My skip level manager started harassing me, whom I partially report to him.

2025.01.24 02:40 Particular_Side_7363 My skip level manager started harassing me, whom I partially report to him.

Hi Folks,
Mental health issue, please help.
I work in MNC where my 30% of responsibilities which I report to skip level manager.
Due to some recent project issues where am not the sole reason, he started harassing me in what's app groups with project related questions.
He started asking cross questions on each and every points where I am reporting on the project completion.
I am feeling mentally down and need yo change my company in four months since Waiting for my variable pay.
Please help what to do?
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2025.01.24 02:40 Psychological-Wave30 How did people adapt with poor eyesight in the past?

I have always wondered how humans were able to live with poor eyesight in earlier days and survive even though we rely on sight the most for the majority of activities essential to survive. I asked chat gbt and they said that people with poor eyesight usually worked jobs that did not require eyesight such as cooking and crafting. I just wanted to know if anyone else had insight on this?
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2025.01.24 02:40 Hot_Cry_9223 For My Fragrance Enthusiasts: Discover Your Perfect Scent

Hey SaaS community!
I’m super excited to share my latest project, fragella.com an app designed to make discovering your perfect fragrance simple, enjoyable, and personalized. Whether you’re a fragrance collector, a casual fan, or someone just starting your scent journey, Fragella has something for you!
Here’s what you can do with Fragella:

This project is a passion-driven effort to create a one-stop app for all things fragrance. If you’re as obsessed with scents as I am, I’d love for you to check it out!
I’m also looking for feedback from the community. What features would you love to see in an app like this? Are there specific pain points you face when exploring fragrances that we can solve?
Thanks for taking the time to read this. Feel free to ask questions or share your thoughts—I’d love to hear them!
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2025.01.24 02:40 Separate-Cow-3267 Is it better to use the AMD compiler on AMD CPUs and Intel compilers on Intel ones?

I am unable to find much online about this. Will I see a performance drop if I use Intel compiler on a machine with AMD cores?
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2025.01.24 02:40 M3ZG Need help undervolting 3060ti

Hey, I’ve got an RTX 3060 Ti and I’m looking for a tutorial to undervolt it (I’m a beginner and wouldn’t be able to figure it out on my own). My case doesn’t have great airflow, and it gets really hot where I live, so I’ve always undervolted all the GPUs and CPUs I’ve had so far (just undervolting, I’m not into overclocking). It’s always worked out great, but with the 3060 Ti, I haven’t been able to find any settings that actually make a difference in temps. Could you recommend some specific settings or maybe explain how I could figure them out myself?
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2025.01.24 02:40 edfitz83 A penguin is driving his car, which starts running rough. He pulls into a mechanic right before it conks out

The penguin describes the problem to the mechanic, who tells him he’ll look at it, and recommends the penguin go across the street to a diner for lunch
The penguin returns after lunch and asks what’s wrong with his car. The mechanic says “It looks like you blew a seal”
The penguin wipes his mouth, and says, “That’s just the vanilla ice cream I had for dessert!”
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2025.01.24 02:40 logshooter Past experiences with other substances continue to haunt me, and I'm terrified to break through on DMT. Is it bad to repeatedly low dose daily as a form of exposure therapy? Warning, long post (story time and trip reports, TL;DR included)

