Wasn't interested in humans, had an exploded tear duct and a cone, walked with a waddle, didn't like human contact, plus we were going overseas for a Europe trip for 8 weeks. There was no way we could adopt him. My family didn't even like him, and I was 15 at the time, in absolutely no position to get this dog.

Took him 3 years to lean against me and go on my bed.

I knew he was mine from the day I saw him.

7 years later, he's curled up on my bed after following me down to the kitchen twice tonight.

Ask me anything.

EDIT: I’m on the balcony in a storm rn and he’s just nudged the blind sliding door open to stare at me through the gap. I love him so much.

EDIT 2: Here's a link to a post with three photos of him!
https://www.reddit.com/r/SupermodelDogs/s/xADyyDsf6E

EDIT 3: Having way too much fun answering these! Here's a few hints about things that haven't come up:

-He HATES being picked up. He also has a way to ask for it when he decides he needs help.
-My family's relationship to him now (Only my younger brother likes him)
-What prompted that first time he asked to come on the bed and stay there...

Ask away and I’ll answer.

I’m old school I cover both inpatient and outpatient + stroke call. General neurology practicing in the South.

Lived in 3+ states. Enthusiastic about medicine and think is good but can be better.

Ask me anything.

So my (17f) parents disowned all of their children 4 years ago when I was 13. They paid us money to not involve ourselves with them whatsoever.

My parents have 6 children, 22M, 20F, 18M, 17F & 17F (twin girls), and 16F. They were psychologically and emotionally abusive. Never physically though. They were neglectful although it never appeared that way. Essentially they have extremely radical conservative, like Neo-Nazi views, and are very wealthy. I didn’t know this as a child because we had nanny’s and raised eachother. My parents didn’t even really talk to the Nannies much. I played sports and went on trips they would send us on with the Nanny or through programs. We went to sleep away camp every summer, all summer, starting when we were 8.

Basically about 4 years ago or so, my sister started dating a boy who was black. My parents found out and flipped out. That was the first real red flag, but we had already noticed for a while that they didn’t parent right. Then my brother found out somehow that my dad worked in academic fraud. My mom also does spicy work. Over the course of a year they got more and more angry with us about not being conservative and anything they thought of as “leftist”. My older siblings started getting in fights about their beliefs with them and we refused to stop talking to our fruity cousin. They knew that my brother knew “too much” about how they made money and so one day they basically sat us down and basically told us if we were going to be “defiant” we were going to live on our own and that they didn’t want to be involved with us. They originally were going to let us 3 youngest stay with them with super strict rules including no talking to the older 3, but we all refused and talked them down to let us pick the boarding school and we all went.

My twin and younger sis and I had to go to a different school since we weren’t in high school and then transferred to the school our older siblings went to. We are all pretty close and now the older 2 go to college. We can talk to my parents through a mediator they hired, only for guardian stuff. They have given us plenty of money and it’s in a trust. Honestly, this was the best case scenario to me because the foster care system is extremely messed up and I am glad we never had to report or blackmail them. They have told us many times they hate who we have become and that they wish they didn’t have kids. They are basically paying hush money.

I’m doing great and the school staff here is so supportive. I have my siblings as family, and I have a therapist.

Spent my life until I was in my mid-30s with my parents owning a funeral home and being the coroner in a small community. I worked there for a bit too.

Been through it all- close family friends dying, suicides, murders, drownings, spooky stories.

I was human trafficked by my mom when I was 16 in the US specifically in Florida. She went to prison for 7 years.

So ask me anything that you are curious about even if it’s grave detail and are absolutely terrified to ask!

I was an illness faker. When I was 14, I faked disorders for attention while I was in a severe active abuse situation which pretty much destroyed my entire life for about 2 years. 

I faked autism, adhd, on paper is says an eating disorder and tics, seizures and passing out. While I was conscious I was doing this, I was also unaware since I also genuinely believed I had these things. I would convince myself I did and get mad if someone told me I did. 

Shortly after, I was sent to a residential treatment center where I would live for 9 months. On my psych eval, they told me I had cluster B personality traits. I haven’t gotten a new eval and I’ve been out of therapy for a while so I’m unsure if this developed into full blown BPD. 

