though I knew I was more than welcome, “He is in his study.” Emmett said. His face was expressionless, no doubt because Rosalie was clearly upset. Jasper was trying to ease the emotional tension in the room. “Okay,” I said as I walked up the stairs slowly. My blue jeans and sweatshirt were starting to feel suffocating. I knew they could all hear my heart race, but no one said anything. I was so grateful for that. Knocking on the study door, I paused, waiting to see if he would answer it. If he wanted to speak to me, “Carlisle? I asked softly, knowing he would hear me even through the door.
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Hi, our paper just got rejected after 3 month of review. It sucks but it is what it is and currently we are revising the content to submit the paper to another journal. We got 3 Reviewers, which Reviewer 1 and Reviewer 3 suggested "Minor revision" while Reviewer 2 suggested "Reject".
However, Reviewer 2 comments is completely nonsense and I honestly don't understand how the Editor did not say anything. For consideration, the paper is in the field of Psychology and here is some of the direct quotes of their comments:
"The study lacks clarity in the significance of obtaining approval from the Ethics Committee." (The study was a cross sectional study conducted on employees so of course it needs approval from Ethics Committee. We also clarified the Approval number and how consent forms were taken)
"A detailed elaboration is not given on how this dynamic influences the interpretation of the non-moderation effect on anxiety in the context of the study." ( We already wrote and discussed in details with a 12-line paragraph on this result in the Discussion)
"An ideal reason has been ignored for why the Rosenberg Self-Esteem Scale was chosen for measuring self-esteem. " (The RSES is the most used scale for measuring self-esteem. I don't think I see any study that has to explain why they choose to measure self-esteem with the RSES)
Besides, the selection of the Depression Anxiety Stress Scales - Short Form (DASS-21) as the tool for evaluating mental health problems does not have precise elaboration. (The study already clarified that we would measure Depression, Anxiety, and Stress in the Introduction and the DASS-21 is also a common scale to measure these factors).
I don't know if it is because English is not my first language but some of their other comments are just nonsensical too.
So, I want to ask it should I email the editor, not to ask for reconsidering our paper, but for refrain from inviting this Reviewer in the future? I also suspect I know who this reviewer is and they know the authors of the paper.
Just wanting to vent so thank you for reading
Edit: Also, is BMC a good publisher to submit, while I heard bad things about OA publishers like Frontiers or MDPI, I couldn't find any negative things about BMC

Originally, my wife and I had planned to wait until our child was 4 to 6 months of age to begin sleep training. However, as he approached his third month, we realized that we were often spending an hour or more each night on getting him to sleep. We would put him in his crib, return to him when he cried, and then try to console him. He always eventually fell asleep, but we knew that this time was cutting into the amount of rest he was getting each night.
Meanwhile, I had been reading through the 5th Edition of Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child (HSHHC) by Weissbluth. It seems that Weissbluth used to recommend waiting until 4 months to begin sleep training; however, this new edition makes it clear that he recommends that parents consider sleep training (including cry it out/extinction methods) as early as 2 months. (See the ‘Relevant Quotes’ heading below for more information.)
Developing our CIO plan:
After reviewing his discussion of various sleep training methods, I decided on a cry-it-out (CIO) approach, as I figured it would ultimately produce less crying and better-quality sleep than methods that could stretch on for weeks or months. For my wife and I, the benefits of allowing our child to learn self-soothing and giving him better-quality sleep right away outweighed any potential risks of CIO. (I know that many people would say that babies can’t begin self soothing until they’re older, but he has been sucking his thumb and fist pretty often in the past few weeks, so we figured that he could use this as a self-soothing method, especially since we were transitioning to an arms-out swaddle.) We did meet with our pediatrician to confirm that using CIO at his age would be OK, and she reassured us that he was at an appropriate developmental period for this method, even if not all babies are.
Because of his young age, we decided to implement a 2-hour cap. We’d wait 2 hours before going in to console or feed him, but if he cried after that, we’d go in and soothe him (and of course feed him if he appeared hungry). We realize that he will likely continue to need feeding once or twice overnight for a number of months, especially because he’s on the smaller side, so our goal was to help him get to and return to bed earlier, rather than to night wean him.
