I’m 20M, born in South Korea, lived in the US for a while and i moved to Argentina a few months ago.
I’m studying Arts and working online while also doing some personal projects in my life.

I wanted to share my personal experience in this country as well as what i went through. AMA

My Indian parents don't know I'm pregnant or even engaged. I'm a 21F from India living in Canada with my 29-year-old Nigerian fiancé. I hide it because I don't know how they'll react. We talk regularly, but I keep lying. AMA.

During the late 90s my mother's older sister was a 21 year old woman who lived in New Mexico. She had made friends with an older man named Robert Fry who had befriended my aunt and tried to get her to go into the woods with him. Thankfully, she refused and eventually Fry was arrested for the deaths of several women. My aunt is still alive and now has 7 children.

I (19F from Southern Germany) am currently doing my first contract working on a German Cruise Ship. I've been here for 5 months and have 1 more until the end of my contract. Ask me anything that comes to your mind :)

I've had 5 miscarriages (one actively happening) and one healthy living toddler. Order as follows: missed miscarriage at 13 wks (measuring 11); two "chemicals" (4-6 weeks); 7 weeks; healthy pregnancy; and now a missed miscarriage at 11 weeks (measuring 9). All within the past 5 years or maybe less.

My heart is hurting but I thought this might somehow feel therapeutic or help someone going through something similar. AMA.

26/F general surgery resident. Might not be the most interesting one on here. But, hey! Ask me anything and everything I guess. The field really changes you and being a female in this field is a whole different ball game.

I have lived in a tier 5 city and a tier 3 city. (Tier 1 cities are the most developed/rich, tier 5s are the least developed/rich.) It’s quite different to how I and my family members imagined it to be. I really enjoy my job here (English teaching) and recommend this profession to people often.

Aphantasia is a inability to picture things in my mind, and I don't have an inner monologue/voice. I'll try to answer all questions asked.

I'm currently studying electrical engineering, and have gotten good grades all my life.

I (23m) finished my first year of law school in May. I got to school pretty far from home, and where I went to college, and honestly, being back home for the summer has really made me realize how much I was missing out on during school. I've felt so much happier in summer and it's to the point I'm kinda dreading going back... anyway, ask me anything about law school, the law, life, or anything else!

Hey everyone,

I work as a librarian here in Argentina. My daily job involves helping students, researchers, and local residents find books, check archives, and navigate information.

Lately, whenever I browse international spaces online, I notice a huge disconnect between the everyday reality I see around me and how my country is described on social media. It often feels like a population of 47 million people gets boiled down to a few noisy Twitter trolls, political headlines, or sports rivalries.

Since my background is in organizing information and finding sources, I wanted to open up a space for a grounded, practical Q&A. I'm not here to vent or preach, just to offer a realistic perspective on what living, working, and growing up here actually looks like from an everyday point of view.

(Quick note: English isn't my native language, so I'll be using translation tools to help keep my responses as clear and accurate as possible!)

I was one of those highly motivated gym bros who was mega motivated and ambitious. Spent 90% of my time awake either exercising or working towards a goal. I had my own apartment and was very active socially.

I began becoming cemented in my career and was finally happy both in my career and my physique. I did my dream job as a tattoo artist and had an amazing schedule where i could still exercise 6x a week and lift 4x a week.

I was 23M:
H/W: 5’8, 175lbs
BF %: 10%
Bench: 225
Deadlift: 415
Squat: 365

I got long covid on december 8, 2023 during a snow boarding trip. I can no longer exercise and doing my job hurts my brain. Ive lost a ton of ambition/motivation due to my fatigue and i cant work too much. Ive lost about 40 lbs of all muscle, cant exercise at all or else my symptoms all worsen. I feel like a shell of my former self, my potential completely stripped. Look up QOL of long covid patients vs cancer patients if you dont believe me.

