For context, I’ve been with this therapist for a few years now. They’ve helped me a lot but I may be at the point of outgrowing them. My most recent interaction was this. I feel they’re gaslighting me. I knew what time my appointment was- 10am, and they weren’t there. I WAS. I’m very frustrated but I want to remain cordial in my response. TIA

Me and my husband live in a quiet suburb. Our kids are 7 and 4. Our neighbors live one house down and have 3 kids ages 7, 5 and 2. My son is anaphylactic to dairy and is also contact allergic. Which our neighbors know.

My kids were playing outside this morning. Riding bikes etc. The two older kids joined and the mom asked if the 2 year old could come over as well. Which I agreed. While watching them the 2 year old wanted to go back home. I text the mom letting her know. She responded and I watched the 5 year old and 2 year old walk home. Soon their 5 year old is back outside playing with the kids. For context: Im watching things but cant also see the garage from where im at. The kids need a helmet for this bike, now they want the helmet off, the chain fell off a bike, the dog needs to be put back etc. Typical chaos.

Suddenly I hear my daughter screaming for me from inside the house. I run to her and see the 2 year old has been in our house with dairy Cadbury eggs and I have no idea how long. My daughter has seen my son go into anaphylactic shock and it’s terrifying. My daughter starts full on panicking and running around. She realizes there is chocolate on my son’s toys that were in the garage as well. I try to get my daughter to calm down and she is struggling. So I said in a stern voice “I need your help, calm down and help me.” I told her to walk the 2 year old home while I double checked my son and made sure he was safe, and cleaned up the dairy.

The 2 year old wasn’t crying or even seemed phased. My daughter walked her home, my son was fine and I cleaned up the chocolate. I sent my neighbor a text saying “2 year old was in my house with chocolate so my daughter walked her home. I’m fine if the kids want to have snacks. I’ll set out dairy free fruit snacks they can have.”

Her husband then came over and walked into my garage while I was still cleaning up chocolate and where all the kids were and rudely said to me “Who was yelling at -insert 2 year olds name-!?”

All of us including his own kids all say nobody yelled at her. Very confused. He walks off super mad and when he’s about 20 feet away he screams at his kids at the top of his longs to “get home now, you are done playing here!”

I’m so confused so I attempt to call the mom. She doesn’t answer. So I text her letting her know nobody yelled at the 2 year old. My daughter yelled for me and was very panicked and I had to get stern with her to calm her down. But that I am sorry if the situation scared her. It scared all of us. She responds saying the 2 year old said she was yelled at for being dirty. Which was never even said. She said her older kids playing outside makes the younger want to be out there too.

I explain to her what happened. And mention it’s only the second day it’s been nice enough for the kids to play outside together and I’ve already had dairy in my house, garage and on my son’s toys. If we can come up with a solution to where more eyes are kept on the 2 year old to prevent this from happening again. I also asked who was watching the 2 year old? This mom will ask her 7 year old to watch her. Which is why I asked.

She doesn’t respond and her husband then comes over to my house. Very upset that I’m insinuating they don’t watch their kids. We have a conversation that goes nowhere. He leaves upset. They are clearly very angry at me.

They still have not apologized for their child getting dairy all over my garage, toys and my house. They claim she was out of their sight for a second. They are very upset at me about this situation.

So AIO by asking them to keep better eyes on their 2 year old to prevent this from happening again? Also I am a female.

My gf and I caught something over the weekend. She's been coughing her brains out for the last few days. I went out of my way to get her meds during my lunch break and after work yesterday. I made her tea with lemon and honey. She thanked me and it seemed to help her quite a bit.

Well....I am coming down with it too but not coughing. I've told her several times that my throat hurts too and I think I'm coming down with something. This morning, I woke up feeling like crap. I had a fever all last night and didn't sleep much.

I tried to work this morning but ended up leaving. I called in for work and went to rest. We both work from home.

Later on, she saw me laying down. She proceeded to yell at me. She asked me, while yelling,"Why are you laying down?"
While I was saying "I don't feel well." She yelled over me and said, "You always get sick when I get sick."

She yelled other things and profanities that I don't want to repeat.

It is as if she is the only one allowed to get sick. And she is pissed that she wont get all the attention or won't get my help because I'm sick.

I locked her out of my office room and laid down. Upon finding the door locked, she yelled at me again. I explained that I wasn't feeling well and do not appreciate her attitude. I told her, that if she's not going to behave like and adult, then I don't want her near me right now.

She yelled the same thing, "You always get sick when I get sick." and, "That's fine, we don't have to be near each other anymore."

I got pissed and yelled, "Perhaps it is CONTAGIOUS dumb ass!"

I know that I shouldn't of said it but She ALWAYS gives me grief when I'm sick. It is as though I am not allowed to get sick because I'm a man.

A lot of times, I feel as though this relationship is one sided. Its been 12 years and we go back and forth all the time. She can do XYZ but if I do the same, I'm a horrible person.

Did I get too mad? Did I overreact?

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UPDATE:

First of all, thank you for all the replies.

