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Son has a peanut allergy, school continues to give him or allow him to get peanuts.
This has been an ongoing issue since the second day of school, where he was given peanut butter crackers. We sort of brushed it off as a new school year, new students, teachers a bit frazzled dealing with first graders no real big deal. His allergy isn't really severe but still not fun to deal with and can potentially become life threatening.
We had already informed the school of his allergy before the year started and even talked directly to the teacher about it because the default snack during the day if no other parents brought in a snack in peanut butter crackers. We even offered to purchase a special alternative for him, but they said it was unnecessary as they have other alternatives.
So we figured the issue was over when a few weeks later it happened again, this time they claimed he grabbed another students snack and ran off to eat it before they could stop him. Now my little one can be a little bit of a hard head and I can potentially see this happening so again we talked to him about peanuts and how dangerous they are to him. He continued to adamantly deny doing that and said Mrs gave them to him.
We then decide a meeting with the principal is in order, not to blame the teacher or accuse her of lying but to hopefully get this under control. Again a few weeks of no more issues, then it happened again.
Once again the story is "he grabbed it and ran off and ate the whole package before we caught him". Okay so a 6 year old managed to grab an unopened package of crackers, elude a teacher and an aide and eat the whole package before he's caught? He's crying and swearing to us he was given them, and after so many incidents we have to start believing him.
Another meeting with the principal and teacher gets us a "Do not worry! This won't happen again". We have another long sit down with our son to explain that even if it's given to you, ask to make sure it doesn't have peanuts or other nuts in it.
Then, the very next school day (the meeting was on Friday) he's given another snack of peanut butter crackers but this time he asks if there is nuts in it and then he's given the alternative. We figure it kind of sucks that the kid has to be the adult right here but at the end of the day he's learning to ask about nuts. We send an email to the principal detailing the issue and say that the next stop is the school board if he is given peanuts again. We get a response back "if he's asking now what's the problem? He should have known to ask to begin with. We are teachers not parents."
We have no issues for a while until this week. Some parent brought in PB&J sandwiches for snack time and he was given one. He forgot to ask about nuts but thought "it was only in the crackers". We find out the parent was aware of a nut allergy in the class (it's on the parent snack sheet) and brought in just a jelly one that was made separate from the peanut butter one's. He was not given this one. We spent a day at the hospital.
We've had endless talks with him about nuts and do our best to teach him but some of the blame has to be on the teachers here right? Do schools not have an obligation to deal with allergies? The school lunch seems to have zero issues with this and has never given him a nut when there are several things on the menu rotation that contain them. He gets a special tray that was no where near any nuts. This is in Indiana, any help is appreciated.
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To the girl that I followed today for almost four blocks to her car
We were walking in oposite directions near the new studient accomodations, you briefly looked at me and kept walking and a couple of seconds later I turned around and started following you, I notice the moment you realised that I was following you by how your pace changed, your shoulders squared and you grabbed your phone. That didn't stopped me, you just kept walking and I maintained the distance (some 50 feet behind you) pretending to talk on my phone, I thought a couple of times on closing the distance and introduce myself, talk to you, but I didn't, so you kept walking, throuwing glances to check where I was. I could also tell you that once you turned around the corner to the dead end street next to the motorway (the only one near the city centre were parking is not measured) were your car (and mine) was parked that if you had being wearing tennis shoes you would probably have started to run, but wisely you kept you pace in your high heel boots. I stopped by my car, yours was further down the street, and used my phone again, and I saw you taking a picture or video of my when you passed by my side in your car.
What you probably never noticed was the other two guys, the ones in the other sidewalk, the ones that pointed at you and started to follow you before we crossed the first time, you didn't notice how they looked at you or the fact that they seemed to be on drugs, or a bit drunk, or maybe both. You also didn't notice when you passed me in your car that they were in the corner of the dead end street, looking at you in your car passing by and then at me. You also missed the next ten minutes while I waited in my car for the police to arrive (that I called while you were getting into your car), the 15 minutes of questions that followed and me showing them the picture of the two guys that I took while I was following you.
I really sorry that I scared you, but to be completely honest, I was really scared myself, I'm no hero by any means and my instinct was telling me to get the f*** out of there, but you could have been my wife (she parks in the same street) or my daughter and I wouldn't fogived myself I something happened and I did nothing to stopped it.