Currently, I’m 18 and go to college out of state. I’m a poli sci & psych major with a concentration in education of the teaching license path. As mentioned above, I’m no longer in therapy and live a relatively normal college life. 

AMA

Great Books of the Western World is a collection of the most impactful books that have shaped civilization. It has works in history, literature, science, philosophy, and religion.

This started out as a bit of curiosity, and I thought a lot of these would be very difficult, but I've found them surprisingly accessible.

be polite or be ignored, I will be an open book as long as you aren’t an obvious troll. 33F from the southern US. I also have older parents and a very large age gap with my siblings. I’m a wife and mother myself now also!

Flight cancelled yesterday, rented "the last car" in Las Vegas to drive home but that was a lie. Booked a new flight home, been at the airport for six hours now. It keeps getting delayed.

Very tired and dehydrated here!

Right now sitting in a Mexican restaurant close to the gate that insisted I use a QR code for the menu, but of course the QR directed me to a snack stand. The waiter (who seems like a nice person), finally found me a menu. It's faded to the point of being almost unreadable. Whatever, I'm starving.

Ask me anything or please voice words of support.

Update: I’ve left the restaurant and I’m now sitting on a cozy chair at the shoeshine station. Also, speaking of shoes, I’m wearing silver boots and TSA needed me take them off because they were upsetting the sensors.

Also, also, I began this AMA on my computer but since I’ve moved from the restaurant, I’ve downloaded the Reddit app. I haven’t used it before, so, please excuse any typos.

Also, also, also, my daughter volunteered to drive to Las Vegas to rescue me. I declined but so sweet. I <3 her so very much.

I am sailing on cargo ships since 2005, presently sailing as Chief Engineer.
Ask me anything you want to know about ships or life at sea.
Everyone is welcome to ask questions.
It would be a pleasure to answer your questions.

Hi! I'm Séan, 31M, Irish, married, dog dad, pharmacist, amateur photographer, competitive swimmer, trade union organizer, rugby fan, bad drummer, nature lover. I also happen to have achondroplasia (the most common form of dwarfism) and am 4'5"/134cm tall.

AMA about my life or little people in general. All good faith questions welcome. Leprechaun jokes allowed if you can come up with one I haven't heard before (good luck 😂)

Good evening, my name is Noor and I’ve been DeafBlind my whole life. I recently moved to the U.K. with my family and so far I’ve enjoyed it here. I love being around nature and nurturing my faith and relationship with friends and family

I [23F] worked as a club/party promoter in the Greek city Hersonissos.

To put it briefly: Hersonissos is a town on the Greek island of Crete. The island is well-known for its nightlife. Young adults and teenagers come to this island specifically to enjoy some great partying.

My job involved selling entrance tickets. During the day, I would approach as many potential partygoers as I could.

Feel free to ask me anything about my experience on the job, awkward moments, bizarre situations, strange customers and guests, colleagues, alcohol consumption, and the nightlife scene itself.

Maybe it’s not the most unique job, but I definitely experienced interesting things.

Little about me, i grew up in the south. Tried going to community college there, wound up having to take a semester off after finishing pre recs, since the program I was trying to get into didn’t start yet. So I couldn’t stay in the dorms, anywho, I went to try and stay with my mom, who was staying with some guy? Idk his name anymore, but the place didn’t have AC, and was just NOT it. “Not trying to live in a crackhouse” tried staying with my brother, slept on his couch for a week, he and his gf at the time who was my moms age btw, fought CONSTANTLY. Like full on screaming matches, like our parents used to do. “Keep in mind both of them were actively using meth at the time, no idea if they are now” decided I couldn’t stay there, so I got a hotel room, and paid for a week. Moved out of my brothers place while he was gone, next day he showed up to my work and said if I didn’t pay him he’d beat my ass, said I had no soul, and basically just said I was a good for nothing piece of shit. So, I looked online for places that paid the most for CNAs with a low cost of living, “I was a CNA, and worked at a metro t mobile place while in the south, had 2 jobs at the time” and landed on Arizona, so I packed my shit, started applying like crazy to hospitals in Arizona, when I landed a job, I drove out there, got into Tucson on my 20th birthday with nothing but my car, some clothes, and everything I could fit in my car. Found a place on fb marketplace for 850 a month, stayed there for a while, found the love of my life after abt a year or so, landlord wouldn’t let her move in and tried to raise my rent to 1350 for her visiting so much, so I found an apartment, moved into it with her, stayed there for abt a year before the AC went out in our unit and had to leave since it was like 100F in there, stayed with her mom for a month while I was putting together the money for a down payment on a new manufactured home, signed the papers, bought a 2026 3 bed 2 bath 1050 sqrft home for us, started surgical tech school, currently graduating in March. AMA