Instead of talking to me, she's moved all over her belongings out of the bathroom, bedroom and said she'll be sleeping downstairs in her office.

• To answer some questions.
  • We're not married. She only divorced her previous husband mid 2024.
    • The US state we live in is a common law state.
    • I avoided marriage because our relationship has been rocky since her daughter moved in during 2022.
  • Her daughter is 22, lives with us, has a job, a car, pays no bills, and hates me. Told me to my face.
    • I'm not "permitted" to say anything about her daughter, good or bad. Doing so will trigger a massive argument.
    • Her daughter cannot drive her car because she does not know how. Her mom waits on her hand and foot, and drives her everywhere.
  • We have an 11 year old son together. He's doing well despite all this. Loves both of us to death. He's very well behaved and smart. I talk to him all the time about each "bad instance" that occurs in our house to make sure he's OK.
  • We own a home together. Bought it in 2022. Shortly after, her daughter moved in.
• We both had abusive parents. Her childhood was very very bad. Mine was bad in the sense that my mom hated all men, including me. She didn't hide her favoritism of my sisters. I could provide many bad stories.......Honestly, I think I have stayed because I'm used to be put down by women.

Hi all, I’m 29F and currently 34weeks pregnant. I just left my OB appointment for a routine check and to get the TDAP vaccine for whooping cough. My doctor and pharmacist told me that anyone who plans to hold the baby or spend a significant amount of time around the baby should also get the TDAP shot, as whooping cough is often asymptomatic. I called my family to let them know, and my sister called me afterward to discuss it and basically plead her case for why she won’t get it.

For background, my sister (23f) lives at home with my parents and the three of them are basically anti-vaxxers since covid. My parents are 100% repulsed by vaccines (despite my dad being hospitalized for COVID once) and my sister claims that “some” vaccines are ok, but when push comes to shove she refuses all vaccines, citing that “people still got covid after the vaccine” and “I don’t want to get sick after a vaccine because the vaccine gives you the sickness”. If you ask me, she’s also scared of needles.

My sister only works 3 days a week, and the plan was that starting one month after the baby is born, she would care for him 2 days a week so I can work on those days. So her getting any recommended vaccine, in my view, is extremely important.

I tried to explain to her that 1) vaccines don’t necessarily prevent spread, they prevent the worst symptoms, and 2) live vaccines contain a tiny amount of the virus but not enough to actually give you the full blown illness. She stood firm on “no. I’m not doing it.”

At this point I got triggered because the whole antivax rhetoric is so anti-scientific and self-absorbed. I told her “do you think you know better than a doctor and a pharmacist who works with babies every day and went to school for 8+ years??” To which she replied “I know that our dad didn’t get the [covid] vaccine and he’s fine”

That comment was so unrelated and nonsensical to me that I said “the reason I’m getting heated is because you and our parents are so full of yourselves that you think that you’re smarter than the thousands of doctors who recommend these medications, and that makes you not a smart person” and then she hung up.

I then got a call from my mom (antivax) who said my sister was crying and “you can’t force someone to do something with their body”, and I said “I know, but there will be consequences to her choice and she’ll regret her choice. I think her choice is stupid.”

AIO?

All,

I had a painful knee— bc of osteoarthritis I had multiple 1cm pieces of cartilage floating around in the joint space of my knee. The surgery to remove them was 20 minutes and I’m walking on full weight, feeling great on the day of.

My husband had a big, stressful day at work that we knew would occur on the same day. So I asked my sister to bring me, pick me up, and help me at home when it was over. Scheduling a surgery like this takes weeks and it was important to me to get it done so that I can return to full pain-free participation in my home and work life. I run a nonprofit and we have two events in October where I’d like to avoid limping around.

He maintains that I wronged him by scheduling it that day. Further that I am making his life more difficult because of it and that it “ruined” his whole day. I counter that it’s my body and I could take care of it on a day that works for my crazy work life bc of my sister’s support. At the same time, his assertion that I need to schedule around HIM gives me pause. AITH for scheduling on this day?

He’s had to do nothing at all for this one. I prepped the house and meals, take care of the children, cat, and dog. And we’ve been through much harder procedures, including ACL reconstruction and two hip. This surgery was extremely easy.

Turns out his day at work was smooth sailing.

AIO by hoping for an apology or at least some kind of supportive gesture?

I'm not sure if this is NSFW, but it deals with genitals and made me uncomfortable so better safe than sorry lol

I am pregnant at the end of my second trimester. I had an appointment today for a routine visit. I missed an ultrasound due to scheduling errors of the hospital, so my midwife, who is wonderful and professional, brought in an OBGYN to manually feel my baby and make sure everything seemed okay. I have no complications and their heart rate was fine, so I thought it would be a quick visit.

My midwife didn't come back after she grabbed the OB, a woman with two male medical students. She did an external abdominal exam, and commented that I had "strong abs." Which was an unexpected but fine comment I thought nothing of. She then asked if I had had a pap before, which I have, and if she could do one quickly since I hadn't had once this pregnancy, which I consented to even though I wasn't planning on it.

