I know that *technically* Lagree isn't pilates, but I feel like this is the best place to ask my question. Do the Lagree machines (or any pilates machine) ever feel too hard on your body? I have been doing pilates and yoga for many years, and recently started Lagree. Part of me feels like it's too intense on my body. My pelvis is getting misaligned and it just feels really bad in my body compared to when I just work on the mat. Multiply that times ten just before and during my period. Does this ever happen to you? And female pilates instructors, how do you balance the classes you teach during your period vs. not?

Will try to keep this short. Thank you for your time. I’m 31, no kids, not married, wannabe musician, a college dropout (I have my reasons, don’t regret that part) that’s been working blue collar throughout my 20’s including as a butcher and as a factory foreman. I work hard and excel at the things I put my mind to.
My current job is not a long term solution, I’m trying to see it as a launchpad to something better, but I’m not sure where to go. My body won’t last doing any more blue collar work, and I’m too broken down and burned out for another university stint. Wages are low across the board, and it feels like we’re all fucked no matter what we do. But I have experience running a goddamn factory, including international and HAZMAT shipping. That experience should be worth something to somebody, right?
I’m not shooting for the stars. I don’t want a family, and don’t necessarily need to own a home, and this certainly a privileged take, but holy hell am I bored. A lot of my musician friends regularly tour both nationally and internationally, I…very…much…do…not. I’d like to tour, it’s a goal of mine, but at this point I’d settle for buying a ticket, but I need 25-30% more income to do so. Where’s the opportunity for some grunt like me?
Thanks for reading my grousing.

So I'm planning to use an Ever After High doll head for a custom I'm planning, but I'm not super familiar with the subtle differences between the different dolls' face sculpts and I might have picked the wrong one. 😅 I was hoping y'all could tell me which eah girl dolls have fuller lips? And if you have a head that'd work I'd be more than happy to trade the head and body I already have (I think it's a Maddie Hatter but I got her pre-prepped so I'm not 100% sure) Or if you don't want to trade I could also pay you for it. (Only if you're willing to part with it of course)

Pretty much what the title says. I don’t know if this is a common n problem, but my mom is obsessed with youth and beauty. She complains about wrinkles and how she needs botox, but tans every single day or else she feels “too pale”. She’s obsessed with dieting and losing weight and working out and is constantly talking about what food is unhealthy/junk, how she feels sooooo guilty when she has dessert, etc. Because she doesn’t want to look fat and old. The last straw for me is how she specifically dresses to try and be more young- she loves to wear super short crop tops and dress like a teenager. Normally I’m an advocate for like dress how you want, doesn’t matter, but it feels so different because I know her motivations for doing it. She’s said sexual things about my body and made me uncomfortable about it in the past, and she can tell that it makes me uncomfortable when she tries to dress like a teenager and constantly talks about bodies. She at least has the emotional immaturity of a teenager too, so at least she got one part of being a teenager correct!
Just wanted to know if this is a common theme among ns? It feels like an obsession and it’s annoying to live with