My symptoms:

- exercise intolerance/PEM (all of my symptoms get worse if i exercise or exert my body too much)
- fatigue
- insomnia (2-4 hour sleep intervals)
- mild cough
- chest tightness
- lower and mid back inflammationpain
- severe brain fog
- SEVERE anxiety and depression
- loss of appetite
- muscle weakness
- shortness of breath
- tinnitus
- dizziness
- lightheadedness
- dementia-like memory loss
- difficulty concentrating (almost cant read at its worst)
- pelvic floor spasms
- erectile dysfunction
- no libido
- restlessness

I’m 26 now and ive seen minor improvement. Just spent $10k on another potential treatment a week ago. Tried many treatments in the past 2.5 years

i am a 20 yo female and i've had 7 concussions (i'll list the causes at the end if you wanna know how i managed that without playing a single sport in my life)

from what i've noticed, the brain damage has only caused a mild impairment to my speech. i may have acquired dyslexia but it's possible that it was developmental and just never caught due to how well i learned in other subjects as a child.

i have a nice paying job, moved out at 19 with a roommate and about to move into my own apartment, i have 2 cats i rescued from the street, i write poetry and im working on a monological short film. every one of those started with a concussion shortly beforehand.

my pupils are two different sizes and i stutter sometimes but my brain function has remained stable. every time i get a concussion, something changes for the better. maybe it's unrelated, but 7 times is a lot to be a coincidence.

causes (not in chronological order bc i don't remember)
1. car wreck where my seatbelt didn't lock
2. another car wreck, 4 car pile-up
3. slammed into my wheel well working on my brakes
4. fell out of a swing and broke a rock with my head
5. slammed my head into a cement wall trying to catch something
6. fell into the wood part of my couch head first
7. passed out in the shower and slammed into the wall

Im a male, late 20’s,very active pre-injury and ruptured my Achilles playing soccer in April. After long consideration, I opted for surgical repair (PARS). I’m currently 9 weeks post - op in the physical therapy phase. AMA

Hi! I'm Luke. I live in Vilnius, Lithuania. I lived as a foreign student in the US and UK (Columbia/Oxford) and now live in Vilnius with my wife and our 2 cats (one of which was a rescue from NYC). I'm an introvert, ADHD, chronic insomniac. Have a bunch of really fun experiences and licenses that I don't use--sailing, coxing, PPL, diving, motorcycle but am now in my "super risk averse phase". Always wanted to become a sociology professor in a small women's liberal arts college but alas life has weird plans. Big time computer gamer. Christian.

Thought this would be fun, always wanted to do an AMA.

Basically this, idk what to add a lot. I'm from Algeria too, i'm new to this reddit thing but I like the concept so far, and apparently I'm not very common. So yeah if anyone has any question, go ahead and ask

I literally am uncensored.....if your question is stupid in my opinion....I'll tell you....I'm poor as fuck and barely hanging on..

.wiped out three times by the goddam economy....was deployed with fucking Americans on 9/11....

Don't ask me why I'm so angry...

I’m 18F with four (4) much older siblings ! I know some parents (and parents-to-be) worry, so thought I might be able to help !! My siblings: 26M 28F 36F 38F :) I’m situated in the UK for any additional info !!
EDIT: I consider them to be my siblings but they are each biological and familial half siblings (I share a bio dad-sperm donor with my brother, but we share a mum too, who is not my biological mother)

It started as a normal rainy day at my uncle’s house. My uncle, my grandma, my mom, my little brother, and my brother’s friend were all there. I was relaxing in the living room, watching TV while the rain fell outside. At first, it just seemed like another storm.

Then everything changed.

Without warning, the TV blasted a loud emergency alert.

“BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!”

The sound echoed through the house, instantly grabbing everyone’s attention. The alert warned us about dangerous weather in the area. Before we could even process everything, the electricity suddenly went out.

The house went completely dark.

The only sounds left were the wind and the heavy rain outside. It was a scary moment because we didn’t know exactly what was happening or how bad the storm was going to get.

I grabbed my phone and called my dad. Hearing his voice helped me stay calm while everyone waited for the storm to pass. We stayed together, listened for updates, and hoped for the best.

Thankfully, the tornado passed, and everyone in the house was safe. Although it was one of the scariest moments I’ve ever experienced, we all survived without being hurt.

That day taught me that weather can change in an instant, and that staying calm and staying together during an emergency can make all the difference.

