Posts by Kyle Lee7

I haven't had a chance to read through everything yet, but I am curious—how did they confirm that you don't have any bacteria present? Theoretically, a urine culture can come back clear, but it might still be worth getting a urethral swab done. Bacteria can sometimes settle right there, and they don't always show up on a standard urine test.

It’s actually the urethra, for goodness' sake.
The urethra is the urinary tract, and the opening is located within the labia minora. The clitoris sits above them and serves an entirely different purpose—we certainly don't use the clitoris to pee!

I have this vivid memory from way back when I was just a kid in elementary school. My dad showed me an article—it was actually an interview—with Nazif gljiva in a magazine called Studio. The headline really stuck with me: "Mozart, Bach, and Me."
Throughout the whole piece, he was basically laying out how brilliant he is. He went on about how he couldn't wrap his head around why his old friends and acquaintances somehow FAIL TO REALIZE that he’s such a standout figure. He seemed genuinely baffled that they would even approach him or try to strike up a conversation as if he were just one of the crowd. How could they be so bold? How can they NOT RECOGNIZE that he has ascended to a level where they aren't even on his wavelength anymore!? 😁

Honestly, I feel like any further commentary is just unnecessary. It’s pretty obvious that a single Nazif gljiva is more unique than even Mozart himself. If Mozart were around today, he’d probably be bowing down to him.

Whatever you define as exceptional, truly extraordinary people will never be the ones to claim that title for themselves.
Truly capable individuals don't walk around telling everyone how competent they are.
Genuinely talented people never feel the need to brag about their gifts.
They just know. They don't feel this internal pressure to broadcast it. There’s no need to point out the obvious—after all, their work speaks loud enough on its own.

On the flip side, when you run into someone who feels the constant urge to talk about themselves—you know, the "I am this" or "I am that" types—they are usually just masking an inferiority complex through constant boasting. Beyond that, there's a 99.99% chance that such a person isn't actually any more special or better than anyone else.

Numbness can stem from several different issues, including spinal problems or various types of physical injuries. There are plenty of other possibilities too, but instead of stressing yourself out by spiraling through all these different scenarios, I’d suggest just heading to your primary care physician first. They can run some initial checks and then refer you to a neurologist or perhaps an orthopedist if needed.

Emily Peterson15 said:...I heard you could actually die from this...

Are you serious? Right, and apparently you can drop dead if you sneeze three times in a row, too.🙄

Can we please spare everyone the unnecessary drama? If you’re genuinely terrified that this is life-threatening, why not just go see a doctor? It's pretty funny that you're turning to an online forum because you're scared of dying—as if random people on the internet are more qualified than medical professionals who deal with these exact issues multiple times a day.

p.s. That's just post-nasal drip draining from your sinuses down into your throat, which is why it's so hard to clear out.

Psychologists aren't actually qualified to treat anxiety or similar neurotic disorders; that’s really a job for psychiatrists. And look, nobody can force you to take medication if you don't want to. There are certain psychiatrists who also act as psychotherapists, treating patients through talk therapy instead. Generally speaking, psychologists focus more on psychological testing, and it's quite rare to find them acting as therapists, especially here in the States. As far as I know, ambermason16 is a psychiatrist.

Look, honestly, I wouldn’t bother going back to the doctor if I were you. What are they actually going to offer? At the end of the day, they just spent years studying textbooks, but they aren't much help in the real world. You’re better off just sticking to your own treatment plan and asking around—talk to your neighbors, your friends, people you know, or even just check in with the folks here on the forum. That kind of grassroots advice is guaranteed to get results. Best of luck!

I also wanted to point out that there is a massive distinction between healthy psychosexual development—which naturally involves kids exploring their own bodies—and what we call sexualized behavior. That’s when children start mimicking adult roles, which is often a red flag seen in dysfunctional households. It usually stems from a repetition of experienced sexual abuse or, for instance, being exposed to age-inappropriate content on TV.

Očajna didn't mention how old the children were when this was happening. However, there is a clear understanding of when people are ready and should be engaging in sexual activity—once they are emotionally and physically mature. And I can tell you for certain, no parenting manual out there lists sexual intercourse between children, or even the imitation of it, as a standard developmental milestone.