As happy as I would be to see you in that light again, it probably wouldn’t be the best idea for either of us. I shouldn’t listen to what people say, but everyone thinks you’ll be back when that love bombing long-distance relationship fails (I honestly hope it doesn’t, and that it works out for you). I don’t think it’d work if you ever came back, whether it be as partners like before or the friendship you wanted to maintain before I had to let go and heal on my own.
Everything we’ve been through: love, life, happiness, tears, growth, friendship, work and career, education; it’s all on a different path now. You were once my everything, I shared things with you that I’ve never with any previous relationship. I fell in love for the first time with you. You my first love? Yea, even the guy who you used to tease about having a “high body count” never felt that kinda love before. I opened up to you, and you gave everything to me. I was your first love, for boyfriend, first kiss, first straight male best friend, first for so many other things. So many things that I can’t even fit it all here. But when we broke up the first time in 2020, it was the issues of communication. That would ultimately lead to our downfall, as it never improved. I always blame myself for how things fell apart after we got back together and stayed strong until it all ended in 2022, but I should start opening my eyes to the fact that your inexperience and immaturity may have had a large impact on it also.
After all is said and done, you probably opened up to someone else also. Toward the end, we said some things to each other that probably would be hard to cover up. My interests didn’t align with yours, and my flaws are probably too big to come back to. The same goes for you, how you left me opened a huge wound and brought back trauma from my past. Maybe it’s better off if we never see each other again. Even if we know each other so well, even if we’ve never opened up to anyone at the level we did to each other, it might not ever be the same if we came back.
Life goes on, you seem happy, I am happy. I graduated, am going to grad school, am getting different certifications and doing different things with my life. You are in a new relationship that will lean heavily on communication and maturity since it’s long distance. Hopefully things work out for you, because those exact things are what caused us to fall apart after three and a half years. I know it must’ve been hard to know my past and experiences, since you really tried your hardest to know what I’ve been through and found out from our mutual friends, and it’s even harder for me to imagine the things you do with him now.
You’ve been a topic of interest lately, primarily because my graduation just happened and all of the family was wondering what happened between us. And in another related aspect, I’m a candidate for promotion at our job, and it seems we will be competing for these positions. People at work have been bringing you up more than usual with me, and even though I haven’t worked with you more than ten times in the past 8 months, it still does feel fresh to both me and everyone else.
But, 8 months later, I shouldn’t even be thinking of you anymore. But here I am, thinking about the “what-ifs” and of how I would love and hate it if you came back to me.

Please be nice to me guys I’m crying while I type this.
This vanilla guy has been great, I get along with him really well. I didn’t feel any sort of attraction to my ex sugar daddy and did not have feelings for him. Sex with him was really gross for me and made me feel icky.
This guy I’ve been seeing told me randomly yesterday that he got a happy ending massage when he visited Amsterdam. Now I am so icked out.
Number 1, I don’t like the idea of women feeling like they have to resort to sex work/sugar dating to get by when they don’t really want to. I felt like I had to sugar date because I had to leave a bad family situation young, was in college, and was working 50 hours a week just to get by. I feel like in this situation, I was vulnerable and doing sugar dating was the only way I could feel somewhat financially secure. I feel like the sex work industry is built upon this power dynamic of people in power using their money to control the bodies of more vulnerable people.
Number 2, I feel like when I was sugar dating, I was exploiting patriarchy in order to get at least a little bit out of this system that has utterly fucked me over my entire life. I feel like by him buying sex, he exploited patriarchy to his advantage as a man. I was researching prostitution in Amsterdam and was looking at posts men wrote talking about how they go to the red light district and “use girls” all the time. Massive ick.
Number 3, I cannot stop thinking about him in the same light as my ex sugar daddy. As just an icky gross man that doesn’t care about exploiting women. The part that icks me out even more is that he’s vegan and believes in “harming none.” He has done all of this research about how animals are exploited, but didn’t seem to think twice about how women are exploited and patriarchy is perpetuated through sex work. Not only did he not think about it, he supported it by participating. Hello?
I am absolutely shocked that he did this as it’s not fitting with how he has presented himself thus far. I am also really heartbroken cause I thought I had found a really sweet man. A man that would be considerate of me and had the potential to love me with a deeper understanding of who I am.
Words of encouragement? Advice? I don’t know how to feel right now I have a lot of emotions.