At HSSHC’s recommendation, we also shifted his bedtime to an earlier period (around 8 PM); made sure he was getting lots of naps during the day; and continued to use a white noise machine and blackout curtains to create a calmer sleep environment. We had been swaddling him arms-in since he was a newborn, but since he was now getting more active and gaining the ability to roll, we shifted to an arms-out swaddle. We knew this would make sleep training even harder, but at the advice of a Reddit thread on sleeptrain, we decided that implementing CIO at the same time that we switched to an arms-out swaddle would be the easiest option.
Implementing the plan:
So, shortly after he turned 3 months old, we began sleep training. After changing his diaper, feeding, and swaddling him and providing a little soothing, I laid him in his crib at 7:35 PM and left the room. He cried and fussed for around 42 minutes, then fell asleep. He then woke up 14 minutes later; cried/fussed for another 27 minutes; and fell asleep for good at 8:58 PM–after which he slept for around 4 and a half hours. He would sometimes show signs of the startle reflex (probably because he was getting used to the arms-out swaddle), but he was then able to calm himself back to sleep.
During the second night, he cried and fussed for 20 minutes before falling asleep; he woke up around 5 hours later. He’d sometimes move around in bed but then return to a resting position soon after.
On the third night (tonight), he only fussed for 7 minutes; I didn’t actually hear him cry at all. (This may have been because he was pretty drowsy at the end of his meal.) He’s sleeping great in his crib as I write this message.
In short, the time he needed to self-soothe and fall asleep decreased from 42 minutes the first night (or 69 if you count the second bout of fussing) to 20 minutes the second night, and then to 7 minutes the third night. This is huge for him! He can now use the early nighttime hours for sleep rather than for bouts of fussing, which should help with his development. He has continued to eat overnight, and that behavior will probably continue for quite a while, but we’re just thrilled that he now knows how to soothe himself to sleep.
His amount of crying also aligned pretty well with Weissbluth’s predictions for babies below 4 months of age (30-45 minutes on night 1; 10-30 on night 2; 0-10 on night 3; and none on night 4). Weissbluth actually predicts more crying than this for babies 4 months of age or older (see quotes below).
Final thoughts:
He was a happy, smiley baby before we implemented sleep training, and that has remained the case. I don’t see any signs that our attachment with him has been impaired by CIO. As he continues to get better rest, I expect that he’ll become even happier and more smiley in the coming months.
I’m sure he’ll have periods of worse sleep now and then, but overall, my wife and I are thrilled with how well the extinction method has gone. Every child’s needs and circumstances are different, so this method may only be ideal for a minority of children. However, at the very least, I think more parents should at least consider beginning CIO at an earlier age.
Relevant Quotes:
(If you’re considering this approach as well, I highly recommend that you read as much of HSSHC as you can. I added the quotes below to help explain why we didn’t wait until 4 months or later to begin CIO.)
“Because this process of sleep regulation is developing during the first 4 months, there is no reason for most parents to delay and begin to think about helping their child sleep better only at 4 months of age. Starting earlier is easier.” (p. 536)
“Parents who started helping their child sleep better at or before 4 months described better sleeping in their children than those parents who started after 4 months. This validates the notion that starting early is better than starting later” (p. 162) His research also indicates that extinction results in less crying for children below 4 months of age than it does for children aged 4 months and up (p. 536)
“For babies younger than 2 months of age, consider graduated extinction, extinction with a cap, or check and console. Extinction, even for extreme fussiness/colic, may also be considered and be successful at 2 months of age” (p. 451)
Although Weissbluth was our main resource on sleep training, I found Emily Oster’s section on this subject within Cribsheet to be helpful also. She notes that, while it’s impossible to prove that sleep training has no harmful effects, “you could easily argue the opposite: maybe sleep training is very good for some kids–they really need the uninterrupted sleep–and there is a risk of damaging your child by not sleep training. There isn’t anything in the data that shows this, but there is similarly nothing to show that sleep training is bad” (p. 181).
She also notes that “there is relatively little guidance on the appropriate age to start sleep training . . . generally, it will be easier to sleep train a six-month-old than a three-month-old [though Weissbluth would disagree with her here], and probably harder to train a two-year-old. But these methods seem to work on a variety of ages.”