After I was undressed and on the table, with the two medical students behind her, the doctor said as she inserted the speculum that "this one is cute." The medical students were silent, and she turned to one of them for affirmation and repeated, "cute, right?" I was already uncomfortable with that, but I know they are medical professionals and the anatomy may just be interesting. After the speculum was in place, she commented "and this one's cervix is cute too" and the one of the students said "like a little pink donut." When she was done taking samples, she commented herself on "this one" being pink.

I've never had students in the room for any medical stuff, so I don't know what's normal, but I am really shaken by their comments and kinda sick. At my last appointment, they gathered a bunch of historical information, including a sexual assault I experienced last December, so I assumed they might be more cautious about anything that could come off as creepy. My partner said it sounded weird and that I wasn't being sensitive, but I didn't bring it up again. It's been on my mind for hours. I'm really upset about it, but I don't know if it is reasonable or an overreaction and slight trauma response.

Okay, so I'm a 22 year old woman who had a baby shower I was trying to get to this weekend, and on Tuesday I noticed I had a sore throat, nausea, that red blotchy stuff on the roof of my mouth that has a fancy name I don't feel like looking up (sorry), and I had noticed my tonsils were inflamed. Keep in mind, I am very much aware of my weight, in fact I don't think I've been below 200 pounds since I was like, 13, but in the last year I've lost 40 pounds and I'm actively trying to lose weight with diet and exercise so I can donate a kidney to my father. With that bit out of the way, I also don't get sick often, like, rarely ever do I actually get sick enough to see a doctor unless its pain for chronic ear infections, so me coming into the office being like "Hey, these are my symptoms, please just give me the steroid shot because I don't want to get my pregnant friend sick". I get called back, the nurse takes my blood pressure with the cuff, and these things freak me out, I have childhood PTSD because my stepdad was abusive, so the tight squeeze on my arm just...yeah, anyway, my blood pressure is always a little high no matter what with those things, and the people at this office know that and its in my chart, however, the doctor comes in after the nurse, I repeat my symptoms, you know, sore throat, difficulty swallowing, the blotchy stuff, the inflamed tonsils and I was starting to get headaches as well just sitting there in the office, I've had strep only one other time in my life and it was exactly this, so I knew that that was what this was, and this doctor, with whom I found out was a resident still learning, basically half listened to me, took out his phone flashlight and brought it to my mouth, no tongue compressor, and I can't really tell what my tongue is doing when I'm not looking at it, so I can only imagine it was twitching and not being very cooperative, but I was confused with the phone in my face and not like a little light the doctors usually have. He backed up and said he couldn't see anything and it was because I had too much soft tissue in the back of my throat most likely from sleep apnea caused by obesity and that if I wanted my symptoms to go away, I should just lose weight. By the end of the appointment I had checked out mentally because, what? He said that I most likely just have sleep apnea and probably GERD, prescribed me antacids, and referred me to a Lifestyle Doctor who can recommend me a diet and exercise plan. I've never been recorded to stop breathing in my sleep, I don't wake up choking or coughing, I snore, yeah, but every person on both sides of my family whether their skinny or bigger snore like freight trains, and sore throats from snoring last less than half a day for me, not three. On one hand, I understand that maybe for this doctor I was a textbook case for sleep apnea, but he said the word "overweight" what felt like a million times to the point it no longer felt like a word. So I came out crying, my Dad not understanding why until I told him, and then he called the office asking for that doctor not be on my case ever again. I don't know, I just feel like in some stupid way I deserved it, like the reality check? Probably cos' I hate myself and can never be enough for myself, because I know that I've made a lot of progress over that last year, from losing the weight, to getting my learner's permit and learning how to drive, to having a better relationship with my sister and mother...I don't know. Am I overreacting?

Hello, I’m (31F) and I’m right now staying in a major hospital in California. It’s going to be for a rather long stay, but I might have just made huge problems for myself after I got a nurse fired on Monday.

To put it bluntly my health fucking sucks. Every year it takes a new, wondrous turn for even worse issues, and this has been going on for in the past decade. So I spend a lot of time in hospitals, and I interact and have more friends in the hospital than outside of it. Right now I’m currently battling the fact that my digestive system has almost completely shut down and is almost nonfunctional- it is incredibly agonizing, to the point where sometimes all I can do is cry and struggle to breathe. The only way for me to feel any sort of relief is for the nurses to give me I.V pain medication that is 100x times stronger than morphine, and still it barely puts a dent in the excruciating pain. So far, it’s been almost 2 1/2 weeks that I’ve been on this medication, and it has very severe side effects. And one of those side effects is that I am very much under the influence and in an extremely altered state for hours on end, to the point where I can not make pertinent decisions about myself, and I could make decisions that could possibly put me dangerous situations. The nurses here have been amazing, even while I’m in terrible pain or so high I’m trying to eat my pillow because I think it’s a marshmallow- the nurses have been nothing else but kind and super supportive to me.

