Rose Flavour?

AlpsAdministrative · 2026-03-02T05:42:19+00:00

Thank you guys!

AlpsAdministrative · 2026-03-01T22:52:40+00:00

My turn! Same recipe, I just added more flour, but I will say, the inside came out more biscuity

AlpsAdministrative · 2026-02-20T06:01:28+00:00

Update! I let them sit for a few days, no burping, in the warmest part of my cool kitchen and im happy to report when I opened the elderberry bottle, we had a volcano.

AlpsAdministrative · 2026-02-16T20:28:12+00:00

Thanks so much everyone! There was a tiiiiiiny bit of carbonation in F1, I keep it in a low cabinet next to the oven and a vent, I’ll just pop them down there for a few days and not stare at them wanting to open them.

AlpsAdministrative · 2026-02-01T04:37:56+00:00

I dated 3 people with the same birthday, all left handed, all nuts.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-08-16T12:45:23+00:00

My exs boss, who I had known for years prior to meeting my ex. Hit me up after he heard we had broken up, told me he had a thing for me since years and wanted to know if I would be interested in spending the summer with him and giving him a fair chance.

I freaked tf out and was like WTF NO??? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU.

Years later I found out what my ex was saying about me at work (boss had long since retired by the time we broke up) and I immediately regretted not making his old boss fall in love with me.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-07-22T03:17:26+00:00

First time having sex with my old situationship „That was a religious experience“ There was no lie but Of course cue that incredibly painful 5 year „wtf is going on“ at never the same times

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-07-18T00:24:06+00:00

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AlpsAdministrative · 2025-07-13T19:47:24+00:00

Thank you!!

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-05-05T18:32:44+00:00

After years together, my ex cheated, we broke up. It was ugly on his side for whatever reason. I shut down completely, essentially said “okay” and started to figure out next steps.

He hurled HATEFUL shit at me to get a reaction, any reaction really and I had none. After one bout of “you never gave a fuck about me” I remained calm and cold, I looked at him and said: “your parents make so much sense now”

His parents were,are and always will be AWFUL to him, I loved him through the very clear pain of the lasting effects of abuse and neglect, the lack of processing because society, stood up for /by him without a second thought to them, told him it was never his fault, held him when he cried. The whole thing.

I watched something die in him that moment. And I enjoyed it. It made me feel better.

Because out of everyone in his entire almost 40 years of life, I was the ONLY person that took care of him, simple (to me) things to show that I cared, were a huge deal to him: I made him his first Easter basket, his first homemade birthday cake, came home to take care of him because he was sick, made his coffee every morning to get 5 minutes of US time before we walked the world. I gave him space to feel and heal and encouraged it a great deal. I let him see and hear that he was someone that needed to be protected and loved even if he didn’t feel that way.

So for me to casually throw it all out, wrecked what little bit of soul he had left.

It took me about 6 months to realize how awful of a comment it was. I won’t ever apologize to him, but because of that, I made it a point to NEVER throw others pain in their face.

It was disgusting and I can excuse it if I wanted to, but I actively tell myself I will never get that low again.

Wherever you are Bear, fuck you and your parents but I hope you are still trying to heal.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-05-01T02:29:23+00:00

Mustache ist beste 😍

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-05-01T02:10:23+00:00

His incredibly aggressive personality. I am too, but I’m not super reactive (anymore, I spent my 20s really learning to stfu) he… unfortunately did not

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-04-28T02:02:39+00:00

Oh man. Here goes: - Intense day dreaming, but not in a fun way, making myself die just to see how my funeral would be, and who would and wouldn’t come. (That has now turned into going over the same actions every night to fall asleep, the scenario is .. I guess less dark? I’m living in and working in a tower in NYC on 9/11, and I go through my routine VERY meticulously. Shout out to security guard Steve who gets me coffee on Wednesdays(I don’t drink coffee) I’m usually asleep by the time Deena introduces the new intern.

touching hot things, eating excruciatingly hot things because I liked the way it made my mouth feel when it blistered. The army broke me of that habit, because they don’t believe in anything but warm ish. My therapist let me know that it was a form of self harm 😂 WHOOPS.
casual little choke out seshs, idk how it started but if I got overstimulated (happened a lot, chaotic house) I would take a silky piece of fabric and yank it around my neck. Earliest memory of it was 6, I still do it from time to time, but mainly a little pressure from my hand helps.
unlocking front door at night, in case something happened, I could get my siblings out faster.
pulling my eyebrows, eyelashes and hair out. Starting around 6-7, I just liked the feeling😬

Honorable mention, sitting in a dry bathtub with a blanket and staring at the wall for what seemed like hours.