Rachel Reyes4 said:I’m really sorry if this topic already exists somewhere else; please feel free to move it if that’s necessary.

I honestly don't even know how to start this thread, so I’ll just say it plainly: I am a survivor of sexual abuse involving minors. Back when I was in preschool, my nephew and niece, who were a few years older than me at the time, used to abuse me through what they called "games." Because I was so young and naive, I just went along with it, having absolutely no idea what was actually happening. It wasn't sexual intercourse in the adult sense, but we would strip naked, and they would touch my private areas and each other. My nephew would even press himself against me. This happened every single time we went over to their house for a visit. At first, I hated it, but eventually, it started feeling totally normal—just another part of the game—and later on, I even found it fun. I can't even remember when it finally stopped, mostly because I pushed the whole thing so deep down inside myself. To this day, I have a wonderful relationship with my nephew; in fact, we’re closer than most relatives. But none of this ever happened again, and we’ve never once spoken about it.
However, the consequences stayed with me. When I’m having sex now, I struggle to truly relax, and when it comes to reaching an orgasm, I can only achieve it through masturbation.

What actually prompted me to open this discussion are some recent events that have stirred up these memories, and even after all these years, they still sting and won't leave me alone.

You see, that same nephew of mine has a little girl who is preschool-aged, and my niece has a ten-year-old son. He recently caught them in a room touching each other... and of course, he completely lost it. Somehow, things were smoothed over with the excuse of, "Oh, just let it go, it's just kids being kids"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

On top of that, a friend of mine mentioned during a casual conversation the other night how some older girls in her neighborhood used to touch her, which is how she learned to masturbate. She added that while it was definitely sexual abuse, since it happened when they were kids, she doesn't have any blocks in her sex life—in fact, she’s actually quite promiscuous.

After hearing all of this, I realized that I’m definitely not the only one who went through something like this.
So, I wanted to ask you all:...
1. Has anything like this happened to any of you?
2. Do you consider these incidents to be just "childish behavior"?
3. Why is this still such a taboo subject when it's so obvious that many children experience sexual encounters long before they even hit puberty?
4. How on earth do you protect your own child from something like this?!?!?!?!?!
5. Am I crazy for feeling so much shame about this and keeping it to myself, while my friend talks about it without a hint of embarrassment, as if it were the most natural thing in the world?
6. And finally, should I have an open conversation with my nephew about this, or should I just leave it where it has always been... buried deep within my soul?

Rachel Reyes4 said:I’m really sorry if this topic already exists somewhere else; please feel free to move it if that’s necessary.

I honestly don't even know how to start this thread, so I’ll just say it plainly: I am a survivor of sexual abuse involving minors. Back when I was in preschool, my nephew and niece, who were a few years older than me at the time, used to abuse me through what they called "games." Because I was so young and naive, I just went along with it, having absolutely no idea what was actually happening. It wasn't sexual intercourse in the adult sense, but we would strip naked, and they would touch my private areas and each other. My nephew would even press himself against me. This happened every single time we went over to their house for a visit. At first, I hated it, but eventually, it started feeling totally normal—just another part of the game—and later on, I even found it fun. I can't even remember when it finally stopped, mostly because I pushed the whole thing so deep down inside myself. To this day, I have a wonderful relationship with my nephew; in fact, we’re closer than most relatives. But none of this ever happened again, and we’ve never once spoken about it.
However, the consequences stayed with me. When I’m having sex now, I struggle to truly relax, and when it comes to reaching an orgasm, I can only achieve it through masturbation.

What actually prompted me to open this discussion are some recent events that have stirred up these memories, and even after all these years, they still sting and won't leave me alone.

You see, that same nephew of mine has a little girl who is preschool-aged, and my niece has a ten-year-old son. He recently caught them in a room touching each other... and of course, he completely lost it. Somehow, things were smoothed over with the excuse of, "Oh, just let it go, it's just kids being kids"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

On top of that, a friend of mine mentioned during a casual conversation the other night how some older girls in her neighborhood used to touch her, which is how she learned to masturbate. She added that while it was definitely sexual abuse, since it happened when they were kids, she doesn't have any blocks in her sex life—in fact, she’s actually quite promiscuous.