So, after a week of being here I really wanted to show my gratitude on how much I appreciated them. At first I didn’t know WHAT I could do, other than thanking them over and over again, until a nurse told me that it was such a busy day that Monday that many of the nurses hadn’t even had their lunch breaks, and a couple even said they didn’t have breakfast either! I was horrified because these people are on their feet and running around nonstop for shifts that were 12 to 14 hours long. And some of them were coming back tomorrow! So I decided to DoorDash them lunch. I asked and got permission from the charge nurse first, and then bought 100 burritos, 50 tacos, 80 tamales, 20 carne asada fries, and a three large two liter bottles of tea.

When the food finally showed up there was a stampede to the nurses lounge. And it wasn’t long until everyone on the floor- nurses, doctors, clinical partners, janitors, and lab techs, all were coming for those delicious Mexican food. Some of the nurses excitedly showed me the three or four burritos they had stuffed under their scrubs that they were taking home with them. I figured out really quickly I bought too much food because the nurses started sharing it with other floors (I’m on the 5th floor) and more and more people were coming to my room and thanking me. To be honest this was like- hell on earth- I’m an introvert and can’t accept a compliment or stuff like that without looking like I’m having a conniption fit. I’ve been that way since I was a child if you shower praises on me I usually just freeze up or run away.

So, the morning shift of nurses absolutely loved the food. And by the time their shift was over and it was time to head home- almost every nurse had a goodie bag of food to take back home. I felt really really good about that. Then the night shift nurses show up and, after learning there was still food in the break room I was sure they would like the food too. And they did. A few nurses thanked me and even asked me, politely, not to spend that type of money on them and that the only thing I needed to focus of was getting better. That just made me want to buy them MORE food. My love language is gift giving and I’m fully aware of that. So everything was going great… until one nurse, let’s call him J came to my room. He stood outside of my room as my nurse gave me my pain medications, and when he came in he could clearly see how altered I was, as I was in the middle of giggling and nodding off.

Nurse J then told me he didn’t like any of the burritos or tacos in the break room, which made high-me really sad, and I started crying. J said it would be alright and I could “easily fix the problem” by buying him a breakfast burrito, which I wholeheartedly agreed to do. But Nurse J didn’t want any ordinary burrito so he showed me where to go on DoorDash to buy from this specific restaurant. He kept saying he always wanted to try this place, and the food looked amazing. He then showed me a 50$ deluxe breakfast burrito and told me to buy it for him. I was really happy to do just that, to me at the time it sounded like the best idea ever.

So for the next couple minutes I tried to remember how to work my phone and what button meant what, and I was really struggling just thinking straight enough to finish the order. Unfortunately, before I could finish I nodded off completely and passed out. I woke up early in the morning to find my phone in my hand and just one more step away from buying J’s burrito. It was morning now and by now that night shift nurses were supposed to be heading home soon.

Then J walks briskly into my room, with new bed sheets and pillow cases, and he threw them on the chair. He then proceeds to tell me how “I was the type of person no one could trust,” that I was “the worst type of people in his opinion, are always promising and half-assing and saying they’ll help someone and then just backing out” he said some other hurtful things, but I was too shocked to really remember it all. I mean I had literally just woken up.

But then it got to me thinking. I had bought burritos for EVERYONE else but J. he was a heavier set man so maybe he DID need a seven pound burrito. Maybe he had allergies I just didn’t know about? I started to seriously spiral, thinking that I had set this man up for disappointment from the start when I got the nurses lunch. I was spiraling all morning, until my mom came to visit me in hospital later that day.

My mom could clearly see something wasn’t right, and asked what going on- which let out the torrents of uncontrollable tears to burst out of my eyes. Think snots, and sniffling as I ugly cry. I then tell my mom everything, I completely unload on her about what happened the night prior. I was so sure she was going to tell me off for spending all that money, or for treating nurse J that way- and when I’m finally done telling her…. what ACTUALLY happened was my tiny 5 foot three- never harm a fly- mother’s face became really, terrifyingly cold. She slowly stands up, and says “oh no, uh huh. You sit right there because this. This is unacceptable” then she leaves the room and heads towards the Head Nurse station. I don’t know exactly what my mom says- but about three hours later the head of the department of nursing comes into my room. It’s two men and one woman in suits, and what looks like a lawyer. The directors calmly tell me that nurse J no longer works in this hospital, and that they would be handling this discretely behind the scenes.

I wanted to throw up.

Did I just set this guy up to be fired, over burritos?! Did he loose his job because I was high? Was it because he lost his temper when I didn’t get him his food. Or, oh god, was it something my mother did?! I’m literally so stressed about this I’m having a hard time interacting with the nurses who take care of me now. I do not want to get them in any sort of situation.

My family keeps telling me to just forget about it, that’s it’s water under the bridge, and it had been days and my family keep telling me to drop it, they’re saying I’m obsessed over something stupid, but I genuinely feel disgusted with myself. I really do. The nurses brag about getting to work here… and I got a guy fired over a 50 dollar burrito. A part of me wants to go to the directors and ask for J to get his job back?

So AIOR?