When I was 19, I bought salvia 20X at a headshop because I read it was legal to buy, and I thought I was sooo cool because I figured out how to buy a trip to the moon without breaking the law. My best friend at the time agreed to try it with me, but we had to leave the house so his parents wouldn't find out. Our dumbasses decided the best place to smoke it was in a taco bell parking lot at 1:00AM in my car. We packed the bowl heavy and I took a gigantic lung-full (just like the internet told me to do) and held it as long as it took for my buddy to take his hit (his hit was much more conservative than mine, which is an important detail for later). We reclined our seats back, giggling in anticipation, saying shit like "here we go!!!"
Then, I was completely gone. I was no longer in my car. I didn't know who or where I was. I had no concept of myself, my family, planet earth, nothing. I was no longer human. Instead, I was a head. A head which was, like, melting/merging into other heads, as part of a spiraling tower of heads which extended infinitely upwards and downwards into the darkness. It was as if all of the heads were made of a non-newtonian fluid. And, there were an infinite number of spiraling towers of heads all around me. Every single head, including me, could do nothing of any agency except wail in anguish. It never occurred to me that I took a substance. For all I knew, this is how it always was, this is how it is, and this is how it always will be. I was truly in Hell.
When I was coming down and could start to remember that I was a human being in a car, I noticed that my friend was on top of me, holding me down to my seat and with a terrified expression on his face. I said something like "I need to get out of the car" because I could still feel the effects of the salvia and I was horrified that I would be pulled back into that nightmare. I got out of the car, stumbled to the back bumper and buried my face in my hands with my elbows on the trunk. I hyperventilated for a few minutes, repeatedly praying to whomever would listen and saying shit like "ooohhh FUCK, OOOHHHH MY GOODDD, HHOOLLLY SHIIIT BRO".
Once I kinda settled down and felt normal again, we drove back to his house. On the way back, he explained to me that he had to hold me down because I was screaming at the top of my lungs and kicking the windshield really fucking hard. This was 14 years ago (holy shit time flies!). It was incredibly stupid of us to do, and it's had a pretty substantial effect on how I understand existence and reality. Hardly a day goes by that I don't think about what in the actual fuck all of this is or means (reality, consciousness, the fact that I experience the world only through my eyes and no-one else's, etc).
Since then, I've tried acid a couple times (it's kinda hard to source around me). Awesome experiences both times, but I definitely realize how quickly those experiences could've turned for the worse. I've done shrooms a bunch of times. I've had great times on shrooms, some not so great times, and the last time I did shrooms, it was outright terrifying.
That shroom trip was last year, and I'm still pretty fucked up about it. My dad wanted to try shrooms, so we each ate an 8th of peruvians and had an awesome time watching Wagons East. My dad was kinda scared while he was going up, but I was just chuffed to bits that I was doing shrooms with my dad, and that attitude kinda rubbed off on him. Awesome time. He wanted to do it again a couple weeks later, so I got us some 4G chocolate bars. We ate them late morning at his house on empty stomachs, knowing it was going to hit us harder and faster. As we were going up, he said something along the lines of "I feel like I'm trying to make sure I haven't forgotten anything... I feel like I'm preparing for my own death". It was as if a spell was cast on me in that moment. A powerful sense of impending doom rushed through me, and I spent the next several hours laying in the recliner sweating my ass off, forgetting who/where/what I was if I closed my eyes for too long. I felt like I was dying.
The first half of the trip, I was like, chasing this entity through time and space with the goal of understanding the meaning of existence and consciousness. Like, why must I exist, and why is my perspective completely static (I ONLY see the world through my eyes and nobody else's), and why is my perspective required for my body to exist and act in the world (it's not like my perspective is required for others to exist and act in the world)? He was always out of reach, and he mocked me constantly, saying "nana nana boo boo" and occasionally presenting himself as a middle finger emoji. All the while, the open-eyed world was completely falling apart. Once I was over the peak, I was putting all of my energy into breathing and like, keeping my animal still, so to speak. With my eyes closed, I could see my human shaped soul sitting in a meditative pose in the middle of an array of impossible geometry. Meanwhile, my dad is having a splended time. Dude went out for a walk and was super fucking duper cheery. Regrettably, I remember snapping at him at some point. He kept asking me if I was okay, and I kept saying "yeah", and he'd follow up with "you sure?". I gave him a rotten look and said "yeah, will ya stop asking??". I immediately felt bad and apologized, but yeah... horrible time.
Enter DMT. I did my first extract last summer. I had my roommate try it first because he was he was curious and certain he would handle it well. Watching him trip sack was unnerving and worrisome. After the light left his eyes (was not expecting that btw), it was as if any movement he made was purely neurological. Like, the kinda shit recently dead people do, you know? He said it was easily the most insane thing he's ever experienced, and "I probably won't do that again... maybe.."
The next day, I had him watch me while I tried it. I warmed up the meth pipe with a bic, rolled the liquid around, and inhaled as much of it as I could, laid back, and closed my eyes. My heart was POUNDING through my ringing ears (I was so fucking scared, dude). I was also doing everything I could to control my breathing. Meanwhile, I'm falling into a black and white, yet vividly spectacular, fractal spiral thing where there's sparkly explosions all over the place. I then felt like I was in this geometrically impossible womb lined with pink and orange blood vessels, which ebbed/flowed and expanded/contracted with my breathing and pulsed to my relaxing heartrate. It was beautiful. However, I don't think I broke through. I think I just got to the door, really. It's mostly because there was a moment during my trip where I think I remember somebody slamming a car door outside. And, I'm pretty sure I could hear the compressor from the refrigerator during my entire trip because that damn compressor reminds me of that trip so much for some reason.
TL;DR my ego wants to break through, but my body is being a shithead about it. I've been dabbling with low doses, but any time I get beyond that mild nicotine-esque buzz to the point that my ears are ringing and I have closed eye visuals, I feel a huge adrenaline surge and my heart feels like it's going to explode. I'm scared to fucking death of this shit. Are low doses the answer? Idk if some of you are going to suggest diving head first into a potentially traumatizing experience. I'm kinda fucking done with being traumatized by psychedelics, but I feel compelled to face whatever the hell I need to face in order to get over this fear and put my trauma to rest. Is exposure therapy via low doses the answer? I kinda like the light buzz it gives, and I think if I just chase that light buzz in the evenings after work, I can maybe get comfortable enough with it to go all the way?
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2025.01.24 02:40 Mortem_Morbus What is this?