So fucking tired of living in a country that doesn't care if it's people live or die. Can't get surgery, can't find a psychiatrist that will work with my insurance and provide me with brain numbing drugs. Genuinely what do they want me to do? Off myself? Would probably be cheaper for everyone in the long run anyways. I am so fucking frustrated. I can't afford to pay a psychiatrist $500 a week out of pocket and surgery isn't happening anytime soon. Death is the only option. have been fighting with my insurance for a year and I have twice the required letters from mental health professionals but none of that matters. No one cares that I'm living in a body that causes me physical pain and discomfort to the point of making me consider ending it all. I have been this fucking close to offing myself since November and I don't know what to do anymore. It seems like the only option for me to find peace. Ever single day since l've grasped the concept of sex and gender I have wanted to die because my body is different from other women. So fucking close to pumping my body full of drugs and hoping I never wake up. I am in so much pain, so fucking much that I can't even describe it in words. I am so fucking close to just preforming a penectomy on myself and forcing the ER doctors to complete the job before I bleed out. But honestly, maybe bleeding out is the right option in my case. Fuck the healthcare system, who the fuck has $35-$80k just lying around for reconstructive surgery. I really don't know what to do anymore and I don't see a future for myself if I have to live any longer with my current configuration. I might turn myself into a fucking statistic but atleast I'll prove a point. The American healthcare system is killing all of us unless you have elite insurance or are rich, especially trans people. So done, just so fucking done. No one is going to hear from me in the near future, and the’ll all know why, they’ll know the healthcare system failed a 19 year old girl who desperately seeked out life saving surgery and has spent the past year in intensive therapy programs. All I do all day is just rot in bed and wait for better days. But those better days will never come. I won’t last for another year without this surgery. I won’t. I refuse to. They can either provide me with life saving surgery or my life will just be over and my body will be buried deep in the ground or cremated and shoved in some urn. It’s all I fantasize about all fucking day. I can’t get into a car or any form of transport anymore without wishing and begging that I’ll end up in some horrific accident. This is what it's like to have your teenage and young adult years ripped away from you because you can't cope with living in a body with a male gender marker. All of the progress l've made in my transition, the years of hormone replacement therapy, the orchiectomy, completely living socially as a female, it all means nothing aslong as I've got this fucking tumor between my legs. I am ready to be out of this planet and society if I can't get this done. I can only tuck and distract myself for so long. There is nothing I can do to improve my situation, I just need to accept my fate and do what should've been done so long ago. I can't pee, I can't shower, I wear the same clothes for a week straight to avoid my parts as much as possible. I am fucking tired and it's over, it's all over for me. Genuinely, what the fuck am I supposed do? How am I supposed to stop fantasizing about being taken out of this world and becoming a cold, stiff, rotting corpse. It's all I want, all I dream about during the rare occurrences I do dream. I need a fucking lobotomy, I need my brain turned to mush so I can't think anymore. Or maybe extreme electroshock therapy to destroy my brain.

Hello everyone,
I've been struggling with bromhidrosis and an unpleasant odor specifically coming from my nipples, and I'm desperately seeking some guidance. Despite not sweating excessively, the odor is becoming unbearable. I've experimented with numerous products that initially worked but eventually stopped being effective over time. Driclor, Benzoyl Peroxide, Glycolic and more
I even resorted to trying Botox injections, primarily targeting my right underarm, which had a persistent smell. Surprisingly, after about five months of receiving Botox, the odor seemed to transfer to my left underarm instead.
I'm hesitant to visit the doctor because I'm afraid they will simply blame the smell on sweat alone. However, here's a situation I encountered that made me question that: After bathing and applying deodorant, my husband sucked my nipples, which emitted an onion-like smell. This perplexed me because I had just washed and applied deodorant. And no sweat yet in my underarm.
Considering this, I am uncertain about which products could potentially help me, as even if I apply them to my underarms, I doubt they would resolve the nipple odor issue which I firmly believe this is related to my bromhidrosis.
I also tried using chlorophyll capsules, which provided temporary relief from the odor in both my underarms and nipples. However, like the other products I've tried, there are days when it fails to be effective.
I cannot recall a single week where I haven't experienced smelly armpits, and it becomes particularly distressing when I'm around other people. I've heard suggestions that this might have a psychological component, which could be true to some extent. However, even when I'm alone, there is still an odor present. Hence, it cannot be solely attributed to a psychological issue.
I'm reaching out to this community in hopes of finding someone who can offer guidance and help in finding a cure for this issue.
I recently got married and my spouse and I are planning to have a baby. One thing that worries me is my ongoing issue with nipple odor. I really want to breastfeed my child, but I'm hesitant if I still have to endure this smell. Moreover, I don't want to pass on this condition to my baby.
I've been doing some research, and I've come across stories of other new moms who have experienced a similar issue with their baby's mouth smelling like onions. It's made me even more concerned.
Has anyone else experienced this fear or encountered a similar situation, particularly with nipple odor being linked to bromhidrosis? I would greatly appreciate any advice or insights you can offer. Thank you!

Tip of the month: Stay hydrated!

