Posts by amberviper39

David Wood5 said:I’ve been through the whole washing process myself—even saw a gynecologist. I was on some kind of seven-day treatment, but after my period stayed away for a few days, everything just popped right back up again. And no, I wasn't even being active or anything. I’ve tried all sorts of pills and stuff, but it just won't quit. Honestly, I've been dealing with this for about a year now.

Unfortunately, there’s a certain group of women where Candida just becomes a permanent roommate, either clearing up only temporarily or not at all. When it turns chronic like that, you really have to start looking elsewhere for answers. You need to rule out underlying medical conditions where the fungus acts like a constant companion; if something is found, you have to treat that specific illness—the actual root cause—rather than just the fungus itself. Fungi aren't usually the primary disease; they’re more like a symptom of some other imbalance in the body. If nothing specific shows up in testing, then it’s time to look closely at lifestyle and diet. It’s common knowledge that these things thrive in certain environments—moisture, high sugar intake, sweets, processed carbs, pasta, coffee, alcohol, sugary juices, that sort of thing—but honestly, nobody has quite figured out why Candida goes wild in one person's system while someone else eats the exact same way and stays perfectly fine. Because of that, most medical experts focus on building up the body's own resistance. Things like eating clean, getting plenty of fresh air, and moderate exercise are usually recommended.
It’s much easier to fight when the issue is localized in one spot, but the real headache starts when you're dealing with systemic candidiasis. That’s when it spreads everywhere in the body, from the mouth down through the digestive and gynecological tracts, causing all kinds of issues: vaginal discharge (if the reproductive tract is involved), diarrhea or constipation (if it hits the gut), or those white patches on the tongue or inside the mouth (which can lead to dry mucous membranes, bad breath, or a burning sensation).
For a certain percentage of people, doctors can never find a medically provable cause, yet they still end up living with it their entire lives.

So, let's talk about Candida. It’s actually a fungus that just lives naturally inside every woman's vagina. It’s totally normal until your immune system decides to take a dip—and when that happens, the fungus starts multiplying like crazy, which is when we officially call it a yeast infection. There are honestly so many different reasons why your immunity might drop.
Now, just to be clear, a yeast infection isn't classified as an STD, though you definitely can pass it back and forth between partners during sex. And if there's an infection on the skin, it can spread through touch or even by sharing things like towels. I know some women who deal with this constantly; it can be incredibly stubborn and keeps coming back no matter how careful they are or how much they try to treat it.
When you're dealing with it, medications are usually used to stop the current flare-up from getting worse. But for those who struggle with chronic issues, it really comes down to what's on your plate. You basically have to overhaul your diet. We're talking cutting out flour, anything made with white flour, and sugar—which is hands down enemy number one. You also want to watch out for potatoes and white rice, try to cut back on meat, and lean heavily into veggies and fresh fruit instead. Oh, and avoiding coffee and alcohol helps too.

Hannah Thomas13 said:Why on earth would I want to be close to someone who’s an idiot?

Look, forgiving someone doesn't mean you have to let them back into your inner circle. It sounds weird, I know, but honestly? We end up being way more tied to the people we hold grudges against. Because wherever that resentment goes, that person is right there with you. That's the real kicker.
You forgive primarily for your own sake—for your own peace of mind, really. It's about clearing the deck so you can actually move forward without all that heavy baggage dragging behind you.
A person stuck in bitterness... they're never truly free.
I remember reading this story once, I think it was in a book I had back in college, and it went something like this:

Two priests were traveling together toward their destination. They came up to a river and saw a woman standing there who needed to get to the other side, but she couldn't swim. The older priest didn't even hesitate; he just picked her up and carried her across the water.
Then they just kept walking.
The younger one stayed quiet for a long time, but eventually, he just couldn't take it anymore and asked the older man:

"Listen, I don't get it! Our faith tells us to avoid contact with women, and you just carried one in your arms!"

The older priest just looked at him and finally said:

"Well, I set her down by the river. But YOU'RE still carrying her around in your head!"

Forgiveness isn't really about religion or what you believe; it's about the person doing the forgiving. It makes you free.
That's just how I see it.🙂

William Gonzalez3 said:[.

forgiveness is just a sign of weakness—it's what people do when they don't have the guts to get even.[/COLOR]

... or maybe it's a sign of wisdom...😍

polyhymnia said:I look at forgiveness as something we do for ourselves, rather than a favor for someone else. It’s pretty simple: when someone does something "bad" to us, or hurts our feelings, it feels like they've dumped a certain amount of "negative energy" onto us. If we don't forgive, we just sit there holding onto that energy, obsessing over getting even and all that. Before you know it, you end up like my grandfather sitting in his old recliner—just a bitter man who spent decades nursing that resentment inside him. And honestly, who would have guessed ( 🙄 ) that he ended up dealing with stomach ulcers several times because of it?
When we actually forgive, we're basically "releasing sins," to borrow an expression, which really means we're letting go of that "negative energy" someone tried to pass off to us. So, to me, forgiving isn't some grand "service" we provide to the person who wronged us—I mean, I guess it is in a way, but my main focus is on how it frees US from that darkness. We just let it go.

