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I think we are alone in this universe. Now hear me out . But I do think however that there are multiple universes but each in their own dimensions. One dimension with one planet with life on it in each. So multiple dimensions each with only one planet with life on it. Why you ask do I think that ? Because look at the fact on this planet how different countries are always fighting about shit constantly. Can't seem to get along and always trying to take over each other countries. Can you imagine two planets in the same universe shit they would be battling it out who's got the better planet or trying to take over the other person's planet. So that's why I think one planet in each dimension. Now that not to say that a higher evolved planet could not figure out how to transport to other dimensions, cause that is a possiblity but remember they are higher evolved so maybe they are past the killing and taking over garbage. Smarter is what I'm basically trying to say. Like we should be on this planet but we're not yet ! But I do have hope :)

Taken advantage of

I have been taken advantage of in a way I may have asked for while unwell or in a way that I don't know what to do anything about. I can't see a positive outcome. I went to the hospital to get help and found it unhelpful as they just want to focus on one thing. People screamed from the seclusion rooms and I regretted going in their completely.


I surprised myself. After spending so many years not aware of it, trying to hide it, identifying it, and feeling embarrassed. Something changed. The hairdresser pointed out the unusual breakage on my hair and I admitted I have trichotillomania. I pull out my hair when I feel anxious. It didn't feel scary to admit it strangely. What changed?


I have been going to Post Secondary schools for the past 10 years and have over $125,000 in student loan debt with no degree and way of paying it back.


I got into a horrible explosive argument with someone from my past. We both parted on bad terms. Then I found out years later that this person passed away. I wasn't sure how to react. I'm sorry about that now. It's too late for me. The best advice I have for people out there is this. Talk it out and try to come to an understanding, even if you don't really like each other. Life is very short.

I cringe

every time I see grown adults tell fart jokes out loud in public. How old are you people??? Fart jokes are the lowest form of comedy. In fact, they're not funny at all. It's more about shock value. and they belong in kindergarten. Have some self respect and grow up.

Dear Mangers

Okay. You probably think I'm annoying. You probably think I'm crazy. Let me be blunt. If you do not want to hear anymore complaints, then do better. You need to do a better job at training your staff so that way they'll know how to talk to customers. If your staff are having an "off day", then send them home. Don't come into work. And by the way, don't ever call me a "Karen." Drop the whole "Karen" moniker already. It's getting old and juvenile. Either call someone by their real name or use your own name instead.


Taking time away. I imagine it’s like going on a cleanse from my environment and the things in my daily life. How does it feel thinking about coming back? And where would I rather be?

it turned me into an emotionless psychopath

We worked in same dept and I fell in love with him. He said no thanks and I moved on. It down-spiraled into evil when a jealous old man supervisor sexually harassed me to push me out. the company did nothing and it was swept under the rug. When I lawyered up I was retaliated against. The ripple effect was horrible and non-stop, my 15 year old daughter was driven out of my home because I couldn't deal and took it out on her. I relapsed. I'm suicidal and confrontational. I'm a single mum and sole provider for two teens, no support from their father or the Gov. I broke my hands working for less than industry standard and was close to bankruptcy. The sexual harassment I can deal with, that old man is a joke and everyone knows it. The stress trauma on my kids, we can deal with, we love each other and don't fuss, but, I fear my daughter is gone for good and that really kills me, that she can't get past my negative environment at the time, she can't forgive me for a temporary lapse of calm gentle mum while I was processing the comapny's denial of sexual harassment by a supervisor. The worst part for me was when my old crush from work ghosted me. The man led me on and on and on. I confess, I loved working with him. I didn't need to be fake, I didn't need to talk, everything came natural. Even when he told me no, it was cool. I'm a big girl, I can handle rejection. But what's with the ghosting? Changed his number, didn't answer work emails, wouldn't talk to me when we crossed paths. I finally just started doing 180's and going another route if I would see him. When you are a man and you light up when a woman you like is around, give her closure when you decide she's not for you. Be a man and just tell her to move on, that you can't do it (with her!). People cry for real human experience and interactions, and then they ghost like it's something to do. Godammit, I will not let this clusterfuck experience turn me into an emotionless psychopath. I know I'm attractive and feel eyes on me all the time, I turn and look and behold! Another Mr. Right!


Very delayed flight from Montreal

It’s a rare occasion to have the aromas of a freshly baked pizza brought into a plane. I thus...

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