Your body needs that good ol' H2O to work! I can recommend going to your local TESCO, Sainsburys, Walmart, etc... and buying some full sugar squash (concentrated juice). Mix the squash with water (1part squash 4parts water) and add 1 tea spoon I repeat ONE TEA SPOON, mix the salt into the squash+water solution until fully dissolved. Your body needs salt and sugar to sweat properly, otherwise you will get cramps.
(I am assuming you have a 1L water bottle. If you have a water bottle that contains less than 1L use less salt)
(You can trust me on this! I do rowing professionally! Nya!)
^{Also love yourself, every day! Don't forget that we love youuuu!!!!! <3 <3 <3 (Nya! Body positivity!})

This is a rant and wanted to see if anyone else is having a similar experience. Also a could be a post in the fencesitter sub.
Got married summer 2022. Bought our house Oct 2022. Our area is expensive and has high taxes. I didn’t want to move too far away because of work and wanted to stay close to family. Found a house a little over 400k. Good school district. 3 beds and 3 baths so enough room if we decide to have kids. Now my husband’s work has cooled down to the point that he is making about half of what he did last year. We stretched our budget so we could have a forever home without anticipating such a blow, especially when our careers were supposed to be picking up. The way things are going I can’t imagine budgeting for a kid or 2…when we bought this house with kids in mind. So it’s either be child free or sell and move somewhere cheaper. It’s just fucking sucky to think one reason standing in the way of having kids is our house that we bought for the purpose of being kid-friendly. And even if we do downgrade we wouldn’t be able to find something at a lower enough cost to make that big of a difference in mortgage payments in our area…especially with rates going up. UGH!

So fucking tired of living in a country that doesn't care if it's people live or die. Can't get surgery, can't find a psychiatrist that will work with my insurance and provide me with brain numbing drugs. Genuinely what do they want me to do? Off myself? Would probably be cheaper for everyone in the long run anyways. I am so fucking frustrated. I can't afford to pay a psychiatrist $500 a week out of pocket and surgery isn't happening anytime soon. Death is the only option. have been fighting with my insurance for a year and I have twice the required letters from mental health professionals but none of that matters. No one cares that I'm living in a body that causes me physical pain and discomfort to the point of making me consider ending it all. I have been this fucking close to offing myself since November and I don't know what to do anymore. It seems like the only option for me to find peace. Ever single day since l've grasped the concept of sex and gender I have wanted to die because my body is different from other women. So fucking close to pumping my body full of drugs and hoping I never wake up. I am in so much pain, so fucking much that I can't even describe it in words. I am so fucking close to just preforming a penectomy on myself and forcing the ER doctors to complete the job before I bleed out. But honestly, maybe bleeding out is the right option in my case. Fuck the healthcare system, who the fuck has $35-$80k just lying around for reconstructive surgery. I really don't know what to do anymore and I don't see a future for myself if I have to live any longer with my current configuration. I might turn myself into a fucking statistic but atleast I'll prove a point. The American healthcare system is killing all of us unless you have elite insurance or are rich, especially trans people. So done, just so fucking done. No one is going to hear from me in the near future, and the’ll all know why, they’ll know the healthcare system failed a 19 year old girl who desperately seeked out life saving surgery and has spent the past year in intensive therapy programs. All I do all day is just rot in bed and wait for better days. But those better days will never come. I won’t last for another year without this surgery. I won’t. I refuse to. They can either provide me with life saving surgery or my life will just be over and my body will be buried deep in the ground or cremated and shoved in some urn. It’s all I fantasize about all fucking day. I can’t get into a car or any form of transport anymore without wishing and begging that I’ll end up in some horrific accident. This is what it's like to have your teenage and young adult years ripped away from you because you can't cope with living in a body with a male gender marker. All of the progress l've made in my transition, the years of hormone replacement therapy, the orchiectomy, completely living socially as a female, it all means nothing aslong as I've got this fucking tumor between my legs. I am ready to be out of this planet and society if I can't get this done. I can only tuck and distract myself for so long. There is nothing I can do to improve my situation, I just need to accept my fate and do what should've been done so long ago. I can't pee, I can't shower, I wear the same clothes for a week straight to avoid my parts as much as possible. I am fucking tired and it's over, it's all over for me. Genuinely, what the fuck am I supposed do? How am I supposed to stop fantasizing about being taken out of this world and becoming a cold, stiff, rotting corpse. It's all I want, all I dream about during the rare occurrences I do dream. I need a fucking lobotomy, I need my brain turned to mush so I can't think anymore. Or maybe extreme electroshock therapy to destroy my brain.

