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AITA for turning off my phone and ignoring everyone while I grieved for my grandma?
2023.06.09 10:48 VastAgreeable4440 AITA for turning off my phone and ignoring everyone while I grieved for my grandma?
For context, my older sister and I both live in different countries, but no more than a few hours drive from the village where the rest of my family lives, and we travel once or twice a year to see everyone. I have a fairly cordial relationship with my family, although we're not tight-knit.
However, my family have developed a habit of not telling me when people die.
For example, I found out my uncle died by visiting the village on the same day as his funeral. At the time I was hurt no-one had told me, but chalked it up to them forgetting due to grief and moved on. But then it happened again - two great aunts died, and then my uncle, and then my grandpa was diagnosed with dementia and I wasn't told for months.
Two weeks ago, I had a telephone chat with my aunt to make plans about my upcoming trip to the village. We were discussing our schedules, and she said that she had "so much more time on her hands since she's no longer caring for Grandma VastAgreeable."
"Oh," I said, completely oblivious. "Has Grandma VastAgreeable gone into a care home?"
No, Grandma VastAgreeable had not gone into a care home. My beloved Grandma VastAgreeable had been dead for two months.
At the time I was in shock, I reacted badly and just hung up the phone, then turned it off completely and called in sick at work for a few days to grieve. I admit switching my phone off wasn't entirely to grieve - part of the reason was because I was angry that I hadn't been told (again) that someone had died, and I needed time out so I didn't say something I regretted to my aunt.
After a few days I turned my phone back on, and found my WhatsApp had blown up with messages from my aunt, my parents, my sister and other members of the family asking about that call and asking me to check in.
Once I explained, members of my family apologised for not telling me sooner. However my older sister berated me for my "attention-seeking" behaviour, and told me that I should be supporting those who were "actually close" to my grandma, such as my parents. When I expressed frustration that everyone kept forgetting to tell me when family members died, she told me "you acting like this is the reason Mum doesn't tell you when people die" and that seeing me grieve "was upsetting to Mum and everyone else".
I am autistic, so I don't know if there are social rules around grieving that I'm not quite getting. I didn't want to upset anyone any further, so I cancelled my upcoming trip and apologised to my family for having my phone turned off and ignoring everyone while I grieved. But this has now caused more drama, as my aunt and parents are upset that I'm not coming over and are insisting my sister just "lashed out", and sister's upset that I apologised to the family based on what she said.
AITA?
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However, my family have developed a habit of not telling me when people die.
For example, I found out my uncle died by visiting the village on the same day as his funeral. At the time I was hurt no-one had told me, but chalked it up to them forgetting due to grief and moved on. But then it happened again - two great aunts died, and then my uncle, and then my grandpa was diagnosed with dementia and I wasn't told for months.
Two weeks ago, I had a telephone chat with my aunt to make plans about my upcoming trip to the village. We were discussing our schedules, and she said that she had "so much more time on her hands since she's no longer caring for Grandma VastAgreeable."
"Oh," I said, completely oblivious. "Has Grandma VastAgreeable gone into a care home?"
No, Grandma VastAgreeable had not gone into a care home. My beloved Grandma VastAgreeable had been dead for two months.
At the time I was in shock, I reacted badly and just hung up the phone, then turned it off completely and called in sick at work for a few days to grieve. I admit switching my phone off wasn't entirely to grieve - part of the reason was because I was angry that I hadn't been told (again) that someone had died, and I needed time out so I didn't say something I regretted to my aunt.
After a few days I turned my phone back on, and found my WhatsApp had blown up with messages from my aunt, my parents, my sister and other members of the family asking about that call and asking me to check in.
Once I explained, members of my family apologised for not telling me sooner. However my older sister berated me for my "attention-seeking" behaviour, and told me that I should be supporting those who were "actually close" to my grandma, such as my parents. When I expressed frustration that everyone kept forgetting to tell me when family members died, she told me "you acting like this is the reason Mum doesn't tell you when people die" and that seeing me grieve "was upsetting to Mum and everyone else".
I am autistic, so I don't know if there are social rules around grieving that I'm not quite getting. I didn't want to upset anyone any further, so I cancelled my upcoming trip and apologised to my family for having my phone turned off and ignoring everyone while I grieved. But this has now caused more drama, as my aunt and parents are upset that I'm not coming over and are insisting my sister just "lashed out", and sister's upset that I apologised to the family based on what she said.
AITA?
2023.06.09 10:02 Johndoebro12 I’m barley living paycheck to paycheck
I hate my life. I got here on my own tho. I am 18 year old who lives in the middle of Georgia. I was homeless since I was 17 and only recently was able to secure stable living. I started my job about a month ago and things were going smoothly until today. My recent pay check left me with 1 dollar after I pay my bills. Honestly I’d rather have it say I couldn’t pay my bills or 0 dollars then one dollar. It felt like a slap in the face. I just threw my phone and started crying. I cannot believe my life has gotten to this point. I’m a loser, I blame the world, I’m pitiful. All of those except one would be right it’s not the worlds fault it’s mine. Maybe if I would’ve paid attention more in school or maybe if I would’ve saved a tiny bit of emergency money from high school I wouldn’t be in this situation. It’s too late now. I honestly thought my job would help me find purpose. I could go to work go home and chill out. I felt comfortable. I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to break everything but that wouldn’t solve anything. I can’t pay for food this month so I don’t know how I’ll be able to eat, I can’t get new hygiene stuff so my job might fire me, I ask myself why is this happening. When I was younger my grandma used to say god is testing me but why do I have to suffer. I have no right to question god but why me. Im gonna hopefully get some sleep tonight and find out how I can hustle. I don’t care what it’ll take. If I have to sell drugs I will I’m done. And if I get caught I’ll hopefully see my grandma one more time before i burn I’m done with life. My dad was right I’m weak, he won’t even be at my funeral too. I hope he’s happy because I hate him so much but I love him so much. Thank you if you read this, I want someone to see inside my mind and inside my life for once. I’m glad this is the one time I can show it.