After hearing all of this, I realized that I’m definitely not the only one who went through something like this.
So, I wanted to ask you all:...
1. Has anything like this happened to any of you?
2. Do you consider these incidents to be just "childish behavior"?
3. Why is this still such a taboo subject when it's so obvious that many children experience sexual encounters long before they even hit puberty?
4. How on earth do you protect your own child from something like this?!?!?!?!?!
5. Am I crazy for feeling so much shame about this and keeping it to myself, while my friend talks about it without a hint of embarrassment, as if it were the most natural thing in the world?
6. And finally, should I have an open conversation with my nephew about this, or should I just leave it where it has always been... buried deep within my soul?

This isn't playing doctor or some harmless childhood game; this is abuse.

Drew Morgan said:Wrong. If kids are just playing together like that without any coercion, it's perfectly natural, harmless, and normal.
Hasn't "playing doctor" been a common occurrence for ages now?

There was definitely pressure involved, or at the very least, some manipulation. She didn't go looking for this; she was pressured into it by the older kids. Everything needed to understand that is laid out clearly in the original post.
And let's be real—there is a massive difference between playing doctor and mimicking actual sexual intercourse. That isn't what they were doing.☕

Plus, if a woman ends up traumatized by the experience, I think that speaks volumes on its own.

It’s important to recognize that children naturally explore their own budding sexuality as a normal part of psychosexual development, but that process doesn't involve sexual acts with other kids or acting out those behaviors.
Engaging in "play" of that nature isn't really play—it's more of a symptom. Honestly, I'd suggest doing a bit more research on this, perhaps by looking into resources from the American Academy of Pediatrics or consulting with child psychologists.

If there was any element of coercion involved, then we’re talking about abuse. Even if you didn't want it to happen but were manipulated into it—that is still abuse. There is a huge difference between kids naturally discovering their own sexuality and children simulating or engaging in sexual acts; the latter is absolutely not okay or healthy. If you're feeling this sense of guilt or distress, it means a trauma occurred.
After all, when an adult engages in sexual activity with a minor, it's legally classified as rape. This is because, even if the minor technically "consented," the law recognizes they aren't mature enough to provide valid consent at any level. What happened here is essentially the same dynamic, just forced by other minors instead.

In my view, this isn't some harmless childhood phase. When kids act out in the way your relatives did, it can be a red flag for various underlying family issues or perhaps a sign that they themselves have experienced some form of sexual abuse.

Since this clearly continues to weigh heavily on you, please consider seeking professional help and talking to a specialist. Personally, I wouldn't recommend just venting to them without professional guidance, as simply talking it out might not actually resolve the core issue.

hiddenhound3 said:Execution sites, guillotines, the death penalty, or any form of prohibition, mandate, or repression has never actually improved the collective mental health of humanity; therefore, the same logic cannot be applied to the murder of Fritz. You have misconstrued my intentions; I am not offering anyone applause, I am simply stating an observation. The man is mentally ill, period—I am not attempting to excuse him. Should we go ahead and kill a sick man under the assumption that doing so will somehow cure the sickness in everyone else? 😕 That would be your solution... wouldn't it? 🤷 Do you truly believe that tormenting and seeking vengeance against this man will return his daughter the years she lost, or alleviate the profound suffering they endured? 😕 I would bet anything that it will not.

One must accept the reality that humanity is flawed and that monsters of this nature will continue to be born indefinitely. It is a tragic truth that breaks my heart, but such things are impossible to prevent. As for revenge? What purpose does it serve? The man has already been sentenced to life in prison; what more could possibly be required?

To conclude my thoughts on this matter—people possess a fascination with execution sites; people hunger for the suffering of others; people harbor sadistic tendencies and find a twisted sense of satisfaction in seeing others tormented. Those who hold such views are no healthier in their minds than Fritz himself, but unfortunately, this is the general condition of mankind—if not to say, it is inherently human.

EDIT: My position is that no human being intends to commit evil. Evil arises as a consequence of psychological instability, and we often focus too much on the tip of the iceberg because it is easier than plunging our heads into deep, cold, dark waters to search for the actual root of the problem.

A-ha, people really are like that, and you, it breaks your heart. Because that isn't who you are. That is THEM.
Try not to generalize too much.

hiddenhound3 said:He was judged by the very same society that allowed him to exist in the first place. This isn't merely a diagnosis for one individual, but rather a indictment of our entire social fabric.