(Belfast, 14 Nov 18, 4pm)
Edited to clarify a couple of things:
1 I shared this because the situation scared me, and if a similar situation happened somewhere else I wish that the situation is not ignored or shrugged off. Do I have any advice? Dunno, probably just this: if you think that you are being followed or that something is wrong, don’t wait to see what happen, call the police, call a friend, a family member, knock on a door or get into a shop, worst case scenario you’ll look a bit paranoid.
2 She was carrying some sort of briefcase alongside her purse and was well dressed, I think that the briefcase was what called those guys attention .
3 They seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, that was the main reason why I didn’t approached, I was afraid that I would sort of trigger them and offer a second target (still, probably wrong on my side, but in the moment that's what I thought).
4 I called the police because if those guys were trying to assault her, more than likely it wasn’t the first time and / or they would go for another victim, if it was a mistake worst case scenario they spent 10 mins talking to the police (no idea if they caught them).
5 I parked my car in the dead end street and was walking towards the city centre, she was coming from the city centre, obviously I didn’t know where she was heading, if instead of turning to the dead end street she had continued walking I would had probably approach her, or she would had reach another street that has more traffic and there are more people walking around.
For the ones wanting to know where this happened:
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Read my lease, you say?
Apologies if there are any formatting issues since I'm writing this on mobile.
Anyway, this grudge has been simmering for almost a year now and has only just come to fruition. It began with my nextdoor neighbor leaving me a passive aggressive note for having trash outside my door while I was cleaning my apartment. Two important points here:
I was deep cleaning because the landlord sent a note saying the adjoining apartment (my neighbor's) had roaches. I needed to clean so the exterminator could see if my apartment was infested as well.
The trash was by my door for 30 minutes at most. I was trying to save a trip to the dumpster and doing a final sweep of the apartment before heading down.
Now, prior to this incident, this neighbor had already pissed me off by constantly blaring their loud music to the point where my apartment walls vibrated. Fortunately for them, I prefer to avoid confrontation so I never called them out on it. After the passive aggressive note calling me a pig though, all bets were off. She wrote that I should "read my lease" since I left my "nasty trash" everywhere. Ok bitch, it's on.
I read my lease like I was snorting coke off it. Every time they played their music loud, I filed a noise complaint. When I got a whiff of pot coming from their apartment, I filed another complaint. The lease says tenants must comply with the state's drug laws or risk eviction so, hey, another win for me. Finally, they brought a dog into the apartment despite the no pet policy's exception only being for service animals. This was obviously not a service dog since it howled day and night betraying no semblance of training. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who complained after that final stunt since my landlord said the noisy dog problem was being taken care of through litigation and my nextdoor neighbor's lease would not be renewed. Guess she should have read it. 🙂
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My parents came home to me losing my virginity drunk out of my mind, and puking. They never found out.
This is a throwaway account. For obvious reasons.
My parents weren't gonna be home, so I picked him up and brought him to my house. We had a limited time alone, as my parents were only supposed to be gone an hour or two. I was nervous and ended up getting super drunk. We messed around for awhile, and then he stopped and asked me if I was okay. I didn't respond and he ended up carrying me to the bathroom as I puked my brains out. My boyfriend, the great guy he is, made sure to get me over the toilet and held my hair back.
The original plan had been that I would drive him home. Apparently, I was insisting I would drive him home even in the state I was in. He was not gonna let me, so he frantically called all his friends. No one picked up.
Before we knew it, my parents were pulling into the drive. My bedroom is right in the front of the house, WITH A HUGE window, so they saw him up in my room for sure. Following this, I puked some more out of anxiety and dread. The floor of my bedroom was pretty much covered in puke. My boyfriend carried me back to my bed, tucked me in, and hid the evidence quickly.
I pretty much passed out at this point, but according to him he basically went downstairs lied and told my parents I got sick after we went out to eat. AND THEY BELIEVED HIM.
My parents even offered to drive him home. One of his friends finally came (Luckily) to save him
This all happened about 4 days ago. My mom likes him even more now because she thinks he was taking care of me sick.
anyways, its nice to get that off my chest.
Reddit ban endangered thousands of lives (re: r/ProED)
(Note: originally posted to offmychest but it seems to have been filtered out, possibly due to association with a banned sub- see below)
This morning, my only mental health resource was banned from Reddit.
I have had an eating disorder for 10 years. It is an isolating disease and contrary to popular belief, it is most definitely a disease and not at all a choice. Believe me, I would give anything to be able to just choose to stop having an eating disorder, but instead I have given the past 10 years of my life just trying to survive it.