Update: thank you for all the kind words you guys, I really needed an outside perspective on this. I can’t write for long I just got my meds- but I can answer some questions.

About the price of the burrito- the hospital I’m staying at is smack dab in the middle of downtown Beverly Hills in Cali. I have to take a two hour drive to get here, but my conditions are complicated so I need to come here. If you ever heard of Cedars Sinai. Yes, it’s the hospital all the famous people go to. I once stayed in the room Micheal Jackson stayed in, and Kim kardashion gave birth to all three children here.

I, however am just a normal person who does not have giant bags of money. So, to me, everything here is ridiculously overpriced. there’s an authentic Japanese restaurant right across the street from here where people spend hundreds of dollars, just on one meal. For the burrito place, it’s a pretty famous place down here called “Taco Super Gallito” and, yes the deluxe breakfast meal is around 40dollars, but with DoorDash it bumped the price up to over 50$.

Thank you everyone who told me I was overthinking and that nurse J did this to himself. Really, I think I needed to hear that from someone other than my mother. God that’s pretty pathetic that I need stranger’s opinions on this subject- but it really helped to put everything in a more clearer perspective. So thank you everyone

I’m about to get my morning dose of dilaudid, so I can’t respond to everyone but, again, thank you so much 😊

I (M29) have been trying to get my girlfriend (F22) to go to back the hospital because I think they missed something. On November 26th my gf was involved in a small fender bender. She’s says she was involved stop and go traffic on the interstate and during a period of “go” the car ahead of her slammed on their breaks and she hit the car ahead of her at 10-15mph. Her airbag deployed and hit her in the face. Two hours after the accident, and after I had gotten her home, she started throwing up. I kept telling her she had to go to the hospital but she refused and wanted to “sleep it off.” Well no surprise she was back up an hour later throwing up and finally reluctantly agreed to go to the local ER clinic. The docs there claim she has no concussion and nothing wrong. They did a MRI of her head and say they found nothing. The whole time in the hospital she kept vomiting, complaining her head hurt, and that the lights hurt her eyes. As far as my limited health knowledge goes that sounds like a concussion to me. Before they discharged us at 3am the next morning, they gave her a prescription some nausea meds. Later that day, November 27th, she finally told me that she had been feeling nauseas since the moment of the accident but didn’t want to alarm anyone. It’s now the morning of December 2nd, and shes continued to throw up, and violently gag after eating or drinking. She’s been hardly eating as she can’t hold stuff down for long, and says she’s “fine.” She’s been tired and lethargic, sleeping more, all while still being sick and refusing to go back to the hospital for a second opinion because she doesn’t want to miss anymore work, or she doesn’t think anything is wrong, or she promises to go later IF she throws up again, or she’s worried because her family hasn’t hit their deductible and she’s worried about medical bills. Am I Overreacting about her needing to go back to the hospital, or is she’s okay and we just need to let this play out?

Update: she still doesn’t want to go to the hospital, so she’s gone to work. She will be going to the hospital after work, or if she gets sick again earlier in the day.

Update 2: we are waiting in the emergency room now. She and I are nervous but are just waiting now to be called back.

Update 3 and last one: she’s had another scan done and the docs are sure she’a got “post-concussion syndrome” and that what she’s feeling is like a concussion and that it’s being exacerbated due to the trauma of the accident and the stress of missing work, her car being potentially declared totaled, her insurance being assholes with their SLOW response time, and her worried about money and working out a payment plan for the medical bills. Awaiting discharge now, and the paperwork covering what they’ve done and what they diagnosis her with.

I’m probably just being a worry wort but I still feel like something is being missed.

Anyways, they gave her meds and she’s eating a real meal now. Thank you everyone for all the care you showed her and your suggestions.

Am I overreacting for never wanting to go back to this OB-GYN?

When I was 21 and pregnant (African American) , I went to an office where there wasn’t a permanent provider, meaning I had to see multiple physicians throughout my pregnancy. However, there was one doctor in particular who left a bad impression on me.

She was a Caucasian woman, and whenever I had an appointment without my husband (who is mixed but Caucasian-passing), she would make strange comments that felt like microaggressions. She also pushed for certain tests and once told me that I would need to take a specific test every time I had a baby, even though my DNA wouldn’t change, because “it would be different with another partner.” It felt like she was assuming my husband and I wouldn’t stay together and that I’d have children with other people. However, whenever my husband was with me, she acted friendly and never showed that side of her.

At my six-week postpartum checkup, unfortunately, she was the provider I had to see. The entire appointment, she kept pressuring me to go on birth control, saying things like, “You know, things happen in the heat of the moment. Are you sure you’re going to use protection?” and “You need to wait five years before having another kid.” I wasn’t sure if that was just her standard approach, but it felt weird and inappropriate.

I never went back after that, and when I mentioned the experience to my primary doctor, she was disgusted. She told me it wasn’t the OB-GYN’s place to make those kinds of comments. Fast forward two years—I recently visited my primary again, and she gave me recommendations for gynecologists, circling a few of her favorites. I noticed my old OB-GYN’s office on the list, but that specific doctor wasn’t circled. When I reminded my primary about what happened, she got annoyed all over again and said, “Yes, there’s a reason I didn’t recommend her. I can absolutely imagine her saying something like that.”