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2023.06.09 09:42 SufficientWeather289 First time talking about this
For me, sometimes I look at family members (who I see everyday) or friends (who I see often) and I question if I recognize them. Like is that what they've always looked like. They tend to look different to me. It's also hard to recognize myself in the mirror. It's such a weird feeling but I dont dwell on it. I feel like I'm numb to it now. I never feel present. I've just recently began to even acknowledge it to myself. I've had some trauma as a kid. Death was a huge prescence in my childhood. I witnessed my beloved grandfather die of a heart attack at age 9. I believe I was home from school sick or I was just lounging in my grandparents apt. (They lived in the apt below me, my mom and my brother. I was always very close to my maternal grandparents as my mother was a single mother who worked and went to night college. Father was never in the picture. He is life long drug addict loser. We were never involved with his family either.) I was in the living room watching tv and I hear my grandmother screaming my grandfather's name. I run into the kitchen and he's having a heart attack. My grandmother instructed me to hold a spoon in his mouth so he doesn't swallow his tongue while she called 911. I only remember small pieces of what happened next. I remember the EMTs coming in. I remember my aunt and mom coming home from work while EMS was there. I don't know when my brother came downstairs. I remember being told to go upstairs to our apt and being talked to by my mom's best friend saying my grandfather loved us. My brother and I didn't attend his funeral. That was decided for us by my mother. I remember playing in the street when my family came walking back from it. There is a funeral home 2 blocks from our building. Several other family members died pretty close in years. We are Italian on my mothers side. My grandmother had 4 siblings. They would come over for holidays or stop by since they all lived in the same city. Only 2 ended up having 1 child each so my mom didnt have many cousins. They all died within years of each other and the holiday tables became empty. That was traumatic. My grandmother who I was immensely close with died in 2017. She became diabetic and developed some sores on her legs from always sitting. Thinking about it as an adult, she must have had deep depression. She had poor immigrant parents and worked in a doll/baby dress making factory as a kid. When she got into her 60s, she became sort of agoraphobic. She didnt wanna go anywhere. She just would sit in the kitchen watching tv. We bonded over tv and films. She refused to go to the doctor. Her legs got worst. The day before we basically carried her out the door to go to the hospital, I was sitting in the living room with her and she seemed out of it. When she was admitted to the hospital, they said she had sepsis. She started asking where my grandfather was and he's been dead since '93. She only recognized me. Not my mom, aunt or brother. She was on the mend after a few weeks and was sent to rehab. She had a back slide in rehab. The week that she passed away, I was hella sick with the flu. I was told I couldn't go visit. My aunt called and I could hear my grandmother screaming. This happened a few times the week of her dead. She wouldn't talk just wail. They'd give her the phone and tell her it's me but she wouldn't speak just cry or scream. This haunts me. I wonder if anyone can tell me why this was happening. It still freaks me out. I got a call on a Fri at 1am from my mom saying that don't get upset but she passed away. The rehab just called. I remember dropping to the floor and crawled under my bed and cried. my mom doesn't live too far. She came over but I locked myself in my bedroom and stood under the bed. I think this is where my Ddp started kicking into high gear. A few months later, a close friend/coworker died suddenly at the age of 26. We had spent a few days the week prior hanging out after work even though he hated social activities. We went to a movie screening, play and comedy show all in 1 week. His mom said she believes he may subconsciously have known his time was coming to an end and wanted to spend as much time with me as he could. I think the constant prescence of death has caused my dp/dr. I definitely disassociate a lot. I feel like my life has gone in a fast forward. How am I later in my 30s? I feel like I blinked and all those years were skipped. I dont remember my 20s much or most of my 30s. This seems like it's all over the place but it's the first time I've been able to put pieces together and describe what I've been experiencing. Basically, I feel like I float through life and every day my brain is a white board that gets wiped clean. I'm not present and I become unfamiliar with my surroundings and people.
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2023.06.09 09:15 vedanshcraft12 Immerse in Timeless Heritage: Discover the Essence of Tradition Through Inspiring Designs
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2023.06.09 08:50 Spectral_Coen0 I don't understand why I bother
I often wonder if I'm just genuinely meant to be stuck in the "friend zone/best friend area" of the dating life and just not someone people want to be around in terms of friendships or long term dating.
Ive been single for seven years, it will be eight years next year which includes intimacy with women too.
I've tried Facebook dating, bumble, tinder[they banned me because I said dating apps are weird?] And plenty of fish but I always get matches who never actually send me a message to chat or get to know each other, and I never find them on the swiping method via the dating section pages.
I've only ever really known awful relationships in my life and never had a decent one. I've never even been in love before which is honestly just so sad.
I'm 31, I have low grade depression and social anxiety. I live at home because inflation makes living on your own ridiculously challenging now. I don't drive, I am unemployed after they let me go from a job I was working and finding a new one is a pain in the behind in the city that I'm currently in.
I'm a genuine sweetheart who's quiet, and shy in the beginning. I'm respectful, easy to talk to, deeply understanding, I'm trustworthy, massively geeky, well mannered, polite, doesn't cheat or abuse anyone, who goes out of their way to buy flowers for the girl, write her a letter expressing my feelings for her, and genuinely celebrating a month as a win.
I've had relationships that cheated on me, used me for money, bullied me at parties they invited me to, humiliated by her room mates, dumped on a family members funeral, abused emotionally/verbally, and mentally by both her, and her parents. Had a girl break gifts I got her and leave it on my front porch. Humiliated for being "vanilla" and boring in the bedroom, and for not lasting all that long either.
I just don't understand this world anymore. 😕 I'm an average looking guy with a massive heart and yet I can never be seen as the boyfriend type or someone worth pursuing.
I've never had anyone hit on me, flirt, show any kind of interest, making the first move, actually talk and hold a conversation without the use of short one word answers in quite a while honestly. I'm so oblivious now that if a girl is being nice I just brush it off as just being polite, because I'm so use to being hurt and not treated as anything other to them
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Ive been single for seven years, it will be eight years next year which includes intimacy with women too.
I've tried Facebook dating, bumble, tinder[they banned me because I said dating apps are weird?] And plenty of fish but I always get matches who never actually send me a message to chat or get to know each other, and I never find them on the swiping method via the dating section pages.
I've only ever really known awful relationships in my life and never had a decent one. I've never even been in love before which is honestly just so sad.
I'm 31, I have low grade depression and social anxiety. I live at home because inflation makes living on your own ridiculously challenging now. I don't drive, I am unemployed after they let me go from a job I was working and finding a new one is a pain in the behind in the city that I'm currently in.