I hope I didn't ramble too much trying to get this across 🙂

👍 Crystal clear! You didn't ramble at all; if anything, you just laid it out for everyone who still thinks forgiveness is a "favor" we owe to others. Hate and resentment don't destroy the person who hurt you; they just destroy the person carrying them.

cabon said:But what if she wasn't kidnapped?! KIDNAPPED!!

Look, she was kidnapped. She was only ten years old—way too young to be making any kind of real decisions. So even if she "agreed" to get into that van with him, it’s still kidnapping. A kid that age just doesn't have the capacity to process what's happening or judge the situation properly. It’s the exact same logic when you look at pedophilia. You can't have someone try to defend themselves by claiming a minor "wanted" it, because it doesn't change the fact that a child isn't mentally equipped to consent, whereas an adult absolutely should be.

Hannah Davis18 said:Man, you're really out here giving off major Ataturk vibes.😁

🤣 Seriously though, does any of this even matter once you've been working under the table and come back from your vacation?

Hannah Davis18 said:Okay, seriously though, someone give this guy an Ataturk makeover.😁

🤣

Edward Green said:amberviper39, I bet nobody’s told you in ages that you’re basically a teenager😍

You’re totally right! It has been a loooooong time since anyone said that!😬 Well, hey, I guess there’s a first time for everything, right? Maybe I should just tell my husband he’s nothing more than your average creep—honestly, shame on him!😍

George Morgan3 said:Mexicans from Mexico:

Anatolian traces... darker skin tones, black hair

Mexicans from Mexico

A pure Anatolian look... some might even say Turkish

Those links you posted aren't working. But based on what you wrote—let me see if I'm following you here—you're basically saying that if I have dark skin and black hair, then my dad couldn't possibly be from rural Pennsylvania?😲 😬

George Morgan3 said:you guys aren't some mysterious enigma either... we can tell what you are just fine

A "mixed" breed? Honestly, you belong in a kennel. 😬 You don't have the slightest clue about how pure my roots actually run. 🤣 I mean, do you want me to pull out the family tree or something? Seriously, I wouldn't even charge you a dime for it. 😉

But if I actually ended up in charge... amberviper39? 😬

Oh, wow, stop right there—don't go scaring me away in my sleep!😲 If you were running the show, I’m pretty sure I’d be the very first person on your list for a purge...😁
Besides, let's not even get into that. People might start thinking this is actually about what's going on here, when really, they have no clue we were just "bonding" over some completely different thread.😬

George Morgan3 said:already half physiognomy☕

😲 Man, that’s a heavy one! But seriously, how am I supposed to verify that? I mean, I know who my mom is, so what, do I just stare in the mirror and try to figure out if my dad actually looks like me?😬

frozentinker432 said:their history belongs to all of us in America. It’s part of my parents, my kids, and their kids too. I haven't sat there watching a best friend pass away right next to me, but just knowing your husband—and so many others—went through that... it hurts. It really does. It’s what triggered that reaction a few pages back. I don't know, maybe it's just because it's my people, and that makes me who I am. It's in my blood. Their suffering feels like my own, and I honestly don't get why that's so hard for some people to grasp. Does it even matter if I'm seventeen? Honestly, I don't feel seventeen; I feel like I'm a thousand and seventeen years old. My people's history was etched into me the moment I was born, and I can't—I won't—ever let go of it. I don't want to.

Sorry if I'm being a bit pathetic this time around.

I think we just "misunderstood" each other from the very start. I wasn't trying to judge you for your age, (that bit in my previous post was just a joke based on what Salvador wrote, since I'm basically an old lady😬 ). I don't believe for a second that you don't have the right to feel, debate, or see things differently. I only brought up your age because I feel like a young person's life should be free from certain ugly things—things that the older generation unfortunately had to endure and will carry forever. No one is telling you to just "get over" your history; that's impossible anyway. We need to know our history, exactly as it happened. We have to honor the struggle and the pain our loved ones went through, but we also have to hope and work toward making sure it never happens again. We have to prevent history from repeating itself.
When I was five, ten, or seventeen, I had my own dreams and I lived them fully. That’s all I want for my child, too. That's where my perspective comes from.

frozentinker432 said:does your daughter ever ask you why so many veterans take their own lives every single day? what do you even tell her then? just let it go because they're just people who can't forget?

She doesn't ask, mostly because she's old enough to grasp how heavy and serious all that history is—the trauma they’re still carrying, the hurdles they face every day. I don't keep her tucked away in some bubble. She's seen it firsthand, seeing her dad wake up in the middle of the night, dealing with nightmares, dreaming about a friend who was lost right next to him... I won't drag everything out here. But yeah, my kid isn't living under a glass dome.

amberviper39 said:amberviper39, regarding whether people are just born hateful or if someone actually has to teach them to be that way... honestly, you could go in circles with that forever. It's not like all those philosophers who spent their entire lives obsessing over why evil exists were just wasting time.

