I just got this ptsd after watching an old wedding video of an uncle of mine from 2000 I think. I was 15ish and a 10yr old cousin (Athe Ponnu who calls me anna) is troubling me in the video. My mom loudly makes a comment that, I am her future husband after all and it's her right to demand and trouble me for stuff. I was deathly embarrassed back then as I was pretty much an adult and she was small kid, and seeing the video now they have captured this as well. But even now none of the elders sees a problem in this, most of them were just cracking jokes on the group.
A cousin sister gave birth to a kid when I was 16ish, and she took promise from my parents that they won't get me married to anyone else but her. It was considered an noble act in my town apparently when they said that. When I came to know about this, I was mortified and scared if my friends come to know, and they will mock me for years.
Years have passed and one of my dad's sister rarely talk to my parents because I wouldnt agree to marry that girl who grew up along with me and called me anna all the while. Even after the fact that she found a really good guy and is happily married now.
This kinda ruined my relationships with some cousins as well to some extent. I still cringe whenever I think about this. This only borders on incest but the pedo remarks are weird as well. At some level it might be harmless but definitely bad in the long run.
Does this still happen with the current generation as well. So people in the 40s with kids still talk like this and fix marriages from birth?
Bonjour,
Y'a quelques semaines, un pigeon est né près de ma fenêtre, et tout s'est bien passé.
Hier, je vois qu'un nouveau bébé pigeon est né, mais sa maman ne le couve pas, ne le nourrit pas, et l'attaque (elle lui arrache les plumes, surtout autour du cou et du dos).
Quelqu'un peut-il m'expliquer ce qui se passe ? Je ne peux pas faire grand chose, je ne peux pas l'atteindre car je ne passe pas par la fenêtre, mais j'ai glissé quelques miettes de pain de mie et un raisin pour la petite ouverture.
Ca a pourtant bien dû se passer au début, car il a des plumes, donc il a bien une ou deux semaines, je dirais ?
I found this sentence in a French language book. I get that the overall meaning is "The baby cries when he/she doesn't see his/her mother." but when analyzing the sentence in detail, I don't understand why the section after the verb is constructed as such. More precisely, my questions are:
- Why is "soi" there? Is it even necessary? When forming such a sentence, it would definitely not have crossed my mind to add it. Is there some rule on when it's advisable to use "soi" in such sentences?
- Why does "a maman" appear like this? If I needed to translate this sentence from English to French, I surely would have gone with the following: "Le bébé pleure quand il ne voit pas sa maman."
I hope this is not a typo in the book because then I would seriously start doubting the overall reliability of it. :(
Bonjour à tous les parents du forum,
j'aimerais avoir vos conseils pour vivre au mieux une grossesse et la vie avec un petit quand on a des revenus très petits. Je connais les aides de la CAF mais c'est à peu près tout. Quelles solutions pour diminuer le budget le plus possible tout en ayant un enfant épanoui ? Sachant que le père est inconnu donc pas là. Merci
"Invite everyone to your dance party and celebrate. Clink glasses with allies while tormenting enemies with vodoo magic."
- Maman Brigitte, the Goddess of Death enters and celebrates on the Battleground of the Gods.
>Pic: Maman Brigitte
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>Bonuspic: Maman Brigitte 2
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>Pantheon: Voodoo
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>Class: Mage
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>Role: Magical ADC
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>Pros: High Attack Speed | High Single Target Damage
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History:
Maman Brigitte (English: Mother Brigitte) is a death loa and the wife of Baron Samedi in Haitian Vodou.
Wearing a black hat with colorful colonial dresses, Maman Brigitte is always seen with a glass of pepper juice in her hands and a black chicken by her side.
As Goddess of Death she cares for dead more than they were ever loved while living.
Like her husband and the other Loa she loves to party, celebrate, drink, listen to music and dance.
She is also known for her foul language.
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Basic Attacks: "Voodoo Nail":
Maman Brigitte fires a single nail formed from vodoo magic forward, damaging the first hit enemy.
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Abilities:
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Passive Ability: "Clink Glasses":
Maman Brigitte shares "Brigittes Brew", a chalice of pepper juice, with her allies from the Item Shop.
The effects of potions and chalices last longer on herself and allies on the battleground.
Brigitte has increased basic attack damage under the effects of a potion or chalice.
>Brigittes Brew [Chalice]:
Grants haste on activiation for a short time and increased attack speed for the rest of the duration.
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Ability 1: "Vivid Touch":
After activation Maman Brigitte briefly empowers her basic attacks by duplicating her nails.
With each basic attack she fires an additional smaller nail forward.
Each duplicated nail deals a p
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My mother is a JustNo. My sister and her therapist have given her the nickname of "Maman Dragon", because she is a control freak, specialized in guilt tripping and gazlighting, and doesn't understand boundaries. I'll call her MD. This is a short one, but I have a lot of stories about her and I find it calming to write it down. Please don't share this, and sorry for mistakes as English is not my main language. No advice needed for now as we are VLC and she is in a love-bombing phase.
If there is one thing MD is proud of about me, it's how autonomous I am. She always liked to brag about how I could spend hours in my room playing alone as a child, and how she never had to help me with my homework.
The thing is, I don't remember a lot of my childhood, before I was 7 anyway. But it's true, I do remember that I never asked for her help with my homework.