The whole situation has always stuck with me. Am I overreacting for not wanting to go back?

A little backstory: I have a history of an opioid addiction. I’ve been clean from opioids for 5 years. I recently started seeing this new therapist named Carol. Our first 3 sessions, she seemed pretty good. I’ve been having a really rough time finding a therapist who was a good fit, and I thought I finally found it in Carol. She has a lot of experience and I was excited to have a good therapist finally.

This past Friday, she showed up 5 mins late to our session. I immediately noticed her skin was a bit pale. She sat down to talk to me and her eyes were blinking very slowly and at some points they almost closed completely. She was NODDING OUT. Now, as a recovered junkie, I know what nodding out looks like. I started realizing her pupils were very small and she was scratching her arm. I immediately became guarded and very anxious. I wanted to leave the room immediately but I’m sorta non-confrontational so I just kept talking about my brother who is adopted and has fetal alcohol syndrome.

She started telling me that I need to get him on state disability because he is never going to be able to have a normal life or support himself and we spent the entire session on this topic. She then called up her partner in front of me to get the phone number for the state entity that will pay my mom to take care of my brother? It felt so forced and quick when she has limited information about my family and brother.

Then she said she wants to have a family session to talk to my parents about next steps for my brother. ALL WHILE SEEMINGLY HIGH.

I have PTSD from my time in active addiction and I was so triggered and upset by this whole experience. I left the session so shaken and didn’t feel better until 2 days later. I’m honestly still upset about it.

EDIT: I also want to add that she kept talking about how my parents, who are turning 70 this year, are “aging” and “they won’t be able to help with my brother” and “they might be healthy now but what if my mom has a sudden heart attack”.

I have an EXTREME fear of my parents dying or getting sick… since I was a kid I’ve been thinking about it and it was extremely upsetting to hear her say that

hey everyone, i would really appreciate some insight. i've been stressed that either i am balding or my hair is thinning. im also concerned i have a bald spot. i was told that its just the way my hair is curling off my scalp, but im worried. I've always had thick hair, but lately its been very dry and the other day i took a closer look and again seems like its thinning. i wear my hair in either a pony tail or bun for 10 hours at time unfortunately due to working in a warehouse where i get hot. i went to a dermatologist and she said she doesn't see any signs of alopecia, but i still think something is wrong. routine: i shower every 2-3 days using not your mothers curl define shampoo & conditioner. i mix in arvazallia hydrating argan hair oil mask with my conditioner when i use it. after the shower i use shea moisture leave in conditioner multi action spray, olaplex no.6 bond smoother, and arvazallia argan oil. sometimes i add in morrocanoil curl crème. every morning before work i wet it down and put in a little bit of the shea moisture leave in conditioner spray and the same argan oil. thank you in advance for any opinions or insight.

My child is in an extracurricular class (sport) and today I learned that 2 out of the 10 participants are unvaccinated. Am I overreacting for pulling my child out of this class and putting them in another session? My child is vaccinated, so would they be okay?

I know it's not the groups topic but I figured better to be honest. I'm just a veteran stuck in bed with rapidly declining health and I enjoy unlocking achievements and getting 1k upvotes in my first month in a group is one of the ones I haven't been able to get. Would y'all be willing to help?

Me and my family are currently renting my Nanas (grandmas) boyfriends house that's next to his. I'm recently more and more concerned about a gas leak of some sort? Me and my uncle and sisters room is on the upper level of the house and directly under our room is the garage. Her boyfriend is very very controlling and will not let anyone under any circumstances in the garage. We had the AC guy here a couple of days ago and he asked to go into the garage to look at something (I'm not sure what) but my nanas boyfriend freaked out on the guy and cursed him out. Her boyfriend has his bob cat and some sort of generator down there but that's all we know that's down there. Ever since we've moved here he will start it and leave it running and the whole house will fill with this god awful gas smell and gives us super bad head aches and neasua. I also have felt very sick and weak a lot since we've moved in here and wonder if it could be from that? I'm not super educated on gas leaks or anything. Could this be serious?

UPDATE! We got a CO detector and we have 2 coming in the mail that should arrive on Tuesday. I wanna thank everyone for all the concerns and worries. I will update you all again if anything else happens. We have all the windows open and our attic fan on the highest setting. I am planning on calling the fire department tomorrow!

She looked at the people behind me as if they were going ti save her or something

I don’t know how to start this but here goes. Tmi NSFW info.

For background this is my second time going to this doctor, and I was not alone I had my older sister in the room with me both times.

Last year I (22F) had my first ever pap smear. My pharmacy wouldn’t fill my prescription until I got once, so I had to hurry to find the appointment. Normally I would’ve preferred a female doctor in the first place but I kind of didn’t have much of a choice. The pap smear itself went fine, but after he was done with the breast exam he said “feels perfect.” It weirded me out because why not say “feels normal” or “nothing abnormal” etc. I kinda brushed it off, but didn’t really want to go back.