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2025.01.24 02:40 Phillies1993 What would you do if a girl slapped Johnny in his face?

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2025.01.24 02:40 theyhatehando21 Maintenance accessibility

Hello everyone! Currently looking into the 2025 RAV4 Hybrid, was curious on how easy maintenance is for those who have had to do anything like regular upkeep. Was also curious and wanted to hear any pros or cons you’ve had about your RAV4’s
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2025.01.24 02:40 Ok-Cup-8692 15 min ago

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2025.01.24 02:40 domsdoge Can we get the WT suspension penalty removed if your teammates leave?

I don’t want to play a full 5 minutes when 1 or both of my teammates leave.
I thought this was a thing but maybe it was just for ranked?
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2025.01.24 02:40 ChoccoGlxtch I love this headline

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2025.01.24 02:40 rabbitheadrabbitbody I need advice, my dad wants me to study another major even though the stress of university has caused me to have a seizure.

sorry for the long post, i need help I’m a BIG pushover so i need to clear my thoughts, also apologies in advance because english is not my first language, i (21f) am about to finish my college career, i entered college in pandemic, at first i was going to go to my father's alma mater which is also one of the top 5 universities in my country, but due to pandemic i could not attend because the class was 100% face to face and my mother refused to let me go to another city given what was going on, instead I enrolled in the community college in my city due to the sudden change of plans, now I am finishing my degree and my father wants me to try again in the said uni and I was in the plan, but then I had my stroke, the doctors said it was caused by my extreme stress, and now I have been contemplating my plan, another thing to add before asking the question, it was part of the plan that instead of going home in summer vacation (before entering the uni) I would go in the summer vacations to another country to an intensive school to learn another language, but I have been reflecting (and somewhat influenced by the youtuber Damon Dominique) I think I would like to try my luck in another country, at least for a year, I thought my parents would understand but my dad said I would waste my time, my mom who doesn't want me to go to another city said yes but with the condition that I go to work with my uncles, no offense to my uncles, but I hate that plan, because they don't leave their community and don't interact with natives, also I don't dislike the idea of going to my dad's university, although it's a high intensity school, I know I can, the problem is the stress and if I have a stroke again because of that, but I fantasize about living away from my parents and face the real world, since i have always been sheltered, now the real question.
Should I go to my dad’s alma mater and possibly risk my health for some freedom, should I stay and begin working as soon as I get over my degree, or should I go for my fairy tale ending of studying abroad?
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2025.01.24 02:40 SeriousPug Elon Musk y Javier Milei conversando

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2025.01.24 02:40 Serious_Run7757 How do I read these books in a satisfying way?

Hiya I’m been speeding through these books and am about 80% into “Healing 13” rn (at the camping trip bit) and I was just wondering if anyone had any advice for a good place to stop without getting really bad post book sadness, especially if certain storylines aren’t resolved by the end of “Taming 7”. I’m fine with conflict, I just need to know it gets resolved to be able to move on from it haha - like I’m even struggling a bit with reading the camping trip scene because I know it isn’t going to be resolved any time soon. I’ve seen some spoilers online, I know the friend group breaks up at some point, I really don’t want to read about that without having a resolution I can read right away afterwards haha. Does anyone have any advice for a good place to stop reading for the time being to avoid this? I do really want to see more about Claire and Gibsie’s relationship, but I think that isn’t until “Taming 7” which is also I think where there is a lot of conflict within the friendship group?
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2025.01.24 02:40 CatSpilledSpicedTea I [36M] was berated by my GF [38F] because I wasn’t ready to get married after 3 weeks of dating.

