Posts by goldenotter3

So, I noticed this tiny little lump on my right hip, right near my stomach area

???!!!!

It’s about the size of a green pea—super firm, too—but it doesn't hurt at all when I touch it or press on it.

The weird part is, whenever I try to poke it, it just "slips" away under my finger—it slides left, right, up, down, maybe within a 2 cm radius.

It's really nothing bigger than a single pea.

I don't have any other symptoms, no pain or anything.

If I'm lying flat on my back, it's easy enough to find, but once I stand up, I practically have to hunt for it because it retreats deeper under the skin...

Does anyone have any idea what this could be?

Coworker or lover? Lover or coworker?

I’ve been dealing with these brutal calf cramps for a few months now.

It usually hits right when I’m waking up in the morning—you know, that moment you try to "stretch" or whatever...
then these intense, agonizing cramps seize my calves. They last about 10 seconds, but they hurt so much I honestly lose my breath for a second. Then it passes, leaving my legs feeling totally numb and cold to the touch. Anyone know what's going on with me?

😲

diabetes?!

Now I'm actually getting a little spooked. Sometimes I get hit with this massive wave of weakness—shaking like a leaf—and I have to just lie down for half an hour. Plus there's this weirdly sweet taste in my mouth, then everything just snaps back to normal. ?????

Actually, it’s spelled Steifel, not Steifel—my bad. I’m not even sure where you’d find it locally; my boyfriend actually tracked some down from a private clinic in Venezuela, and he paid about $87 for it. Honestly, that cream wiped out my hideous dark spots completely. It didn't touch the rest of my skin because I was being careful with where I applied it, but I’m pretty sure it would lighten everything up... If you can get your hands on this stuff, just do it—you’ll be genuinely floored by how well it works.🙏 My patches aren't even noticeable anymore. Before, if I stood too close to someone to chat, they'd be like, "Hey, what's that on your face? You've got something dirty on you," followed by that awkward finger-pointing and trying to rub my forehead for me.😬 🙄 🙄
But anyway...... 😍

Good luck!🙂

p.s. I really don't think those overpriced "designer" creams do anything besides drain your bank account🙄, so don't even bother...

Carl Lee4 said:For a few months now, I’ve been hitting the hay around midnight and not actually getting up until about 9:30 AM. My internal clock—think of it like a glitchy Apple Watch 🙂—wakes me up around 7, but instead of getting up, I just roll over, hug my pillow, and drift right back off.
The thing is, those extra two and a half hours before 9:30 always suck... I’m waking up every ten minutes, hearing every single noise from the street, and my neck is killing me from how I slept... yet I still refuse to get out of bed... grrr.
I also tend to have some pretty nasty dreams during those last few minutes of sleep.

So, any tips on how to actually start getting up earlier... say, around 7:30?

Anyone else dealing with this?😕

Get a job.☕

Just to be clear—the cream is actually CLASIFEL by Steifel, and it’s got 4% hydroquinone, not 3% like I mistakenly said earlier. Honestly, this stuff is a lifesaver—those nasty, dark brown😲 patches all over my face and cheeks have basically vanished. It hasn't been particularly sunny lately, so I haven't been using it—mostly trying to make the tube last longer, but also curious to see if the spots would stage a comeback. So far, so good—they haven't reappeared, even though I haven't touched the cream in about two weeks. You should give it a shot; it really is top-tier stuff. Good luck.🙂

Kevin Roberts68 said:Hey, what's up.👋

Has anyone here dealt with facial hyperpigmentation?

Supposedly it hits women when hormones go haywire—like when you're on birth control.

Any experiences, treatments, advice, doctors, creams, whitening?

It showed up on my face and it’s not exactly a look, especially since I have pale skin. It's from the pill. Now I'm just gathering informejšns so I can do something about it this fall.

Thanks a bunch.

First off, please—just don't write in English using phonetic spelling because it honestly drives me crazy; it's super irritating.😲 😳

Second, you've got Melasma. I have it too—those brown spots that pop up in the summer and look terrible. I picked up a cream from Steifel—can't remember the exact name right now—but it has 3% hydroquinone in it. It's actually great; my spots are basically gone.
Do some digging online.

P.S. The word "information" is uncountable. You say "pieces of information" if there's more than one.

says: goldenotter3, look, try to meet me halfway here—your situation isn't quite the same as what John Price went through. you're dealing with someone who abuses you both emotionally and physically (including sexual assault), and he's able to get away with it because your self-esteem is basically non-existent. how does that sit with you?