My husband admitted today that he masturbates daily to porn.
He hasn’t initiated sex more than once or twice in the past year. I’ve tried spontaneous blow jobs, surprise nurse costume, bubble bath and candles, anal, I set up a threesome for his birthday - nothing has ever gotten him going besides the threesome.
He said the porn is not a problem at all and that he’s not choosing it instead of me. He said he is too tired, stressed, and low libido for sex but not for masturbation, because it’s low-effort and just helps him get to sleep rather than being something that takes physical and emotional effort. It is true that he works extremely hard, has a stressful job and a ton of responsibility, and is not getting great sleep because we have infants in the home. He said he will not likely have a sex drive for me again until the babies are older and things calm down.
This all sounds very true and plausible.
But still, it doesn’t sit right with me. I just can’t imagine turning to masturbation when the love of my life is present and willing. Watching a rotating cast of different girls every day for years but not being enticed by your spouse for months and years, he thinks this is normal and just a phase of life. Maybe it is.
We have a large age difference (I’m 28, he’s 47). He’s been married before, I haven’t. So he kind of implied that this is what “adulting” looks like - work & responsibility and less focus on fun - and I’m immature or just inexperienced to think it should be all hot and spicy while we’re in parenting and busy work mode.
But still, fundamentally, his sex drive is going to other women and not to me.
What do you think?

I'm looking for a monogamous, lifelong relationship with a good woman. A relationship that we work to make it the best it can be til we wave goodbye to this world. With this in mind, here are things I'm looking for and believe in:

• Attraction is important. You keep in shape, as I do, and we work to maintain that over the years and decades to the best of our ability and never let ourselves go. The body types I find attractive are petite/slender, athletic and toned, or average build but with a flat stomach.
  
• You're obedient/submissive. I believe the man should lead and the woman follow. I don't want a doormat. I want a first mate to my Captain. You should proactively share your thoughts, ideas and opinions and we'll discuss them, and if we're not on the same page, you support and follow the decisions I make.
  
• You're respectful. This has many expressions, but one of which is any disagreements/arguments are "behind closed doors" and private, never public. We never belittle each other in front of others, and should never be done privately for that matter, but instead, build each other up.
  
• You're very committed. This is a lifelong journey, not a blast out the starting gate, only to fade in time. You're a "ride or die" kinda girl, in this to the end, with a fiery devotion and loyalty to me and our relationship, as I am to you. We have each other's backs, all the time.
  
• Sex, when it happens (in an exclusive, lifelong, committed relationship) and with rare exceptions, should be frequent, enthusiastic and we always make ourselves available to the other. Think once a day or more rather than once a week.
  
• You put in the effort to have a great relationship, and you get the same in return from me.
  
• You're open and communicative, and have no problem saying what you want or need, or freely discussing a variety of topics. If you're more shy and reserved, you work on improving your communication skills.
  
• Speaking of, you believe in continual improvement, and work toward bettering yourself and not resting on your laurels. You apply this to yourself, our relationship and life in general. You can expect the same from my side.
  
• You’re mentally and emotionally healthy, as am I. You don’t bring tons of baggage into a new relationship. To put it in airplane terms, you can fit yours into the carry on bin, and it doesn’t need to be stored in the cargo hold.
  
• You're imperfect, as am I. You don't hold unreasonable or unattainable standards (in yourself, me or others), nor do you make excuses for things we can change for the better.
  
• We forgive when we mess up, and work to make things right.
  
• You're feminine, comforting, nurturing and encouraging. You're my biggest cheerleader. I'm your rock to lean on.
  
• You handle almost all domestic duties. I'll take care of the outdoor stuff. We pitch in and help each other as needed, but maintain distinct roles for the most part.
  