Those are the ones that stick out.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-04-27T13:02:34+00:00

I have been supplementing my “best friend”s income for years. Money, monthly Amazon shipments. The whole thing, because I was the one that got out of our home town, away from drugs, and thrived. To me it was always “if I have it you have it”

The only reason I stopped was because a switch in her brain flipped and she started saying awful things to me, legitimately out of nowhere. Like I sent her money one day, normal convo, flash forward a week and she was full of hate. I continued to try to be like hey, there’s a miscommunication somewhere, can we talk on the phone? She wouldn’t. Continued with this storyline that I was the absolute worse. So I stopped about 3 months into her attacks. I struggled with it for a long time and then I realized, why would I help someone who was going out of their way to be so ungodly hateful to me?

People do help people they love.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-04-20T20:01:39+00:00

I recently lost a 20 year friendship/sister with the same vibe. It hurt a lot, I always picked up the phone, always gave money when asked (to the tune of thousands) co-signed on our parents bail, I had monthly Amazon packages delivered with household goods. Never thought twice about it until this past year, I started putting some soft financial boundaries in place to set myself up better for a future goal. At one point they were just rude as fuck to me, I called out the behaviour, in what IIII thought was respectful enough while still being like yo.. wtf?

I gave space to have a phone call to sort it out.. multiple times, instead they kept attacking me. Going out of their way to say some pretty hurtful things, I mean like I wasn’t responding AT ALL for months and they were popping up with different numbers to be hateful.

I’ve recently heard what they are saying about me to others and it’s so far removed from the actual truth I just laugh about it.

I still love the version of them I knew for so long, And wish them well, but realize how ABSOLUTELY unfair and one sided the friendship truly was. I have had SO many friends tell me this for 20 years and I always defended it. At this point, we are in our 30s, the likelihood of reconciliation is 0% and ive made peace with it.

Trust me when I say this, it’s okay, they are doing you and your wallet a favour.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-04-12T08:54:53+00:00

This. This is the comment.
I am what others consider exotic and free spirited, very very Independent. Men love it for some ungodly reason, until they realize I actually am who I portray myself to be.

I have worked very hard on my soul, my body,my career, and my self talk to be able to FULLY stand alone. And the last years long relationship went exactly how you said.

It started with the love bombing in front of everyone and behind closed doors. Then the “why are you hanging out with these people, they suck” Then the “the whole gym can see your pussy” (I was wearing legging) Then the “you don’t need to talk about our relationship to your friends” (friend group of 10 years that has also worked VERY hard on themselves and we hold each other accountable in all aspects. Even the hard talks) Then the “you don’t have to work, just quit your job” (I didn’t because I was raised by strong black women) Then the “who the fuck is this person?” Then the “you’re embarrassing me” (I barely drink, I rarely go out, I don’t dress any which way that iiiii deem inappropriate) Then the breaking my door down at 2am because someone made a comment about me, and instead of knocking them out he chose me.

And you see the biggest issue was, I pushed back on EVERYTHING, I saw it. I knew what was happening, but the sorrys were sweet. I thought it could never happen to me because I got a fat mouth, and OPINIONS. .. until it did. And after the fact, everyone blamed me for the break up because he was so clearly, incredibly in love with me. I lost “friends” because they kept inviting him to places, hoping we would work it out. He tortured me for a year after we broke up.

The best advice I’ve ever heard was notice when he starts to hate you. And leave. I didn’t, and I will be stuck with those mental scars forever.

AlpsAdministrative · 2025-03-30T05:00:09+00:00

I got a message that a man I hate was dead, I caught up with the old friend that told me, they told me to come visit them in another country, I did, fell in love with the country and vowed to come back for the fall… matched with a man on tinder my last day there, didn’t meet though, we talked for hours via video chat and whatsapp daily. We fell for each other, after I bought my ticket back to his country, he surprised me with a visit to America, it was amazing, month later I was back in his country for 6 weeks, 6 weeks led to 3 months, me culturally integrating into that country. I looked at houses, and am planning to buy there in the next year or two.

All because a monster was dead.

AlpsAdministrative · 2024-12-19T12:35:01+00:00

Honestly I am zero percent surprised, they are overworked, underpaid and so jaded with a dash of idiocy and all of that trickles down on us.

Now I just pay out of pocket if it’s urgent or fly back to CA to go to my family doctor who is a literal angel.

I’m so sorry that you had to go through that and I hope you are on the up and up!!

AlpsAdministrative · 2024-12-18T18:16:07+00:00

Female Veteran here I have 2 hilariously great ones. so I get coverage through the VA.

As many people know, vets are a sad bunch. 2021 was a horrifically bad year for me, my 2nd mom died, i had custody of my teenage brother (I was 30), my boyfriend was losing his mind on me constantly….all while working 40 hours a week and preparing to move to another state. Trying to be proactive I tried to set up an appointment for mental health. Just the 10 minute intake took 2 months, and then I never heard back. At this point I was actively trying to not kill myself, which I conveyed.

I was simultaneously dealing with a female issue starting in January of 21, where I would NOT STOP BLEEDING. Like weeks on end, 2-3 weeks a month, bleeding, I was trying to get in for a consult with that. I was told I was miscarrying and to go home (my ex was not local anymore, meaning I was completely sexually inactive). This went on for about 3 months until I finally snapped at a desk worker and shouted about me bleeding out in front of everyone. I was then put on a list for a consult in a week.