I'm a genuine sweetheart who's quiet, and shy in the beginning. I'm respectful, easy to talk to, deeply understanding, I'm trustworthy, massively geeky, well mannered, polite, doesn't cheat or abuse anyone, who goes out of their way to buy flowers for the girl, write her a letter expressing my feelings for her, and genuinely celebrating a month as a win.
I've had relationships that cheated on me, used me for money, bullied me at parties they invited me to, humiliated by her room mates, dumped on a family members funeral, abused emotionally/verbally, and mentally by both her, and her parents. Had a girl break gifts I got her and leave it on my front porch. Humiliated for being "vanilla" and boring in the bedroom, and for not lasting all that long either.
I just don't understand this world anymore. 😕 I'm an average looking guy with a massive heart and yet I can never be seen as the boyfriend type or someone worth pursuing.
I've never had anyone hit on me, flirt, show any kind of interest, making the first move, actually talk and hold a conversation without the use of short one word answers in quite a while honestly. I'm so oblivious now that if a girl is being nice I just brush it off as just being polite, because I'm so use to being hurt and not treated as anything other to them
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2023.06.09 08:33 ProfessionalHumor933 The Haunted Diaries stories part 1
This summer vacation rosy and her family went to their ancestral home in New Jersey their was rumors that the house was built by her ancestors for hiding their black magic in 1896 many children were went missing near the house but one day a person saw one of the people who lived their murrding 2 children and performing a spell the person ran to the village and told every people and the village people went to the house and saw blood dripping from. The house 2nd floor the killed many family members the beeged for forgiveness but the village people didn't show mercy so the family gave them a curse that no one will never come to this house if someone comes they will die so many years no one came but rosy grand father bought this home but his grand father died very soon after he bought the house he left the house to rosy but rosy didn't believe in this story he and her husband went to the house and stayed they planned to stay there for a long time but rosy husband went for a business trip so rosy was alone in the house but one day rosy heard some thing in the 2nd floor she slowly went to 2nd floor and opens the door and some energy pulls her from Bhiend and claws her throat and kills her her husband attends her funeral she was buried under the houses back yard the ghost smiles and leaves for his home killing one more person.
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2023.06.09 07:10 lost-in-my-brain AITAH For kicking my brother out of the car to walk home?
Hi I was probably 16-17 F at the time and my twin brother (who we will call Jimmy) was in the car with me because my mother sent us out to go grocery shopping and stuff.
For a little bit of background me and my twin brother where separated from around the age of 13 in to different foster homes, when we where older around the 16 age range my brother was returned back to my mom for a trial discharge. I had chosen to stay in a different home because I couldn't handle my moms legacy parenting style, among other things, but I needed structure to make it through the rest of high-school with my learning disabilities. Anyways one day I had to turn my mom in for selling prescription medications right infront of me with no regard for Jimmy's, or my safety. The person she sold to was someone she new but if this got out of hand she could slip down a dangerous road. I cried to weeks and blamed myself again for the downfall of my family but through therapy we address that I did the right thing to keep my family safe. Jimmy was sent to a different foster home and blames me to this day, even though he still was released back to our mother again.
After Jimmy getting returned we where probably 18 when this happened, I forget why he was mad at me but he was yelling at me while I was driving and I couldn't take it anymore I pulled over and yelled back in tears. It wasn't my fault he was sent to another foster home, I never wanted that to happen all I wanted was for my mom to stop taking dangerous risks and think of keeping us safe. I yelled at him to get out of the car and he can walk home (we live in a small town, it wasn't the middle of nowhere it was quite literally in town) he huffed and got out and started walking and I drove home so sad and distressed. My mom never fully apologized and still won't even try to make him see my side on why I had to call it in. I can tell she still has resentments me a little. Anyways I watched a video that reminded me of the situation but it still makes me fell bad, I just needed him to stop yelling and berating me. He has no filter and will say anything and everything to hurt someone even if he loves them. I'm sorry it's so long and I'm not great I writing, I'm so sorry.
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For a little bit of background me and my twin brother where separated from around the age of 13 in to different foster homes, when we where older around the 16 age range my brother was returned back to my mom for a trial discharge. I had chosen to stay in a different home because I couldn't handle my moms legacy parenting style, among other things, but I needed structure to make it through the rest of high-school with my learning disabilities. Anyways one day I had to turn my mom in for selling prescription medications right infront of me with no regard for Jimmy's, or my safety. The person she sold to was someone she new but if this got out of hand she could slip down a dangerous road. I cried to weeks and blamed myself again for the downfall of my family but through therapy we address that I did the right thing to keep my family safe. Jimmy was sent to a different foster home and blames me to this day, even though he still was released back to our mother again.
After Jimmy getting returned we where probably 18 when this happened, I forget why he was mad at me but he was yelling at me while I was driving and I couldn't take it anymore I pulled over and yelled back in tears. It wasn't my fault he was sent to another foster home, I never wanted that to happen all I wanted was for my mom to stop taking dangerous risks and think of keeping us safe. I yelled at him to get out of the car and he can walk home (we live in a small town, it wasn't the middle of nowhere it was quite literally in town) he huffed and got out and started walking and I drove home so sad and distressed. My mom never fully apologized and still won't even try to make him see my side on why I had to call it in. I can tell she still has resentments me a little. Anyways I watched a video that reminded me of the situation but it still makes me fell bad, I just needed him to stop yelling and berating me. He has no filter and will say anything and everything to hurt someone even if he loves them. I'm sorry it's so long and I'm not great I writing, I'm so sorry.
2023.06.09 06:31 Hans_vonPoopenfarten The Gebulazi Conquest of Balhurþ
The following Phoenician poetic tablet was discovered in the ruins of Old Balhurþ, depicting the razing and mass-sacrifice of a Phoencian colony under the orders of the future Gebulazi king, Grimaz Harjing in Landisgabaurþ 1966.