• Ideally, you'll be a full time stay at home wife (or maybe work part time) and you make me, our home and family your mission. If you want to work full time and pursue a career, I'd support you in that, but my preference is you staying home and running the household.
  
• And, of course, you're a Christian and take your faith seriously.
  

I offer the same or more in return, with the obvious exception of different roles and responsibilities within the home.
You're between 18 and 35, preferably.
Single, of course.
I'm most attracted to White women, but open to other races.
If long distance, we'll get to know each other and work something out to be closer in the months ahead.
If this sounds like you, send me a message, tell me about you and feel free to ask any questions you want and I'll take it from there!
Your pics get mine.
A bit more about me: I’m confident, outgoing and driven. I have a great sense of humor and overall personality, I’m playful yet serious when necessary, educated, intelligent and witty, even modest to boot ;)
But don’t just take my word for it, find out for yourse lf!
To discovering more about each other!

I don’t go outside, longer than 1-2 minutes. Unless, it’s the store. and when I mow, i usually put on a helmet, long sleeves, and a bullet proof vest. my therapist and i, have been working on this. Im doing little steps, but i can look at a picture, of one now. The first time, one landed on me, i didn’t leave my house, for 2 weeks. i could feel them in the grass, surrounding me. Waiting, watching, moving.. i started seeing, them before I went to sleep. images of them, in my head. then i had a dream, of being eaten by one. i could feel it nibbling, on me in my dream. soon after, i became an alcoholic. i would have night mares, and would drink. i was terrified. I bought one of those, life size plastic, balls. The ones, you can get in. It’s the only way, i would leave my house. I never made it, past the drive way. I would sit in it, and hold my body, for hours. frozen in fear. My family, thought i was going crazy. they tried, to suggest i admit myself. I explained to them, it was just the fear. i stopped eating, afraid it had the bug remains. I lost 5 pounds, over the 2 weeks. I was afraid, to sleep. I knew, they watching me, in the grass. I thought about, smoking meth. Anything, but being sober. i duck taped, all of the windows. Suddenly, a day came… i wanted fries from canes. I was so hungry, it was almost, like a safe haven. The idea.

So I guess here I am about to make one of these. The amount of inquiries & information on here sometimes has me questioning just how much of this problem is psychological. There is most certainly a physical component of it.
Here goes:
I am a 32 year old Caucasian (figured maybe it would be worth mentioning) male. I am very active and in great physical shape, muscular build with very low body fat and have a good diet (or so I think?)
Sexual orientation: Straight (mentioning only for medical clarification.)
Medication: None other than benefiber and vitamins). Took Accutane when young for 4 years. (From 14-18) back in 2004.
Diet:
First meal: chicken breast, half cup oats, half avocado.
Second meal: chicken breast half cup oats half avocado.
Third meal: post workout protein shake with half cup plain oats avocado.
Fourth meal: whole plain Greek yogurt and half cup plain oats.
Through trial and error I’ve found the oats to be easily digested and help me have (which I do like clockwork every day) a morning bowel movement.
My problem is as follows:
The discomfort begins and builds daily. Everyday it seems to almost reset (pain level wise) and progressively gets worse throughout the day. After my regular morning bm (which I’ll mention is always segmented. I use the toilet a few times where I’ll get up and sit back down to avoid hemorrhoids which have plagued me in the past, and I’ve gotten better at handling through understanding of what they are.
If I could describe the feeling of the sensation it’s a feeling like something is always in there with accompanying burning depending how I’m seated. The problem generally is exacerbated by sitting down AND working out. I have really dialed back my efforts in the gym as a result and confirmed with my doctor (on the same scale) that I’ve lost 25 lbs in about a year and a half. It is alarming but he said I’m a better bmi now so I’m trying to look at the glass half full.
One thing I’ve been putting more focus on lately is my use of a daily Enema. I use a fleet enema, empty out the solution and put warm water in there. I switched to bottled purified due to fear of the water source/chlorination and the corresponding dryness I’m experiencing. I was concerned about doing this so I ran it by 3 different healthcare professionals and they all validated using the Enema with plain water daily*. I was a bit surprised by this as I was almost hoping they would tell me to stop.
I started using the Enema so that I could focus more at work and get my business out of the way without having to deal the the uncomfortableness/pain of incomplete evacuation. I have read mixed things online about regular* enemas and their safety. I’m concerned it may be drying me out. I tried to use a suppository for the first time and was so alarmed at how dry it was inside me It was hard to slide in. This was a turning point.
Today is day 2 of no enemas and I’m getting emotional just writing this because of how psychologically dependent I’ve become on them I suppose. Two days and 9 years ago I stopped drinking alcohol. I was hurting myself and I was in denial. (Not everyday drinker but reoccurring black outer.) I thought it would be an appropriate day to kick a new addiction.
Yesterday was hard both physically and mentally. The physical aspect made it even harder on me mentally because it made me question whether the Enema has a legitimate function in helping me.
Ending questions:
Is doing a daily Enema with purified water OK?
If the damage is done and I should stop, what must I do to rehabilitate myself (restoring good bacteria etc.)
How long would it take to feel normal again physically?
Does this seem wrong and perhaps I’m experiencing something else?
The last thing I’m going to post is these pieces I found in my stool. My primary care physician told me it was just undigested food but it doesn’t look like like anything I ate (diet listed above is uniform without change for months. (Oh shoot it won’t let me haha Reddit noob here - I have the photo if anyone wants it? )
Thank you in advance to anyone with expertise in this area, what an amazing resource!