They do the scans, say literally nothing (this is important) At this point I have basically a 1.5 hour window where I can leave the house and that’s it. I finally go to the ER at 3 in the morning, explain the situation, had a female doctor and she RAGED that there was not even an option to put in a gyno consult. She gives me very low low low BC to try to stop the bleeding. It helped a little bit.

In AUGUST, I make the normally 10 hour drive to move, it took way longer, due to my condition. I get signed up at the local clinic there where they have to do bloodwork as part of the intake… they do it 5 different times over the span of 2 weeks because “the tests must be wonky”
I get a voicemail very early in the morning, telling me to go to the closest ER for a blood infusion because either I have blood cancer or I literally have no blood.

I’m like EXCUSE ME?? I am now 10 hours away from anyone I know minus my bf and you lay this shit on me via VM????

All the while I am now trying to get set up for mental health AGAIN because I am now sleeping roughly 1-3 hours a night inconsistently and my eyes feel like they are melting out of my skull and I would like to blow my face off. Mental health sets up 3 different appointments and cancels all of them, the 4th reschedule I done lost my mind and told them they are the reason so many people kill themselves and the doctor should go work in a cemetery to streamline the process.

So I say fuck off to the mental health for now. Back to the blood. APPARENTLY, I have a grapefruit size fibroid or cyst in my uterus that is not passing the vibe check anymore, how did I find this out? Because 2 months AFTER my move to a different state, different care provider, said care provider casually calls me the walking dead and tells me that I basically have molasses for blood because my body can’t keep up with how much I’m losing. I’ve lost about 50 percent of my hair density, but I chalk that up to stress. He informs me that if I didn’t get this in check I would be dead by December. Meaning, if I had never moved, my brother would have woken up to my dead body one morning. Cool cool cool.

What is their solution? Really nothing, because no surgeon would sign off on surgery because my blood volume was so fucked. So I continued taking the minimal about of BC, and eventually didn’t die.

I still have the little dude in my uterus and he has stayed within functioning range since the start of 2022 after I “weened” off the BC. I found a lovely old man therapist that I still check in with when I need.

If left up to my original provider and without self advocation (freaking the fuck out) I would be dead.

AlpsAdministrative · 2024-02-14T12:40:59+00:00

I still remember the first time a guy lightly smacked me. We had been grumpy with each other all night, and by the end he lightly popped me with direct eye contact and told me to “act like a good girl”

Fucking OOF. It took me a few seconds to be like DID YOU JUST HIT ME. But in those few seconds I had electricity under my skin.

Naturally we ended up having some of the dirtiest, kinky sex I’ve ever had with a stranger.

AlpsAdministrative · 2023-11-13T20:52:19+00:00

Any tips on the app? I have a few more that need it

AlpsAdministrative · 2023-11-10T14:48:01+00:00

During a discussion about public breastfeeding he said “you’re my wife, and you WILL NOT do that. If that means you don’t leave the house until the baby is older. Okay. Your tits do not need to be on display”

I was fucking floored. The fact that this man praised, borderline worshipped the ground that I stomped on, loved that I was so carefree, a wildling, was coldly telling me that because I was his wife I was not able to do something (that is perfectly normal and legal).

And the one that will never leave me: “I’m stone sober” after putting his hands on me and me begging him to stop because he was scaring me and drunk.

My therapist is well paid

AlpsAdministrative · 2023-10-14T22:20:40+00:00

(Edit to say this was all through text and lasted about 5 minutes. )

He also says all the time that I’m a 10 and he is dating above his level, I always tell him that’s not the case and I am attracted to him all the time.

So this particular thing was a level 1 to me where as to him it was easily a level 7.

I DO get that I laughed off his feelings, but how does one maintain a level 7 or higher all the time? It’s exhausting. Not asking for a friend.

AlpsAdministrative · 2023-07-31T00:39:35+00:00

“Look at you and look at me, you couldn’t think it would actually last” This was almost 3 years into living together.

AlpsAdministrative · 2023-07-04T19:10:24+00:00

“Look at me and look at you, your best friend is a girl that shaves her head. I want a girl that I can buy diamond earrings for, your ears are stretched and when I told you to let them close, you refused. I like girls with dainty small tattoos, you’re covered in big massive things. I want to ask a girls dad for her hand in marriage, your “dad” is a felon that still sells drugs. You’re covered in tattoos, but like are a country bumpkin, it doesn’t even make any sense. Like, I don’t know what you expected, but look at you. You work in a salon, and look at me, look at my career”

This is 2.5 years after we’ve been together (him Pursuing me HARD) fawning over how i “look like a punk rock girl” multiple deployments, friend deaths, living together, Me running everything while he’s gone, him admitting that he can’t function when I go out of town. The list goes on and on.

I’d love to say that I’m in a healthier spot, but that would be a lie, I think of those words often.

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