The fanged witch commanded the flame sacrifice
Sons of Bal’dagon burned on the coast
Wealth plundered was worthless to the hordes of wolves
Sails shredded to fuel the funeral pyre
Children now pray to their burning homes
Our seaport to never be home evermore
Fallen to wolves that come from the north
Oh Lord Bal’dagon bring us living mercy
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The fanged witch commanded the flame sacrifice
Sons of Bal’dagon burned on the coast
Wealth plundered was worthless to the hordes of wolves
Sails shredded to fuel the funeral pyre
Children now pray to their burning homes
Our seaport to never be home evermore
Fallen to wolves that come from the north
Oh Lord Bal’dagon bring us living mercy
2023.06.09 05:25 JoshAsdvgi THE RESUSCITATION OF THE ONLY DAUGHTER
 | submitted by JoshAsdvgi to Native_Stories [link] [comments] THE RESUSCITATION OF THE ONLY DAUGHTER There once lived an old couple who had an only daughter. She was a beautiful girl, and was very much courted by the young men of the tribe, but she said that she preferred single life, and to all their heart-touching tales of deep affection for her she always had one answer. That was "No." One day this maiden fell ill and day after day grew worse. All the best medicine men were called in, but their medicines were of no avail, and in two weeks from the day that she was taken ill she lay a corpse. Of course there was great mourning in the camp. They took her body several miles from camp and rolled it in fine robes and blankets, then they laid her on a scaffold which they had erected. (This was the custom of burial among the Indians). They placed four forked posts into the ground and then lashed strong poles lengthwise and across the ends and made a bed of willows and stout ash brush. This scaffold was from five to seven feet from the ground. After the funeral the parents gave away all of their horses, fine robes and blankets and all of the belongings of the dead girl. Then they cut their hair off close to their heads, and attired themselves in the poorest apparel they could secure. When a year had passed the friends and relatives of the old couple tried in vain to have them set aside their mourning. "You have mourned long enough," they would say. "Put aside your mourning and try and enjoy a few more pleasures of this life while you live. You are both growing old and can't live very many more years, so make the best of your time." The old couple would listen to their advice and then shake their heads and answer: "We have nothing to live for. Nothing we could join in would be any amusement to us, since we have lost the light of our lives." So the old couple continued their mourning for their lost idol. Two years had passed since the death of the beautiful girl, when one evening a hunter and his wife passed by the scaffold which held the dead girl. They were on their return trip and were heavily loaded down with game, and therefore could not travel very fast. About half a mile from the scaffold a clear spring burst forth from the side of a bank, and from this trickled a small stream of water, moistening the roots of the vegetation bordering its banks, and causing a growth of sweet green grass. At this spring the hunter camped and tethering his horses, at once set about helping his wife to erect the small tepee which they carried for convenience in traveling. When it became quite dark, the hunter's dogs set up a great barking and growling. "Look out and see what the dogs are barking at," said the hunter to his wife. She looked out through the door and then drew back saying: "There is the figure of a woman advancing from the direction of the girl's scaffold." "I expect it is the dead girl; let her come, and don't act as if you were afraid," said the hunter. Soon they heard footsteps advancing and the steps ceased at the door. Looking down at the lower part of the door the hunter noticed a pair of small moccasins, and knowing that it was the visitor, said: "Whoever you are, come in and have something to eat." At this invitation the figure came slowly in and sat down by the door with head covered and with a fine robe drawn tightly over the face. The woman dished up a fine supper and placing it before the visitor, said: "Eat, my friend, you must be hungry." The figure never moved, nor would it uncover to eat. "Let us turn our back towards the door and our visitor may eat the food," said the hunter. So his wife turned her back towards the visitor and made herself very busy cleaning the small pieces of meat that were hanging to the back sinews of the deer which had been killed. (This the Indians use as thread.) The hunter, filling his pipe, turned away and smoked in silence. Finally the dish was pushed back to the woman, who took it and after washing it, put it away. The figure still sat at the door, not a sound coming from it, neither was it breathing. The hunter at last said: "Are you the girl that was placed upon that scaffold two years ago?" It bowed its head two or three times in assent. "Are you going to sleep here tonight; if you are, my wife will make down a bed for you." The figure shook its head. "Are you going to come again tomorrow night to us?" It nodded assent. For three nights in succession the figure visited the hunter's camp. The third night the hunter noticed that the figure was breathing. He saw one of the hands protruding from the robe. The skin was perfectly black and was stuck fast to the bones of the hand. On seeing this the hunter arose and going over to his medicine sack which hung on a pole, took down the sack and, opening it, took out some roots and mixing them with skunk oil and vermillion, said to the figure: "If you will let us rub your face and hands with this medicine it will put new life into the skin and you will assume your complexion again and it will put flesh on you." The figure assented and the hunter rubbed the medicine on her hands and face. Then she arose and walked back to the scaffold. The next day the hunter moved camp towards the home village. That night he camped within a few miles of the village. When night came, the dogs, as usual, set up a great barking, and looking out, the wife saw the girl approaching. When the girl had entered and sat down, the hunter noticed that the girl did not keep her robe so closely together over her face. When the wife gave her something to eat, the girl reached out and took the dish, thus exposing her hands, which they at once noticed were again natural. After she had finished her meal, the hunter said: "Did my medicine help you?" She nodded assent. "Do you want my medicine rubbed all over your body?" Again she nodded. "I will mix enough to rub your entire body, and I will go outside and let my wife rub it on for you." He mixed a good supply and going out left his wife to rub the girl. When his wife had completed the task she called to her husband to come in, and when he came in he sat down and said to the girl: "Tomorrow we will reach the village. Do you want to go with us?" She shook her head. "Will you come again to our camp tomorrow night after we have camped in the village?" She nodded her head in assent. "Then do you want to see your parents?" She nodded again, and arose and disappeared into the darkness. Early the next morning the hunter broke camp and traveled far into the afternoon, when he arrived at the village. He instructed his wife to go at once and inform the old couple of what had happened. The wife did so and at sunset the old couple came to the hunter's tepee. They were invited to enter and a fine supper was served them. Soon after they had finished their supper the dogs of the camp set up a great barking. "Now she is coming, so be brave and you will soon see your lost daughter," said the hunter. Hardly had he finished speaking when she entered the tent as natural as ever she was in life. Her parents clung to her and smothered her with kisses. They wanted her to return home with them, but she would stay with the hunter who had brought her back to life, and she married him, becoming his second wife. A short time after taking the girl for his wife, the hunter joined a war party and never returned, as he was killed on the battlefield. A year after her husband's death she married again. This husband was also killed by a band of enemies whom the warriors were pursuing for stealing some of their horses. The third husband also met a similar fate to the first. He was killed on the field of battle. She was still a handsome woman at the time of the third husband's death, but never again married, as the men feared her, saying she was holy, and that any one who married her would be sure to be killed by the enemy. So she took to doctoring the sick and gained the reputation of being the most skilled doctor in the nation. She lived to a ripe old age and when she felt death approaching she had them take her to where she had rested once before, and crawling to the top of the newly erected scaffold, wrapped her blankets and robes about her, covered her face carefully, and fell into that sleep from which there is no more awakening. |
2023.06.09 04:59 uhohpickledradish Can’t stop smelling/seeing my grandfather’s decomposing corpse. How to cope? (CW: Graphic, im sorry)
I (22F) found my grandfather deceased, face down, on the floor of his bedroom two days ago—June 6th.