I'm currently a 15 year old highschool senior and would love to answer your questions! You can ask me about life in Nepal, our education system, school culture, academics, extracurricular activities, traditions, my personal experiences, or even my opinions on random topics. I'm open to pretty much anything, so feel free to ask away.

I'll try my best to answer honestly and give you an insight into life as a teenager in Nepal!

been playing dnd and other pen and paper for a while but it is my first time now that i am the dungeon master (aka the game master). three of four people are newbies, we are playing online. it is also my first time doing that stuff online.

I am 30 years old. I have a good career in the uk working remotely making £75,000 a year and have worked in it for about 7 years.

Recently due to AI concerns of the future I decided to try something new and start a career in something that i dint think would be replaced my AI.

It is a big change but I think life became stagnant and this will be a great change

I grew up in a racist southern baptist cult with my bio mother after the man who adopted me passed away. I survived and am now going to medical school, as a Pagan.

Ask me anything.

This might be a new one for this sub bur I assure you it is my life experience. I will be as honest as possible so if anything offends you please do not take it personally.

I lost both parents when I was in my early teens. Grandparents on both sides also passed on, along with my god parents. I do still have living family, but we all live so independently, that we barely even talk. My life has been incredibly lonely and unconventional that very few could understand.

So I’m 24 years old and dropped out of high school when I was a freshman, because of a shooting. But this wasn’t your typical “one kid with revenge coming and shooting up the place”. This was a gang fight, long story short. I went to an inner city school that is your typical depiction in your head of “rough”. No one really bothered me. But after seeing someone get shot in our courtyard and fall like a puppet with their strings cut…it traumatized me. And I felt like a wimp for not being a tougher man for it. But I refused to go back, despite the pleading and intimidation from my parents.

I eventually got my GED and went to community college and am now working for Amazon corporate in logistics. But please, feel free to ask me anything about my life.

I was born right-handed, but 9 years ago I started practicing writing with my left hand. I didn’t realize I would end up completely switching, and learned to do all things from simply writing print, cursive, and backwards, but to also cooking, throwing a frisbee, using chopsticks, texting and phone use, etc. I’ve tried to master everything I could think of with my opposite hand to the same ability is my right hand, and was surprised to notice new things that I didn’t even think of had a particularly side, like holding a deck of cards, or eating a taco. I have been exclusively left handed for what a believe to be at least 4 years or more now. I find it intriguing knowing that I fit in a very rare demographic, of a right hander developing equal use in their left hand.

Hello there! I am Lithuanian citizen, speaking in 3 languages (Lithuanian, English, Russian) freely, learning German and Chinese, and with my language group, I can understand many eastern european/balkan languages. Ask me anything :)

I wasn’t a drug dealer, not good with numbers or self control 😂 Was pretty well known in my locality as a fighter from young and developed a reputation as a handy guy who would take jobs offered from a variety of sources, primarily provided muscle and security to more organised criminals. I guess you could say I was from the last generation of criminals and never harmed anyone innocent

I went from 45kg (99 lbs) to 80kg (176 lbs).

I've struggled with my relationship to food and my body for years. This weight gain was not intentional. I'm currently on a weight-loss journey, hoping to return to a healthy weight.

I'm 5'7" (174cm) and 22 years old.

I got into plants 9 months ago, and now own more than 90 (including propagations) and am seeking work as an indoor plant technician or nursery worker, so improving my fitness so I can accomplish my dream job is a current goal of mine.

I also want to play futsal again. I used to be a decent goalkeeper who played yearly at regionals.

Ask me anything!