I think I phrased things poorly when I said he forces me. We actually enjoy rougher sex sometimes—you know, things like spanking or light impact play instead of just standard making love. He’s never actually assaulted me, believe me. But even without that, it would be insane if he didn't realize that I'm not always down for the same intensity he is. Sometimes, like John Price says, I just need some actual tenderness.🙄

Sometimes I'll turn him down because of things he says, and then he just turns aggressive—slapping me, forcing himself on me. Other times, he’ll wake up in the middle of the night and start grabbing at me; it isn't even about the act itself, it's more about his whole attitude and how he carries himself. And the cheating? He does it whenever and wherever he can—honestly, I don't even stress about it anymore.
He actually loves it when I bring a friend over; he’ll flirt and play games with them every single time. Last weekend, I caught him rubbing my friend's leg under the table at a Starbucks.😲
At home, he has dozens of pornographic videos he filmed himself. He’s constantly trying to record or photograph my body—my ass, my legs, whatever—but he has NEVER once asked to take a photo of my face. Real romantic, right?
I also know he's hooking up with his roommate, who is just this disgusting, washed-up girl from London... honestly, I've realized he's an addict. He just has this desperate need to be the center of attention for EVERY woman at the same time. Sometimes I don't even recognize him—the way he acts, that manic energy, the way he stares at women and completely tunes out everything else. There are moments where I look at him and I'm genuinely scared of the person standing in front of me. It's depressing because he doesn't even realize what he's doing. It's not even about the constant infidelity anymore; it's about how OBSESSED he is and how he simply can't stop. And yet, I know he cares—as crazy as that sounds, I think he actually loves me. Because no matter where he goes, he always comes back to me. I know his soul; I know what he's thinking even when he's asleep. But no, his "coming back to me" doesn't impress me. Honestly, I'm just sad and shocked because I could never bring a man like this home. Just imagine if he got wasted in front of my mom and started hitting on my little sister. I'd die of embarrassment. Or if he hooked up with one of my old high school friends?!😲
Please, help me. John Price, I think I understand what's going on with your boyfriend. This is serious—he's not just some voyeur. He's just like my guy. This is a psychological disorder, something much deeper than that.😕. I'm not exactly thrilled about airing my dirty laundry like this, I don't know... please don't laugh at me, just try to understand...

John Price said:It’s not even about faithfulness for him since he's "sleeping with me"—it's all just a "fantasy." We were watching a movie together the other night... and his hand was clearly his preferred choice over me! Then comes the commentary—stuff like, "Man, I wish she was yours..." or "I'd love for others to [redacted] you..." After that, my libido just checked out completely.
I'm not some saint, but sometimes I actually want romance, tenderness, candlelight dinners, sweet words...
Marriage? Forget about it.!! 😢

Hey John Price,
I'm speechless. I am dealing with the EXACT same issue with this guy.
I don't even know where to start or who the crazy one is here—sometimes I wonder if I'm making it all up. Long story short, here's the deal:
He has these insane sexual urges. He'd hit on every single woman he sees on a bus, walking down a sidewalk, or at a local park. When we walk down the street together, he stares at women without any shame, checking them out and even catcalling right in front of me.
Last night, there was this Asian woman on the bus wearing high boots. He literally couldn't take his eyes off her. For twenty minutes straight. She got off at our stop and he instinctively started following her—I was just 😕 😲 feeling incredibly humiliated.
I also notice quite often that the inside of his shirt has traces of semen on it, especially when he shows up late to meet me😲—I can easily guess what he was up to.
Once, while I was in the restroom at a coffee shop, he went over to "chat" with some girl because she was "so hot."
And when we're having sex, he constantly asks things like: "Who were you with?" "Did you sleep with them again?" "Can they do it better than me, or am I still the best?"... or "I want you to dress like a hooker so I can take you out and let everyone stare at you..." It just goes on and on.

Mad Max said:Just buy a ticket to Hawaii and call it a day! Or better yet, come hang out at my place this summer.
We've got the beach right there—I'll even grab you a watermelon. You can just pay for your stay in kind, and trust me, you’ll forget about your ex and the whole Republic in no time!😬

Honestly, that's probably the nicest thing anyone's said to me lately—totally made my day. I can still see Mad Max waving from a distance, strolling toward me with a massive watermelon under his arm😍 😘

Thanks everyone—honestly, reading that post from Mad Max almost had me tearing up. Especially when he mentioned buying me a watermelon!!!! Man, I’d throw some emojis your way right now if I could actually find where they all went.

At 8:20 this morning, my ex headed off to the United States for three weeks. He’ll be back on March 6th. Since I didn't give him my new number, he made sure to mention—just so I wouldn't forget—that I should call him to wish him a safe trip. His brother, who lives in Switzerland, flew into New York City last night, and they left for the United States together this morning. If things had gone differently, I’d be right there with them. After two whole years, he never even introduced me to his brother—the guy who flies into New York City all the time and whom my ex is incredibly close with. I don't know why I'm even posting this. I just feel... deflated today. Like a popped balloon. I was driving to work in this torrential downpour, looking up at a sky so gray and foggy that I couldn't help but imagine him somewhere up there, drifting through the clouds toward the sun. Please, just don't tell me he doesn't care about me—I'm already well aware of that. I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say here. It's just that he's off to somewhere I've never been—somewhere with endless blue water, silver and yellow fish, constant sunshine, palm trees, and sand, where everything smells like melon and papaya. I've never been that far away, though sometimes I dream about going...

Grab yourself some high-end, premium B6 Complex vitamins. Seriously—it’s a total game changer. Ever since I started taking them, my cycle has been perfectly smooth. Before? It was basically a horror movie—I’d be passing out from the pain and just howling at the ceiling.