My mom went into his den to say hello to him and ask him how he’s feeling as he had been having problems with his heart the past couple days & feeling light headed. He didn’t answer, and because she cannot see i got up from the kitchen table and went into his den to find nothing. He just wasn’t there. I texted him and asked him where he was, because he never leaves without saying goodbye to either of us OR without his phone.
I heard his phone go off and we both figured he had just gone to the bathroom, but when i called his name, he didn’t answer. I went into his room and barely made it three steps before i found him, lying face down in the corner of his bedroom. He was blue, i could see every vein in his body, and cold/clammy to the touch. I knew he was gone as soon as i walked in but my body couldn’t process what my mind already knew, and with my mother screaming and crying in the background after i told her to call 911 i just couldn’t think clearly.
I called 911 myself, trying to take control of the situation, and they told me to begin cpr. I had to get him on his back somehow, so i unfortunately had to drag him across the floor and rock him until i eventually got him on his side enough that i could roll him over. The entire time my knees were slipping in his urine, and it took me about 3-5 minutes to get him over. And when i did, he was so swollen and a deep, dark-blue that i couldn’t recognize him. He was unrecognizable, had dried blood on his face from where he fell, his mouth was open and frozen like he had been choking and couldn’t call for help. I stopped breathing, and began compressions, and the first push felt like i had pushed down on a bag full of chips. Just the full sensation of his crushing ribs against my hands turned my brain off and i think i did 40 compressions before i realized i had to breathe for him. But then i couldn’t, and i started crying but no tears would come out and i was just making noises that sounded like crying and pushing on his chest ad blood gurgled in his throat—staring at his blue face—because i couldn’t breathe for him.
It took police and the funeral home 5 hours to get his body out of his house. I had to retell the story about 8 times, all within view of his body just lying there in a pile of his blood and pee, while my mom was locked in her room wailing with our two dogs who had no idea wtf was going on.
When he was finally gone, physically at least, they left his blood and everything in his room, and i just couldn’t deal with the cleanup so i shut his door and tried to deal with everything as neighbors showed up and everyone comforted my mom and i tried to clean the house and take care of his dog etc. but i didn’t sleep, because every time i tried i’d see his face, and i just couldn’t. the following morning i went into his room to clean up what was left and when i opened the door i was smacked with the overwhelming smell of rot and i can’t get it out of my head. Everything smells like it; the lasagna the neighbors brought over, the bread, the chicken…i have no appetite, no desire to sleep…but if i don’t do any of these things it can trigger a seizure due to my epilepsy. I know it will take time to get over this, but i need help now. My mental and physical health are BOTH at risk and i don’t know what to do or how to cope.
I recently got a new therapist because the one i’ve been seeing since i was su*vidal as a child is taking a break due to family issues, but she’s fully booked until july. i know it’s only been about 3 days when i’m posting this, but i am losing my mind.
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My mom went into his den to say hello to him and ask him how he’s feeling as he had been having problems with his heart the past couple days & feeling light headed. He didn’t answer, and because she cannot see i got up from the kitchen table and went into his den to find nothing. He just wasn’t there. I texted him and asked him where he was, because he never leaves without saying goodbye to either of us OR without his phone.
I heard his phone go off and we both figured he had just gone to the bathroom, but when i called his name, he didn’t answer. I went into his room and barely made it three steps before i found him, lying face down in the corner of his bedroom. He was blue, i could see every vein in his body, and cold/clammy to the touch. I knew he was gone as soon as i walked in but my body couldn’t process what my mind already knew, and with my mother screaming and crying in the background after i told her to call 911 i just couldn’t think clearly.
I called 911 myself, trying to take control of the situation, and they told me to begin cpr. I had to get him on his back somehow, so i unfortunately had to drag him across the floor and rock him until i eventually got him on his side enough that i could roll him over. The entire time my knees were slipping in his urine, and it took me about 3-5 minutes to get him over. And when i did, he was so swollen and a deep, dark-blue that i couldn’t recognize him. He was unrecognizable, had dried blood on his face from where he fell, his mouth was open and frozen like he had been choking and couldn’t call for help. I stopped breathing, and began compressions, and the first push felt like i had pushed down on a bag full of chips. Just the full sensation of his crushing ribs against my hands turned my brain off and i think i did 40 compressions before i realized i had to breathe for him. But then i couldn’t, and i started crying but no tears would come out and i was just making noises that sounded like crying and pushing on his chest ad blood gurgled in his throat—staring at his blue face—because i couldn’t breathe for him.
It took police and the funeral home 5 hours to get his body out of his house. I had to retell the story about 8 times, all within view of his body just lying there in a pile of his blood and pee, while my mom was locked in her room wailing with our two dogs who had no idea wtf was going on.
When he was finally gone, physically at least, they left his blood and everything in his room, and i just couldn’t deal with the cleanup so i shut his door and tried to deal with everything as neighbors showed up and everyone comforted my mom and i tried to clean the house and take care of his dog etc. but i didn’t sleep, because every time i tried i’d see his face, and i just couldn’t. the following morning i went into his room to clean up what was left and when i opened the door i was smacked with the overwhelming smell of rot and i can’t get it out of my head. Everything smells like it; the lasagna the neighbors brought over, the bread, the chicken…i have no appetite, no desire to sleep…but if i don’t do any of these things it can trigger a seizure due to my epilepsy. I know it will take time to get over this, but i need help now. My mental and physical health are BOTH at risk and i don’t know what to do or how to cope.
I recently got a new therapist because the one i’ve been seeing since i was su*vidal as a child is taking a break due to family issues, but she’s fully booked until july. i know it’s only been about 3 days when i’m posting this, but i am losing my mind.
2023.06.09 04:29 Alcaeus6 [Spoilers Extended] Quick thoughts on Jaime Lannister and Shakespeare's Claudius
I recently reread Shakespeare's Hamlet for the first time since high school English, and reading one monologue from Claudius I realized there were some interesting parallels between the play's main villain and Jaime Lannister.