We all live in that same society, but not everyone acts the way he did. I could easily point fingers and say, "society made me this way," too. But what happened to the principle of free will?

We are all products of the same environment, and plenty of people have endured much darker ordeals than he did with his mother, yet they didn't turn into criminals. They can distinguish right from wrong; they have a conscience.

No matter what my past looks like, at the end of the day, I am the one deciding whether to do good or evil. And I’m the one who has to answer for those choices.

It feels misguided to try and impose collective guilt or to cast blame on the entire community.

Maybe my mom hit me once or twice, too, but I’m not out here hurting animals, hitting kids, or keeping people in basements.
I don't see the point in feeling collective guilt just because "society shaped him and I'm a part of that society."

Regardless of who or what created him, I didn't do it—so let whoever is responsible deal with it. There is no such thing as collective responsibility; there is only individual accountability.

Dennis Doyle3 said:Look, you've got the subtitles in American English right there—why on earth would you need anything else?

Ohhh... I see!
I guess if there are already clips available in American, the movie should probably be out in theaters or on streaming services anyway; why bother translating it otherwise?

Where did you all find this movie? I’m honestly not very good at hunting down films online. Also, does anyone know where to grab the subtitles (in English)?

I think I misread things back then—turns out they're both Spanish directors. Anyway, how do I actually go about seeing the movie? Is it even available on any streaming services or at a local rental spot?

I saw them announce that movie in The New York Times. It's by the same director who did the Spy (Others), but I can't find any info on whether it's hitting theaters (or when), or if it's going straight to streaming...

amberfox4 said:Personally, I find it utterly distasteful when parents drag their children to shopping malls instead of taking them to a local park; it seems to me that the adults simply sit there sipping coffee while toddlers, aged anywhere from two to five, are left to run wild in the aisles around 8:00 PM. By that hour, a child should ideally be bathed, tucked into their pajamas, and waiting for their favorite cartoon to start. Now, I am perfectly aware that modern working hours have shifted and people aren't necessarily clocking out at 2:00 or 3:00 anymore—it’s more common to finish around 4:00 or 5:00—but staying up late and engaging in frantic activity until nearly midnight is simply not conducive to a child's well-being. I see this happening even with those who don't work such grueling hours, including stay-at-home mothers. A child requires structure, and there is absolutely no reason for them to be wide awake at 11:00 PM, hyperactively jumping around the house or tossing and turning because they weren't allowed to watch the show they were craving. Since I don't have children of my own, I expect someone will inevitably step in to lecture me and claim I have no idea what I'm talking about, so, fine, let me lecture myself. Perhaps I truly don't know. All I know is that a child's place isn't in cafes or sprawling shopping centers, unless, of course, there is quite literally nowhere else to leave them while running errands for groceries.

I'm the same age as you and, by the way, I second everything you said here.
Kids definitely need love and attention, but that doesn't mean they don't also need routine and boundaries. A three-year-old simply shouldn't be awake until midnight. And you hit the nail on the head regarding kids being dragged to cafes and shopping centers.🙄
I can already hear everyone complaining that they have nowhere to leave their kids, or no babysitters or grandparents available. But looking back at my own parents—who weren't exactly wealthy—they always found a way to make sure I was where a child ought to be, even while they were doing the weekly grocery run, meeting friends for a drink, or attending a wedding that lasted all night.

What’s hard to believe about today:
When I was only 13—yes, 13!!—my friends and I would spend our time playing jump rope right outside our apartment building.
I attended my first wedding at 16.
My parents never dragged me to cafes, but once a month, my dad would take me downtown with him. While he was getting a haircut, I’d wait in a bakery or a sweet shop, and then we’d go to a cafe together to grab a snack or a drink. To me, that was such an adventure.
They only took me to the store when they were buying something specifically for me, like books or clothes.
I spent my entire childhood playing outside with the neighborhood kids, and I loved every minute of it!
The absolute worst part was when my parents would drag me along to visit their friends, and I would be bored to tears.
Nowadays, parents take their children everywhere, and then wonder why they act out—it's no surprise, really, because they're just bored!