Which brings me to my first point: my eating disorder (anorexia nervosa) has the highest mortality rate of any mental disorder. And other eating disorders are not far behind. Consider the fact that many individuals with eating disorders suffer comorbid disorders (bipolar, depression, anxiety, and OCD to name a few) and you should have an idea of just how hard we are fighting to stay alive. Recovery from an eating disorder is not as simple as deciding to eat normally. It takes years of hard work in therapy and even then most suffer multiple relapses. Having an eating disorder is hell. And most suffer alone.
Which brings me to my second point: r/ProED was the only support system I had for my disorder. In the country I live in, seeking mental health resources is grounds for termination of employment. I am not free to discuss my disorder or seek treatment. I suffer alone and there are times when I thought I wouldn't make it. r/ProED was my only outlet. It was my only safe place. And I am not the only one for whom this was the case.
Which brings me to my third point: Eating disorders are an intersectional issue. Please discard the idea that the only people with eating disorders are snotty, white teenage girls who 'just want to lose some weight'. Eating disorders afflict all genders, all ages, all races. This is part of what makes them so isolating. "Non-standard patients" are often completely ignored by mental health professionals and family/friends when they reach out for help. Men, people of color, and LGBTQ people especially are often simply not granted permission to recover due to the ignorance of the professionals who have the power to offer treatment. r/ProED was a place for these people to turn to for support. It was a place to be heard and a place to be believed when even professionals and those we trust the most refused to help.
Which brings me to my fourth point: r/ProED was a place of love and 100% against causing harm. At r/ProED we had no patience for 'teaching' disordered behavior (primarily because like all mental disorders, eating disorders can't just be 'picked up' or taught). Anyone who mistook r/ProED for a harmful sub had done nothing to educate themselves on the reality of the tone of discussion there. It was a place to listen, commiserate, and offer kind words to each other. To many of us, it was group therapy. Part of this community included a very candid and specific sense of humor. Because when you're stuck in hell, it helps to find a way to laugh about it. Being able to share and laugh about some of the most painful parts of my disorder with supportive people was sometimes what I needed to muster the emotional energy to eat when I would otherwise have laid in bed for two days without the will to feed myself.
Which brings me to my final point: many thousands of people relied on r/ProED for their mental health needs. Due to the isolated nature of our disorders in the context of a social climate which does not yet fully and inclusively understand how we suffer, many of us had nowhere else to turn. Banning the sub directly and effectively endangered the physical and emotional well being of everyone who once called r/ProED their 'safe space'. I shudder to think how all those people are faring since discovering that their one safe place to be heard and believed has disappeared - all due to the rash actions of a few ignorant people. I hate that I have no way of checking on them. I hate that, like me, many of them are now completely alone. As I write this, I'm recovering from a panic attack and struggling to engage in self care. I'm currently crying tears of frustration because my disorder won't let me eat today. I need my support system but it isn't there.
To any Reddit powers-that-be who may be reading this: PLEASE educate yourselves before enabling quarantines or bans on mental health-related subs. PLEASE be more considerate before you destroy what many consider to be their only resource. People's lives are literally at stake here. PLEASE be careful.
To anyone from r/ProED who may be reading this: I'm hope you're okay, I hate that we can't check on each other. And I hope you know that you are free to PM me if you need support. I hope we are all able to find each other again so we can continue supporting each other. And until then, hang in there. If you have the energy for it, please comment with your story below. Hopefully some good can come from this ban in the form of better educating people on eating disorders and the people who experience them.
TL;DR: r/PRoED and many other support subs were banned due to ignorant and untrue assumptions about people with eating disorders. As a result, thousands of people (including myself) are now without a support system and are in very real mortal danger
Was I raped
I’ve been seeing my girl for the past 4 months. Shits been good but yesterday she had sex with me after saying I didn’t feel like it. That day I worked a 14 hour day and had been up at 5 am, I was super tired. I went home and she wanted to play so I just complied at the beginning and just did some foreplay. I started to eat her pussy but I was legit falling asleep so I told her I’m too tired and all that. So I went to use the bathroom but she pushed me back to the bed, and was like I want you in me now I said no. She then just pulled my shorts off and rode me, I just froze I’m a pretty big dude close to 200 pounds and she’s like 110 but that day I was to tired to do anything. After I came I felt really fucked. Am I overthinking things or nah I feel like I’m partly responsible for playing with her and drive her over the edge but I feel really weird now.
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