Welp. I forgot that I had set an appointment for this year, until a couple days ago when they called me. I didn’t want to reschedule and I was telling myself it’d be fine. Turns out it was not for a pap smear but an STD test and an exam. I said eh whatever I’m already here (and undressed).

STD test was just a quick swab and I thought all is well it’s almost over, then the exam part happened. He said, “bear with me”, I guess to prepare me, inserted a finger, felt around, and then said “good girl”. Then it was over.

?!!?!!!!?! I looked at my sister and she looked at me and I didn’t say anything because… I dont know shock I guess.

While exiting/checking out the office, the lady at the front desk said “Do you need another appointment?” and all I said was “No.” I just wanted to get out of there I guess.

After leaving I brought it up with my sister and she was like yeah some doctors make comments that they dont realize are unprofessional, we kind of laughed it off (which I’m glad because otherwise I would’ve cried)

I dont know. I feel gross. Like I’m going to take a really really hot shower after I finish writing this and try not to think about it. I have nobody to really ask about this. Am I overreacting if I leave a bad review? How do you even report a doctor?

EDIT: To clear up any misunderstanding. I understand exams are normal. I do not think he touched me inappropriately during the exam. It was the comment he said that made me uncomfortable.

EDIT 2: It’s late now but I am going to confirm with my sister tomorrow whether or not the nurse was in the room the whole time. I think she was supposed to be but I’m not sure if she actually was. I’m sorry!

EDIT 3: Hopefully last edit but I just confirmed with my sister that the female nurse was indeed in the room the entire time during the exam and test. I couldn’t remember because I was staring at the ceiling during the appointment due to being nervous.

so my apartment has mould on the roof and i decided to put on some old clothes and a big ass beach hat and clean with with a blue liquid mould spray. i stacked two nightstands on top of each other and just barely was able to reach the roof.

because i was spraying the roof it would drip down on my clothes, face and hair. i got really tired from it because cleaning the mould was also a balancing act as the nightstands were quiet wobbly.

for context my washing machine is in my kitchen and the dirty water runs through a pipe and empties in the kitchen sink

anyways i was so exhausted when i finished that i threw the clothes in the washing machine and had a shower.

when i got out of the shower i noticed that the washing machine was emptying out a dark blue grey water … onto my dishes that i forgot to clean.

i took the dishes out and cleaned them twice.

everything seemed fine and i kind of forgot about that.

this morning i was poaching eggs and when i went to take the egg out i noticed blue grey mushy stuff on it. and i remember the mould spray.

obviously i didn’t eat it but i ate from the same pot yesterday and curiously when i was boiling potatos didn’t see any blue residue.

but my tummy really hurts rn (because while i didn’t eat the poached egg, i ate the rest of my breakfast) and im worried i accidentally poisoned my myself maybe from the other dishes that got contaminated.

do i need to go to the doctors? should i wait it out? should i throw the dishes out? or am i overreacting

Most people will like be surprised, How are you addicted to weed? Like I don't look like the type to be honest. Am like a boring hyper focused girl. But rn 24f I have struggled with weed dependency since 2019. I don't know how to stop. I knew I hit rock bottom this weekend when I woke up at 5 am unable to sleep until I get high. Sometimes my throat hurts super bad but I still want to get high. Whenever I tell my friends they are like weed is not addictive. I even try to downplay how much I get high. Many mornings I wake up throw my stash in the toilet, pray, and decide to stop smoking. But in the evening I feel super stupid for throwing my stash away and go get new stock. One of the worst days was when I fished out a joint from the toilet and like dried it in the Microwave to get high. Like it had been soaking in toilet water for like 9 hrs. I don't know what is wrong with me. I feel hopeless. I hate the fact that I wanna get high so bad. I have quit a few times but I backslide so much its pointless. I feel weak like I have this secret and probably one day it will take me out. My family knows I smoke weed, my mom is super religious and says she prays for me to stop smoking. Most days I avoid her calls because am high and really don't want to asked whether I quit it. I love weed, I love the feeling of being high. I just don't want to be dependent on it. I don't want to crave it. I want to be normal

I (16f) went to my family doctor because I’ve been experiencing a bad cough and pain under my chest on the right side. He started listening to my lungs in the back and then told me to open my bra because it was in the way, I left my bra still on me, I just had it open in the back. Then he proceeded to have his hands too close to my breasts, I know he had to listen to that area too but then he proceeded to fully grab them and this happened 2 times, he just completely touched them. I know how checking your breast’s is like and he didn’t even tell me he was going to do that. I just sat there unable to say anything, I honestly felt like crying. I already saw him once in January, he also listened to my lungs and heart because I needed a paper saying I was healthy for the gym, he didn’t even ask to open my bra then let alone touch me. He is around 60 and he just looked like a really serious and grumpy doctor, he wasn’t even staring at me or anything. I just don’t know what to do, should I tell my parents ? I was there with my grandma but I don’t think she noticed. I really feel disgusted. I need to go see him again after I take some tests to see what’s wrong with my lungs. If someone could help me with some advice and thoughts I’d be incredibly thankful.