Now, a few month ago, I was talking with her and she had drunk a bit. She started to talk about how ungrateful I was as a kid, and than said this gem : "I remember your first day of school, you came back home and I asked you how was your day and if you had any homework to do for the next day. You told me that the teacher said children shouldn't be helped by their parents for homework and should do try to do it alone first. It pissed me off so when you asked for help I blew you off until one day you stopped asking for help."
And she was so proud to tell me this. She took something I said when I was 3 or 4 years old the wrong way, and kept a grudge for years, for my whole schooling until I was 22.
I don't even know how I feel about this info. It shouldn't surprise me really.
It seems from my previous posts that some people in here have the same kind of crazy mother I have, so, brothers and sisters of misfortune, here is another story about my JustNO mother Maman Dragon. Please don't share this, and sorry for mistakes as English is not my main language.
This one is about the wonderful festive day that is mother's day, a birthday, and a wedding anniversary. For a bit of context, I'm the last of 3 children. Sister is 40yo, brother is 39, and I'm 30f. Also, my SO's birthday is the exact same day of my parent's wedding anniversary. It shouldn't matter IMO, because wedding anniversary are about the people who married each other and celebrating the fact that they are still together, I still don't see how it's supposed to be an important day for us kids. But of course it did, in fact, matter, because MD couldn't be the center of the universe this one time.
So, this happened a few years ago. My mother told me that she was planning a big thing for their big milestone 40 years wedding anniversary the next year. Hiring a chef to cook in their home, decorating everything in the house, and later traveling for a destination they always wanted to visit (big thing for them, they had to take a plane for the first time in their life, they never left the country). I was happy for them, offered to help if they want to. But then it hit me. This is the exact day of my SO's 30th anniversary. So I told her that we will see how it goes, as it's still far away in the futur. But I'll probably come alone as I know SO will want to see his friends and family, and I'll have to leave the party a bit earlier because there is NO WAY IN HELL I'll miss my SO's 30th birthday party. He is my favorite human on this planet and my number one priority. No negociation possible.
Yeah. MD was pissed.
She yelled, she cried, poor her who is not important enough for her own kids, I'm a good for nothing, worst daughter ever, how can I be so ungrateful after everything they have done for me, and they are old and tired so it's probably the last anniversary they will be able to celebrate because they soon will be dead (they are in their 60s). I'm used to it by now, so I just let her vomit her anger. She calmed down, I explained again that I didn't say I wouldn't be there, just that I'd leave a bit earlier, and everything was fine.
A good rugsweep and a few months later. She still talked sometimes about the anniversary, passive agressive comments about my SO's birthday but
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EDIT : Après renseignement, j'ai le droit de capturer et conserver toutes les images et films que je veux, et ils ne peuvent pas exiger leur suppression ni saisire les appareils. Ils étaient donc bien illégitimes.
Par contre pas le droit de les diffuser, donc je ne la posterai pas, mais la photo n'est vraiment pas intéréssante de toute façon...
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Je sais pas à qui raconter ça, alors pourquoi pas ici...
Depuis la crise sanitaire, une partie de la caserne en face de chez moi loge dans l'appart'hotel à côté de chez moi. Cela fait 9 mois qu'ils se garent sur le trottoir tous les jours pour venir chercher les militaires à l'hôtel, gênant la circulation des cyclistes, des voitures et des piétons en même temps.
Ce matin il y avait comme souvent des places de stationnement libres juste en face de l'hotel. En ouvrant mes volets, j'ai pris une photo de leurs véhicules et des places libres pour montrer l'aberration. Puis je vais à la douche.
10 minutes plus tard, je ne suis même pas encore séché, ils sonnent plusieurs fois avec insistance. J'enfile ma robe de chambre et ouvre la fenêtre : Ils ont attendu d'être tous là ! (9 gaillards en armure, fusils d'assaut à la main). Ils avaient avancé les voitures de 3.5 mètre (littéralement) sur le trottoir de manière à bloquer ma fenêtre et ma porte d'entrée d'immeuble.
Ils m'ont demandé pourquoi j'avais pris une photo, je leur explique donc que c'était pour montrer l'ironie de leur stationnement avec les places libres en face. Ils m'ont tout de suite ordonné de supprimer la photo. Je leur ai demandé pourquoi ils voulaient que je la supprime, mais pas de réponse, que des menaces de régler ça avec la police.
J'ai donc fait mine de supprimer la photo et je leur ai montré un menu au hasard pour le "prouver". J'ai encore la photo ! (aucun d'entre aux ne sait se servir d'un nokia 3310, haha...)
Après avoir cru que la photo n'existait plus, l'un d'entre eux me dit "nan, mais c'est qu'ils y a nos plaques sur la photo c'est pour ça..." pas crédible...
On discute une seconde de leur stationnement, ils me disent qu'ils garent aussi leurs véhicules dans la caserne, mais que c'est trop dangereux de faire traverser la route aux militaires ! Donc c'est plus logique de faire prendre des risques à des piétons et des cyclistes ? Car en effet ils forcent beaucoup de monde à traverser, et ils cachent la visibilité en plus... Rappelons que pour nous c'est 135 euros d'amende par jour.
Conclusion : Les militaires ne savent pas, o
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