But that’s not really what we're talking about here.

More of an off-topic thought, I guess... the other day I was watching this soccer match—it was that last one for the old America squad (well, sort of... 😁 )—and there they were, all dressed in white. The announcer mentions it’s the very last time they’ll play their anthem, the one even the hardcore fans barely bother to sing. As the music plays, it starts pouring rain on them. The camera zooms in on these soaked, miserable faces. Nobody is singing. And they all had that number six hanging over them like some kind of omen. There was something terribly, hauntingly just about that whole scene, even if it was just a game. I don't know. Just felt like a tiny bit of cosmic justice, a small win for my soul. They looked so incredibly small in that moment.

(Though, after what happened yesterday, I suppose we don't have much room to talk, either. At least the refs seem to like us, if nothing else 🙂 )

Man, I've been so out of the loop with soccer lately that I missed that whole moment...

poirot said:But what if he tells you that the war was actually an aggression against Mexicans?

He won't say that. Honestly, if he actually felt that way, my daughter wouldn't even be with him.😬 I told her, look, I trust her judgment—I’m trying to teach her how to really think for herself, you know? At the end of the day, facts are just facts.

I didn't see any bitterness or hatred in her. Honestly, all I saw was an emotional young person speaking truths that most adults wouldn't dare say out loud—not even here on this forum. It’s pretty easy to tell there are plenty of people around here who just keep those kinds of feelings bottled up inside, along with everyone else just searching for their own answers.

Fine, okay, so if we're calling it just an emotional outburst, then whatever. Good for you, being so satisfied and happy with your youth and your life.

And honestly? I’d take a daughter like that over your 13-year-old whom you keep wrapped in bubble wrap. That kind of parenting is exactly why those of us from the 90s looked completely lost when the war broke out. Look, I actually *want* my kid to have some of my experiences so they don't have to learn everything the hard way—sometimes that lesson comes way too late.

Where on earth do you get the idea that my daughter lives under a glass dome? She’s thirteen, and she is one incredibly open, bright, and happy teenager just going through her normal growing pains. Sure, she knows her history—she knows the facts—but she isn't weighed down by them. At the end of the day, everyone raises their kids the way they think is best. Like that old saying goes, "The road to hell is paved with good intentions."
We made a conscious choice to raise our child with a sense of tolerance and without being haunted by the past. That doesn't mean she's uneducated or clueless about what happened. We taught her how to think for herself, so now I don't have to hover over her shoulder whispering what’s right or wrong. She picks her own friends, and she'll keep doing it that way.
If, in maybe ten or fifteen years, she comes home and tells me she’s fallen for a wonderful man, and he happens to be a Srbin through no fault of his own, I am going to respect her choice. First off, because that guy probably learned how to walk while bullets were flying and couldn't even hold a rifle yet, and second, I trust my child's judgment to know if someone is a truly good person. That's enough for me. I don't care about the sins of his ancestors as long as his own heart and hands are clean.

Olivia Nguyen4 said:Look, it’s not even the point right now!

I mean, what does he even understand about war? I honestly pray to Bog that he never actually has to find out. But eventually, there will be a moment where we have to sit him down and explain who did what, when, and why during those years. Honestly, you just have to tell him the truth. You shouldn't turn him into some radical, but you also can't ignore the fact that history has a nasty habit of repeating itself.

That’s exactly why I think it’s too soon. Our girl is thirteen now, and she’s known for a long time that her dad was deployed. She used to ask what he actually did over there. We kept it simple: "He was defending the country." A year later, the follow-up was: "Who were the enemies?" So, we answered that too. And you know what? Her next question was: "Is everyone from that place an enemy?"😲 It’s wild—kids often ask questions that are more perceptive than most adults could ever manage. We told her no, they aren't. Because if you tell a kid that everyone is the enemy, you're just lying to them...
Then, at the very end, she just asked, "So, is the war over?" And she seemed satisfied with that. All she really needed was to feel safe. Everything else she'll learn in her own time, bit by bit.

Olivia Nguyen4 said:They’re pretty much the same when they're babies, but once they grow up and start lashing out—like you mentioned—that’s where the divide happens. Depending on which side you're on, some people are throwing punches at you, while others are stepping up to defend you. Though, if I'm being honest, it might actually be better if everyone just threw punches at you instead.

That's the thing, though. As infants, there really isn't a difference. Hatred, the urge to be aggressive, the whole territorial conquest thing... none of that is hardwired into our DNA. Kids are born with blue eyes or brown eyes, maybe some certain predispositions, sure, but everything else? That’s learned along the way. Every child comes into this world completely innocent, a total blank slate—a "tabula rasa," as they say. It’s like a blank hard drive where parents and the world around them start downloading data. And honestly, the quality of that software determines the kid's future and how they eventually fit into society. People aren't born hating one another; someone teaches them how to hate. It isn't about genes. It's a conscious choice made by an individual.