To summarize for people who haven't experienced Hamlet or have forgotten: Hamlet, prince of Denmark, has returned from his studies at the University of Wittenberg to attend both his father's funeral and his uncle Claudius' marriage to his mother Gertrude and ascension to the throne. However, he is soon visited by the ghost of his father, who claims that he was in fact poisoned by Claudius and tasks Hamlet with avenging himself upon the kin(g)slayer. Hamlet, however, wants to verify the ghost's accusations, and so puts on a play recreating the ghost's description of the poisoning in front of Claudius; if Claudius has a strong emotional reaction to the play, then Hamlet will know he's guilt. And guess what? Claudius has to leave the performance, so great is his terror at this recreation of his murder most foul.
This specific monologue comes from Act III scene 3 (or the Second Quarto version). You can read it here. I've bolded the lines that got me thinking about the parallels between Claudius and Jaime and that I think are of particular interest:
The most obvious parallels between Jaime and Claudius are the (perceived) incestuous nature of their relationships to their queens and their murders of kings. Claudius' marriage to Gertrude would have been considered incestuous -- and is decried as such by Hamlet -- because Gertrude's marriage to Claudius' brother would make her a kind of sister to him. However, most people today would not consider it incestuous; weird, certainly, but not incestuous. Both men also wrestle with their crimes, their guilt, and how to find redemption and absolution.
In this monologue, Claudius expresses some regret over his actions, and wants to commit penance for his murder of his brother and usurpation of the throne. However, he cannot bring himself to divest from the fruits of crime: his political power as king and his marriage to Gertrude. He uses the metaphor of "[o]ffense's gilded hand" to comment on the nature of terrestrial justice, which so is often perverted by greed naked power that justice cannot execute itself. But, in Heaven, "[t]here is no shuffling" and everyone will have to give account for their actions, good and evil. In Heaven the gilded hand of power cannot swing a sword to escape judgement and instead must confess its sins. Claudius is left in a state of existential terror, knowing he's damned and that he can't save himself from his own human desire for power and love.
This stance, from someone who does mirror Jaime in some fairly obvious ways, does call into question Jaime's own redemption. Beyond the (admittedly eye catching) coincidence of his golden hand mirroring Claudius "gilded hand", Jaime has tried to redeem himself but hasn't fully confessed his sins nor divested himself from his position. Jaime has yet to tell anyone except Brienne why he really killed Aerys nor has he admitted to his adultery and incest with Cersei. Jaime also hasn't fully grappled with his own complicity with the horrors of the game of thrones, and especially the legacy of his father. He's only the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard because of Tywin's political power; he still besieged Riverrun and threatened to launch a baby at the ramparts; and he still wants to return to King's Landing and the Red Keep even if he has become disenchanted with Cersei. While I don't think he's the worst character in ASOIAF from a moral standpoint, he does still have a ways to go before truly regaining his honor as a true knight and casting away his golden hand.
Tl;dr: There are some interesting parallels between Jaime Lannister and King Claudius, the villain of Shakespeare's Hamlet, that suggest that Jaime still has a ways to go with his redemption arc
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To summarize for people who haven't experienced Hamlet or have forgotten: Hamlet, prince of Denmark, has returned from his studies at the University of Wittenberg to attend both his father's funeral and his uncle Claudius' marriage to his mother Gertrude and ascension to the throne. However, he is soon visited by the ghost of his father, who claims that he was in fact poisoned by Claudius and tasks Hamlet with avenging himself upon the kin(g)slayer. Hamlet, however, wants to verify the ghost's accusations, and so puts on a play recreating the ghost's description of the poisoning in front of Claudius; if Claudius has a strong emotional reaction to the play, then Hamlet will know he's guilt. And guess what? Claudius has to leave the performance, so great is his terror at this recreation of his murder most foul.
This specific monologue comes from Act III scene 3 (or the Second Quarto version). You can read it here. I've bolded the lines that got me thinking about the parallels between Claudius and Jaime and that I think are of particular interest:
My fault is past. But, oh, what form of prayerI'll preface my thoughts by saying that I doubt Martin had Claudius specifically in mind when writing Jaime's development in Storm and Feast, considering their numerous differences, and especially the lack of a Hamlet to Jaime's Claudius and Cersei's Gertrude. However, I think there are enough similarities between them that the comparison prompts a lot of interesting questions about their characters, the nature of redemption and justice, and how the human heart wages war against itself. Anyway...
Can serve my turn? "Forgive me my foul murder"?
That cannot be, since I am still possessed
Of those effects for which I did the murder:
My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen.
May one be pardoned and retain th'offense?
In the corrupted currents of this world,
Offense's gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above:
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature, and we ourselves compelled,
Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,
To give in evidence. What then? What rests?
Try what repentance can.
The most obvious parallels between Jaime and Claudius are the (perceived) incestuous nature of their relationships to their queens and their murders of kings. Claudius' marriage to Gertrude would have been considered incestuous -- and is decried as such by Hamlet -- because Gertrude's marriage to Claudius' brother would make her a kind of sister to him. However, most people today would not consider it incestuous; weird, certainly, but not incestuous. Both men also wrestle with their crimes, their guilt, and how to find redemption and absolution.
In this monologue, Claudius expresses some regret over his actions, and wants to commit penance for his murder of his brother and usurpation of the throne. However, he cannot bring himself to divest from the fruits of crime: his political power as king and his marriage to Gertrude. He uses the metaphor of "[o]ffense's gilded hand" to comment on the nature of terrestrial justice, which so is often perverted by greed naked power that justice cannot execute itself. But, in Heaven, "[t]here is no shuffling" and everyone will have to give account for their actions, good and evil. In Heaven the gilded hand of power cannot swing a sword to escape judgement and instead must confess its sins. Claudius is left in a state of existential terror, knowing he's damned and that he can't save himself from his own human desire for power and love.
This stance, from someone who does mirror Jaime in some fairly obvious ways, does call into question Jaime's own redemption. Beyond the (admittedly eye catching) coincidence of his golden hand mirroring Claudius "gilded hand", Jaime has tried to redeem himself but hasn't fully confessed his sins nor divested himself from his position. Jaime has yet to tell anyone except Brienne why he really killed Aerys nor has he admitted to his adultery and incest with Cersei. Jaime also hasn't fully grappled with his own complicity with the horrors of the game of thrones, and especially the legacy of his father. He's only the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard because of Tywin's political power; he still besieged Riverrun and threatened to launch a baby at the ramparts; and he still wants to return to King's Landing and the Red Keep even if he has become disenchanted with Cersei. While I don't think he's the worst character in ASOIAF from a moral standpoint, he does still have a ways to go before truly regaining his honor as a true knight and casting away his golden hand.