Taxman_torched: A Reddit Mystery

Introduction

Taxman_torched is a Reddit user who created his own subreddit called Taxman_subreddit¹. The subreddit has only one member, which is himself, and only three posts, all made by him¹². The posts are very short and cryptic, and they don't seem to have any purpose or meaning. The user seems to have a dark and violent sense of humor, as they wrote things like \"The won’t find your body\" and \"With my months of working with a foundation we caught a monster that feasts on humans\"¹². The user also posted a link to a YouTube video of a song called \"Taxman\" by The Beatles³, which might be the source of his username. The user has not posted anything else on Reddit, and no one seems to interact with him or care about his posts. He is a mystery that might never be solved.
However, taxman_torched might also be a roblox myth, which is a term used to describe fictional stories or characters that originate from the online game platform roblox. Roblox myths are usually created by users who make games or avatars that are mysterious, creepy, or unusual, and they often have lore or backstory that can be explored by other users. Roblox myths are also hunted by groups or individuals who try to find out more about them or interact with them. Taxman_torched has a YouTube channel called TAXMAn gaming, where he uploaded one video titled \"not meant for kids this is for my roblox myth\"⁴. The video shows him playing a roblox game called \"The Smiles Family\", which is a popular roblox myth game that involves a family of creepy clowns who kidnap and torture people. The video doesn't have any commentary or explanation, and it is unclear what taxman_torched's roblox myth is or how it relates to his Reddit posts.

Analysis

In this section, we will analyze the three posts made by taxman_torched on his subreddit, and his YouTube video, and try to understand what they mean and what they reveal about him.

Post 1: Yes

The first post is just the word \"Yes\" repeated three times, with one comment saying \"The won’t find your body\"¹. The post has three upvotes, which might be from taxman_torched himself using different accounts. The post doesn't have any title or context, and it is unclear what the word \"Yes\" refers to. It could be an affirmation, a question, a joke, or a random word. The comment is also very vague and ominous, and it could be a threat, a confession, a prediction, or a joke. The comment could be directed to someone specific, or to anyone who reads the post. The comment could also be related to the word \"Yes\", or it could be completely unrelated. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this post, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.
However, if we assume that taxman_torched is a roblox myth, then the post could have some connection to his roblox game or character. Maybe the word \"Yes\" is an answer to some question or challenge that he posed to other users who tried to hunt him down. Maybe the comment is a warning or a taunt to those who failed to find him or his game. Maybe the post is part of his lore or backstory that he wants other users to discover. Maybe the post is just a way of attracting attention or curiosity from other users who might be interested in his roblox myth. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this post as a roblox myth, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.