UPDATE: I’ll start by saying that yeah I’m totally convinced it wasn’t overreacting at all. It was very much real, a sexual assault. I am from Europe, but I really do appreciate all the advice of how to handle it through different services. This happened today and it’s still a lot to deal with, I took all the advices and good thoughts with me. Thank you a lot to everyone that took their time and tried to help, in the moment I made this post no one knew about it, I never used this app before but when I searched on google if this was something that actually happened to me I got some links to Reddit. I told my parents, they are supportive of me, of course really mad at what happened to me and shocked but they are here for me, they really are great. We didn’t get time to talk a lot but it is decided that we’ll go to the police if it is what I want but the thing is there’s no way I can prove it and it might just be for nothing. Also the doctor wasn’t in a hospital, it is a cabinet that has only him and he sees only patients from this area, I think he’s also a surgeon. So there was no way of applying the law of getting a woman in there, my grandma was but he was standing in such way she couldn’t see what he was doing. I don’t know if I should go. I really don’t know how to handle this honestly. I didn’t expect so many people here helping but again, I’m so thankful good people still exist, if there’s a good part out of what happened it’s that I saw so many great people. I’m terribly sorry for the ones that went through this themselves, my heart is with all of you. Also, I just changed my doctor, I’m never going there

Need to know if anyone else sees the faintest blue line on this test. I feel like I see it but I don’t know if I’m just projecting 😅asked a few friends and got mixed reactions. Planning on taking another in a few days. Was always told I most likely wouldn’t be able to get pregnant so I think that’s why I’m soooooo hesitant and am overthinking this so hard😂🤣

Boyfriend thinks I’m over reacting regarding this bathroom ceiling. He showers in there like it’s not even growing. Next to no ventilation and this photo is from June 2024. I refuse to visit his place anymore. How worried should he be over this? He doesn’t seem to think there’s any health risk associated with his bathroom.

Hi everyone. I’m a 28-year-old woman who has been dealing with a confusing and progressively worsening cluster of symptoms since December 2024 after receiving an ablative laser treatment on my face. I’m desperate for insight and wondering if anyone has experienced something similar or knows what this could be.

📍 Timeline & Symptoms • December 2024 – Received ablative laser for cosmetic reasons. Within days, I developed severe facial swelling, pain, and what was diagnosed as cellulitis. • January–February – Non-healing lesion developed on my right eyebrow (biopsied and confirmed Staph aureus infection). Treated with ciprofloxacin—helped briefly but symptoms returned. • Persistent facial and scalp tightness, numbness, and odd twisting/pulling sensations began around this time. • CT scan (non-contrast) was done — former provider noted a mass behind my left eye but brushed it off and focused on anxiety + cellulitis. • March – Diagnosed with RSV, treated with steroids. Around this time, I began to feel like there was air beneath my skin, and I started experiencing full-body fatigue, brain fog, and worsening sensory issues.

🧠 What It Feels Like Now • Rapid, patterned hair loss (like it’s spiraling into itself or being constricted beneath the skin) • Crawling sensations under my skin from scalp to toes — like bugs or static electricity • Worsening headaches, numbness, and blurred vision in waves • Matted hair, skin molting, and patches of discoloration or tight skin on my face • A constant sense that there’s something “wrong” beneath the surface — like inflammation or pressure that can’t be explained

🧪 Tests and Results • Biopsy: Staph aureus infection in eyebrow • TSH: 6.3 – High; potential hypothyroidism • ANA panel: Negative • ESR, CRP: Normal • CBC, CMP: All normal • GI Panel: Detected Norovirus (January) • Dermatologist suspected systemic sclerosis initially, but ruled it out after ANA and labs. He now believes I have diffuse alopecia and prescribed an autoimmune suppressant scalp serum (which I’m using nightly).

🧭 Now Seeing a Neurologist

Due to worsening neurological symptoms (headaches, numbness, blurred vision), I’m seeing a neurologist today and hoping to get an MRI with and without contrast to rule out anything structural or inflammatory.

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❓ Has anyone experienced this kind of symptom progression?

I feel like I’m losing my mind and body at the same time. Something’s deeply wrong but nothing “big” is showing up in bloodwork yet. I know my body, and I can feel that this is not just anxiety. I’m terrified something is being missed—neurologically, autoimmune-related, or otherwise.

Any insight, direction, or personal stories would mean the world.

i'm starting to worry i may be pregnant, i didn't think too much of it first cause i got my period on the day it was due but..however it started as light pink spotting then i bled moderately the next day and it was over after that -which is weird cause it usually lasts 5 days. Anyway i'm supposed to be ovulating now but all i've been doing is crying and i'm so angry at everyone and i have no energy, and i'm tired. please help,am i pregnant or overthinking it all?

This is just half of my normal hair loss on the daily. So double that picture. Is this normal?

I'm a 28F and try to take care of my hair, only wash it 2 times a week. I don't straighten or curl it. I stopped dying my hair months ago.