I met a pretty rave girl at a Darren Styles show and fell head over heels with her. Two weeks later, after texting, we had our first date on 1/3/25, and the vibes and connection were solidified. From that day on, we were together every hour (outside work) for almost three weeks. We lived 20 minutes apart, so we took turns staying over at each other’s places, and I would drive her to work (she didn’t have a car) each morning so she didn’t have to take the trolley.
I’ve been single for the past two years, and my last relationships lasted five and eight years, respectively. I was cheated on both times, so it’s tough for me to trust someone again and be vulnerable. However, with her, I believed she was my ride-or-die because of our deep conversations about our values and goals in life. We even came up with cute nicknames for each other. I was so happy when we agreed to make our relationship official together.
We both shared our darkest secrets and trauma with each other. I told her things that no one else knew.
I am/was fully committed; I want/wanted her more than anything. My love language is gift giving and acts of service, so I would cook for us, grocery shop, pay for food/dinnedrinks, Uber us to events, and even installed a bidet at her apartment. She met my friends and said they were amazing compared to her past friend groups. She was shocked to see how our friends would spend time together without having to get fucked up on drugs be the primary reason to hang out together.
One night, we were drinking and watching TV, and the conversation shifted to our commitment and how dedicated I was to her. So she said, “We should get married now.” It wasn’t jokingly or cutesy. It was dead-ass serious. I was taken aback because I care about this person, but we only just met, and it’s too early even to consider that. I did my best to say, “No, I’m not ready yet,” and I’m not going to say “Yes” to something that I don’t feel comfortable saying. So, because I was trying to avoid the situation, it was perceived as “I don’t want to.” But she repeatedly said, “We should get married; why won’t you marry me?” This was when I was berated and called condescending names because I didn't say what she wanted to hear. We woke up the following day, and after reminiscing about how much fun we had last night, I told her she called me some pretty hurtful things. She laughed and said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
I have thick skin, so I brushed it off and gave her the benefit of the doubt. But a week later, it happened again, the same situation; we were drinking and having a great night, but she started saying, “We should get married” again, and I reacted the same way; I told her, “No, I’m not ready yet”… She feel asleep, and I silently left in the early morning. Once I got home, I texted her, saying, “I can’t be with someone that berates me. I know my worth and won’t let myself be abused again.” her reply was, “Oh no, I’m so sorry. I understand where you’re coming from. I know I can get very ugly sometimes, and it’s my flaw. But I know I didn’t mean anything towards you.”
We had plans that morning to meet my friends and have a picnic at the park, but instead, I spent hours crying in bed. Eventually, I got up and met my friends at the park, where I told them everything. Six hours after her last text, she texted me a sad, frowny face emoji. I told her I’d call her later.
That night, we had an hour and twenty-minute long phone call. During it, I probably talked for a combined 15 minutes. The main takeaway from the conversation was that she was sorry, BUT it was my fault since I bought the cider, and I should have known better because she’s 5’6”, 110lb, and I’m 6’2”, 175lb, and that it was too high of alcohol content. I was also emasculated because of my actions since I was vocal about my feelings and emotions. I tried to express the need for boundaries (since we are both in therapy), and she replied that “boundaries are for animals and cattle.” The conversation went from bad to worse. I couldn’t believe my ears. There was no accountability for her actions or any remorse. The thing she said that I can’t get out of my head is how she used my past trauma, the things I told her in confidence, to justify how my actions are irrational and that because I was hurt in the past, I shouldn’t be so weak, and it’s not like she was physically abusing me like my ex’s.
It's been five days, and I haven't received a text or call from her. I’ve been a complete wreck. I can’t eat, sleep, or do anything without thinking about her.
I would have given her the world. We talked about traveling together and going to festivals. I told her about all the cute dates I had planned. I would have done anything for her because she is precisely who I invasion myself being with, but it feels like I’m just another doormat to her. I’ve been struggling to process everything that’s happened. I cared deeply about her and really believed in what we were building.
Did I overreact by something she said while she was drunk? Should I text her or just walk away?
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2025.01.24 02:40 Dartingquasar Are all fat ps2 able to be SSD/HDD modded?

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2025.01.24 02:40 CopeZ7 How the f$&k do you find an iPod with original parts?

Hi everyone. Sorry for the title. Very frustrated. I bought two different iPods on ebay(one new in box for a decent amount of money) and they clearly had non-original parts of lower quality (I.e the hold switch fell into the casing on one and the click wheel had an uneven gap around it on another).
I am trying to build or buy a iPod 5th gen to do a SSD, battery, and maybe Bluetooth update on it.
I’d like to find a white 30gb one (for the thin back) in decent shape, I don’t care about the back. Any leads? Any one got one in a drawer?
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2025.01.24 02:40 TheRealAbhorrentTeal petition to make this the subreddit icon

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2025.01.24 02:40 ASICmachine Times when Bitcoin saved your money (x-post from /r/Bitcoin)

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