Tl;dr: There are some interesting parallels between Jaime Lannister and King Claudius, the villain of Shakespeare's Hamlet, that suggest that Jaime still has a ways to go with his redemption arc
2023.06.09 04:26 eddino55 Maryland funeral home owner kills pallbearer at funeral for 10-year-old, police say
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2023.06.09 04:20 tatsports997 Top 10 Trending Dodgers Shirts of 2023 ( Part 1)
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2023.06.09 03:49 FJWTH How should I tell my family that I'm upset they didn't call on my birthday
Important context: there is a significant time difference (9hrs) between where I and they live
So this is my first birthday since our mum died (about 9mths ago), and was preparing for it to be a difficult day which it turned out not to be. I was excited to speak to them, and my neices and nephews, and had even not rang them in the week before thinking I'd just speak to them on Sunday. Since I came back from visiting home for the funeral etc I resolved to be more in contact with everyone and feel like I've honoured that commitment. Everybody sent a happy birthday text in the group chat at around 5pm my time (8am theirs) but only one of my siblings called. I understand people have busy lives and children and whatnot but I don't think they even thought to call, didn't message to arrange a time etc. It broke my heart a bit because mum would think to and remember to call, and by extension I would get to talk to dad too. Everyone's Grieving Here, and there's myriad acceptable reasons for why they didn't call, but I'm still upset about it three weeks later and feel it's important to express how it made me feel. This is not just to share my feelings but also if nothing changes, nothing changes and no-one is going to try and make more of an effort in future if they don't know I need it. So to the problem: how do I say I wish they had called without making them upset / feel guilty? I'm super non-confrontational, and honestly my go-to when things like this happened in the past is to be upset privately, not say anything and eventually let it go. Obviously this is not the ideal solution, but I can't work out how to approach it. I'm already avoiding calling them because I feel anxious about either bringing it up or having a conversation where I don't bring it up, so my worry is we'll drift apart more if I don't resolve it.
Big Emotionally-Capable-Brained people of Reddit, please help my sad-baby-lizard-brain work out what to do
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So this is my first birthday since our mum died (about 9mths ago), and was preparing for it to be a difficult day which it turned out not to be. I was excited to speak to them, and my neices and nephews, and had even not rang them in the week before thinking I'd just speak to them on Sunday. Since I came back from visiting home for the funeral etc I resolved to be more in contact with everyone and feel like I've honoured that commitment. Everybody sent a happy birthday text in the group chat at around 5pm my time (8am theirs) but only one of my siblings called. I understand people have busy lives and children and whatnot but I don't think they even thought to call, didn't message to arrange a time etc. It broke my heart a bit because mum would think to and remember to call, and by extension I would get to talk to dad too. Everyone's Grieving Here, and there's myriad acceptable reasons for why they didn't call, but I'm still upset about it three weeks later and feel it's important to express how it made me feel. This is not just to share my feelings but also if nothing changes, nothing changes and no-one is going to try and make more of an effort in future if they don't know I need it. So to the problem: how do I say I wish they had called without making them upset / feel guilty? I'm super non-confrontational, and honestly my go-to when things like this happened in the past is to be upset privately, not say anything and eventually let it go. Obviously this is not the ideal solution, but I can't work out how to approach it. I'm already avoiding calling them because I feel anxious about either bringing it up or having a conversation where I don't bring it up, so my worry is we'll drift apart more if I don't resolve it.
Big Emotionally-Capable-Brained people of Reddit, please help my sad-baby-lizard-brain work out what to do
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2023.06.09 03:19 ShawnaLanne Yes: Tim is a Manipulative Dirtbag, But Rachel is a 28 Year Old Woman and Made Plenty of Bad Decisions All on Her Own
I don't know where all of this sudden sympathy for the home wrecker is coming from but Rachel made plenty of her own choices to be cruel throughout the affair and was the most animated at those times of cruelty to the other women. She got off on them. Yes, she's in a bad spot now. Yes, tweedle dumb clearly manipulated her - but she was also the person who went to Ariana and pumped her for info about her and Scummy's sex life and tried to get her to break up with him. She's also the person who went ahead and made out with Schwartz after Katie and her mom essentially begged her not to. She's the one who taunted Lala about not having a boyfriend because she'd "steal" him too. She's the one who fucked another woman's boyfriend in their house while that woman was at a funeral. Who (according to her - I think it was much earlier) got with him when Ariana's dog died. Rachel is NOT THE INNOCENT VICTIM in this scenario. Rachel is the architect of her own downfall as much as Scummy was.
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2023.06.09 02:33 BoomClank25 [USA-NJ][H] Siege Jetfire, Legacy Black Zarak, ROTB Nightbird & Wheeljack [W] PayPal
Looking to offload some bots!
Will accept PayPal G+S. Items are from a non-smoking home, complete unless stated otherwise. Prices do not include shipping.
I'm open to offers and/or discounts for bundling figures together.
Feel free to ask any questions! Thank you for looking at my listing!
Gallery: https://imgur.com/a/KtiSGGh
Siege Jetfire (No Blast Effects) - $73 SOLD
Legacy Black Zarak (Scorpion head cover off hinge, but not broken) - $110
ROTB Jungle Mission Nightbird - $18 *ON HOLD from previous post*
ROTB Jungle Mission Wheeljack - $17
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Will accept PayPal G+S. Items are from a non-smoking home, complete unless stated otherwise. Prices do not include shipping.
I'm open to offers and/or discounts for bundling figures together.
Feel free to ask any questions! Thank you for looking at my listing!