Post 2: Ai this story fix it if ya want here it goes:

The second post is a story that starts with \"Ai this story fix it if ya want here it goes:\" and then describes a scenario where the narrator works for a foundation that captures a human-eating monster². The story is poorly written and incomplete, and it doesn't have any comments or upvotes. The story doesn't have any title or context, and it is unclear what the purpose of the story is. It could be a creative writing exercise, a fan fiction, a parody, or a random idea. The story could also be based on some existing work of fiction, such as SCP Foundation, which is a collaborative project that documents anomalous entities and phenomena. The story could also be inspired by some real-life event or experience that taxman_torched had or imagined. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this story, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.
However, if we assume that taxman_torched is a roblox myth, then the story could have some connection to his roblox game or character. Maybe the story is part of his lore or backstory that he wants other users to discover. Maybe the story is a hint or a clue to his game or his location. Maybe the story is a challenge or a test to other users who want to interact with him or his game. Maybe the story is just a way of showing his creativity or personality as a roblox myth. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this story as a roblox myth, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.

Post 3: Taxman by The Beatles

The third post is a link to a YouTube video of a song called \"Taxman\" by The Beatles³. The post doesn't have any title or comment, and it has one upvote, which might be from taxman_torched himself. The post doesn't have any context, and it is unclear what the link to the song means. It could be a personal preference, a recommendation, a tribute, or a joke. The song could also be related to the username of taxman_torched, as the song is about taxation and government corruption. The song could also be related to some other aspect of taxman_torched's life or personality. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this link, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.
However, if we assume that taxman_torched is a roblox myth, then the link to the song could have some connection to his roblox game or character. Maybe the song is part of his lore or backstory that he wants other users to discover. Maybe the song is a hint or a clue to his game or his location. Maybe the song is a challenge or a test to other users who want to interact with him or his game. Maybe the song is just a way of showing his taste or style as a roblox myth. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this link as a roblox myth, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.

Video: not meant for kids this is for my roblox myth

The video shows taxman_torched playing a roblox game called \"The Smiles Family\", which is a popular roblox myth game that involves a family of creepy clowns who kidnap and torture people. The video doesn't have any commentary or explanation, and it has zero views, likes, or comments. The video doesn't have any context, and it is unclear what the purpose of the video is. It could be a gameplay video, a review video, a reaction video, or a random video. The video could also be related to taxman_torched's roblox game or character, or it could be completely unrelated. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this video, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.
However, if we assume that taxman_torched is a roblox myth, then the video could have some connection to his roblox game or character. Maybe the video is part of his lore or backstory that he wants other users to discover. Maybe the video is a hint or a clue to his game or his location. Maybe the video is a challenge or a test to other users who want to interact with him or his game. Maybe the video is just a way of showing his gameplay or skills as a roblox myth. There is no way to know for sure what taxman_torched meant by this video as a roblox myth, or what he wanted to achieve by posting it.

Conclusion

Taxman_torched is a Reddit user who created his own subreddit where he posted three very short and cryptic posts that don't seem to have any purpose or meaning. He might also be a roblox myth, which is a term used to describe fictional stories or characters that originate from the online game platform roblox. Roblox myths are usually created by users who make games or avatars that are mysterious, creepy, or unusual, and they often have lore or backstory that can be explored by other users. Taxman_torched has a YouTube channel where he uploaded one video of him playing another roblox myth game called \"The Smiles Family\". He doesn't explain anything about
.
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I used to at least feel some pride in being studious and somewhat intelligent before realizing that despite that, still completely incompetent.
I lift weights in the gym or rock climb every day but my body is still repulsive to me. I am still putting work on this and have been for a year but I don't think it'll ever really satisfy me. I don't think it's too uncommon of a view to say that even peak male bodies after years of hard training still aren't as beautiful or desirable as even moderately healthy female bodies.
And there aren't really any personality archetypes that feel good to embody as a man for me. It can be fun to imagine being with a confident, assertive man while as a woman, but it doesn't feel good to try to be that man. And if I try to be sweet and outgoing, that obviously doesn't make me popular at all and can make me feel like a doormat.
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In Shadow Tactics, where enemies couldn't be tied up, unconscious guards and civilians would simply wake up after a while even when left in buildings. I would've expected Kate to work the same way.
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I feel like that's how it should work in the game overall.