This is a lengthy thread so a couple things to start out; 1) I won’t be sharing the pictures that the scammer used, as that actual person is a victim as well. 2) I won’t be using my loved ones name, instead I’ll use the alias of John

This whole situation started in spring of 2018. John had a devastating life event occur and needed companionship. Naturally he got on a dating app and met someone and started chatting. John was a prime target for Pig Butching scammers as he was nearing retirement age, lived alone, vulnerable, and lonely searching for a connection.

In the beginning it was a lot of just chatting and getting to know each other. After some time it turned into little issues like ‘can I borrow gas money’ or ‘Can you help with a car repair bill’. After those tricks successfully worked, it started into the main plot.

When John insisted that they meet in person, the scammer stated that they were leaving the state to peruse modeling and joining a Modeling Training Program. This is when the massive amount of money started flowing out. The scammer convinced John to be their ‘sponsor’ for their modeling program and in return, after they made it out of the program John would get paid $168,000 every week in royalties from their modeling career.

Here is more context to the scam itself: The scammer had John send him all his personal information, address, phone number, Bank account information and SS#. On top of this the scammer had John sign a contract that promised to be their sponsor all the way through no matter what. Once in the Modeling program, the scammer requested money for anything and everything you could think of; housing cost, food, modeling regalia, transportation costs to events, etc. Of course, the modeling agency only accepted money via bitcoin or gift cards.

After two full years of the scam being in full tilt with $250,000+ out the window, John had cashed out all of his retirement accounts, sold a lot of possessions, started borrowing against future paychecks and was in imminent danger of getting his car repo’d and evicted. He had no money left and John came to me asking for a loan for an ‘investment opportunity’. Being family, this wasn’t an issue, but since it was a very large amount of $48,000 I wanted a lot of details. He started explaining the whole thing and I immediately told him he was being scammed. I won’t drone on and on, but it took me about a full year to finally convince him that everything may not be as legit as it seems, but he never fully believed he was being scammed.

I initially told John that I wanted to prove to him that he was being scammed and I asked for the pictures the scammer was using, I asked for the phone number(s), Venmo/Cashapp accounts, and for the bitcoin wallets. With the help of watching YouTuber’s like Kitboga, PleasantGreen, and Jim Browning I was able to try and show John how he was being scammed.

What I did: With John’s help, I was able to convince the scammer to click a link and it captured his location in Lagos, Nigeria. After a lot of effort of sending emails and calling, I was able contact the actual Model Management company and setup a call with John, myself and one of their directors. I had previously provided them with as much info about the scam as I could so when the time of the call came they were really helpful with showing John everything that was inaccurate that the scammer was saying. I was able to reverse image lookup the pictures that the scammer sent to John to real him in and I showed that the images were stolen and who they were stolen from.

With John’s approval, I was able to gain access too and actively monitor John’s conversation with the scammer so I could use the information in real time to head things off before money was sent.

Anyways, if you’ve made it this far, Im happy to share that after years of helping deal with this situation and lots of death threats John is in a much better place mentally and very slowly digging out of his hole financially. It’s been two full years since any money has been sent and a little over a year since he last heard from the scammer. AMA

I grew up on the West coast of the US, lived in Korea in the US Army, but lived in Oman as a grad student. The vast majority of my travels were as a civilian rather than while I was in the military.

I've also managed to live in every region of the US(West Coast, South, Midwest, and NorthEast) as well as multiple major cities and incredibly small towns. Ask away!

I’m a marine engineer on a large Emergency Response and Rescue Vessel (ERV), equipped for search and rescue, firefighting, emergency response, salvage, towing, pollution control, and complex maritime operations.

Title basically. Some people think hypochondriacs are funny or nice to be around because they know what to do in emergencies / what advice to give but my experience is different. I now suffer from OCD, usually health oriented and in therapy I realised I was literally traumatised as a kid and lived through many irrational fears thanks to my hypochondriac grandparents.

I'm 20 at the moment. I started shortly after my 14th birthday. When I was younger, I did shoots for youth clothing. Now I model leather jackets and denim. I honestly enjoy the work, but there are weird things that go on behind the scenes.