Gallery: https://imgur.com/a/KtiSGGh
Legacy Black Zarak (Scorpion head cover off hinge, but not broken) - $110
ROTB Jungle Mission Nightbird - $18 *ON HOLD from previous post*
ROTB Jungle Mission Wheeljack - $17
2023.06.09 01:43 Then_Marionberry_259 JUN 08, 2023 REEMF RARE ELEMENT RESOURCES ANNOUNCES COMPLETION OF FUNDING AGREEMENT FOR $4.4 MILLION WYOMING ENERGY AUTHORITY GRANT
 | https://preview.redd.it/05jiecj1sv4b1.png?width=3500&format=png&auto=webp&s=33a461d41e4376c9baf956a93efc540a0a0108d3 submitted by Then_Marionberry_259 to Treaty_Creek [link] [comments] Wyoming Governor Signs Bill in Support of Rare Earth Industry Rare Element Resources Ltd. (the “Company” or “RER”) (OTCQB: REEMF) is pleased to announce the completion of the funding agreement for the previously announced $4.4 million grant from the Wyoming Energy Authority (the “WEA”). The WEA grant is a cost reimbursement award for future expenditures related to construction of the Company’s rare earth processing and separation demonstration plant to be located in Upton, Wyoming. The plant is also supported by the U.S. Department of Energy (the “DOE”) through a previously announced $21.9 million financial award. The funding provided through the DOE and WEA programs is expected to cover more than half of the estimated project costs. In further support of the rare earth industry in Wyoming, earlier this year, Governor Mark Gordon signed a bill into law to advance the process for Wyoming to assume certain licensing and regulatory aspects of the rare earth industry. The unanimously approved bill seeks to amend the existing agreement state status between the state and the U.S. Nuclear Regulatory Commission (the “NRC”) to allow Wyoming the permitting and regulatory authority related to rare earth element source materials. Once approved by the NRC, Wyoming will have primacy for the NRC’s licensing of Wyoming-based rare earth processing facilities. “We are very pleased with the many affirmative steps that the state of Wyoming is taking in support of the rare earth industry and the Company. The Bear Lodge Project has one of the highest-grade rare earth deposits in North America, and its location positions Wyoming to be a key player in developing a domestic rare earth supply chain,” Brent Berg, President and CEO of RER, stated. “Construction of the demonstration plant is the next step in advancing the Company’s innovative recovery and separation technology, developed with our world-class technology partner, General Atomics. The plant will provide data critical for the design of a commercial facility. The state’s legislative initiative will have licensing efficiency benefits for commercial-scale rare earth operations. We applaud Wyoming’s forward thinking and goal of economic diversification and appreciate its ongoing support of the rare earth industry and the Company.” The rare earth processing and separation demonstration plant project, led by General Atomics, has completed the final design and is progressing licensing and permitting, with the final significant license expected this summer. Procurement of equipment has been underway for the last several months. The total 40-month timeline, which commenced in October 2021, includes commencement of construction in the second half of 2023 with operations expected to start in mid-2024. “Rare earth elements are of the utmost importance to our country’s energy security and something we must continue to advance in order to achieve equal footing in this global market,” said Rob Creager, Executive Director of the Wyoming Energy Authority. “Wyoming has an opportunity to be a leader in providing these critical resources to our country. We are committed to the continued support of projects like these that will propel not only our own communities but our entire nation forward.” The demonstration plant will utilize the Company’s proprietary recovery and separation technology and is expected to produce high-purity neodymium/praseodymium (Nd/Pr) oxide that is key in producing high-strength permanent magnets. These magnets are the driving technology in numerous defense, medical and green technologies, including the manufacture of electric vehicles and wind turbines. Data generated from the demonstration plant will be used in the design and completion of an economic evaluation for a full-size commercial plant and Bear Lodge Project, as well as validate the cost and environmental benefits of the process over traditional recovery methods. Rare Element Resources Ltd. is a publicly traded, strategic materials company focused on delivering rare earth products for technology, energy, and defense applications by advancing the Bear Lodge Critical Rare Earth Project in northeast Wyoming. Bear Lodge is a significant mineralized district containing many of the less common, more valuable, critical rare earths that are essential for high-strength permanent magnets, electronics, fiber optics, laser systems for medical technology and defense, as well as technologies like electric vehicles, solar panels, and wind turbines. General Atomics is a privately held company engaged in the development and production of advanced technology products and systems for the energy and defense sectors. Rare Element Resources’ majority shareholder, Synchron, is an affiliate of General Atomics. Wyoming Energy Authority advances Wyoming’s energy strategy by driving data, technology, and infrastructure investments. Focusing on an “all-of-the-above” energy mix, the WEA’s strategy includes products from legacy industries, along with the newer players advancing renewable energy and opportunities in hydrogen, advanced nuclear, geothermal, and rare earth elements. The WEA was created in 2020 by the Wyoming State Legislature by merging the Wyoming Infrastructure Authority and the Wyoming Pipeline Authority. Forward-Looking Statements This news release contains forward-looking statements within the meaning of securities legislation in the United States and forward-looking information within the meaning of securities legislation in Canada (collectively, “forward-looking statements”). Except for statements of historical fact, certain information contained herein constitutes forward-looking statements. Forward-looking statements are usually identified by our use of certain terminology, including “will,” “believes,” “may,” “expects,” “should,” “seeks,” “anticipates,” “plans,” “has potential to,” or “intends” (including negative and grammatical variations thereof), or by discussions of strategy or intentions. Such forward-looking statements include statements regarding the rare earth processing and separation demonstration plant, the estimated costs of the plant, the plans and timing for the design, licensing, construction, and operation of the plant, the plant’s expected utilization of the Company’s proprietary technology, the licensing of Wyoming-based rare earth processing facilities, and the Company’s ability to realize the grant funding. Factors that could cause actual results to differ materially from those contemplated, expressed or implied by the forward-looking statements contained in this news release include, but are not limited to, the ability to obtain demonstration plant licensing and permits, inflation and supply chain issues, ability to meet the requirements of the WEA grant funding and timing of the funding, and other matters discussed under the caption “Risk Factors” in our Annual Report on Form 10-K for the fiscal year ended December 31, 2022, and our other periodic and current reports filed with the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission (the “SEC”) and available on www.sec.gov and with the Canadian securities commissions available on www.sedar.com View source version on businesswire.com: https://www.businesswire.com/news/home/20230608005717/en/ Rare Element Resources : Please contact Brent Berg at +1 720-278-2460 or [[email protected]](mailto:[email protected]) , for additional information. Wyoming Energy Authority : Please contact Honora Kerr at +1 970-270-1014 or [[email protected]](mailto:[email protected]) , for additional information. https://preview.redd.it/bnh668m1sv4b1.png?width=4000&format=png&auto=webp&s=47705415002b265f6674df28a354c996e8884973
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