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For me, it was one of the cruellest lessons I’ve ever had to learn: It doesn’t matter how much you love someone, it doesn’t mean they care about you at all.So a couple of years ago, I was dating a guy with some serious issues. Before that we had been best friends, joined at the hip. The guy chased me to be his girl for years and finally I gave in. We dated for several months, then had our first argument over a medical issue I was having and he bailed. I should have walked away then but love does stupid things to your mind. Especially an anxious/depressive one.So I won him back, we dated a bit longer, he bailed again for reasons unknown. This time I was done. I was walking away. So I lived my life, went on a date with an incredible guy, and slowly this sleaze of a creature (I worked with my ex back then) wormed his way back in and incredible guy was ignored (I regret this deeply). For those who say I should have resisted, try resisting someone you deem as (at the time), the one who got away. It’s hard.We started getting close again, but I was well aware he really only wanted in my pants, so I continued keeping him away. Then he said some things and twisted my mind and that was it. Shortly after that night, when he said we were a couple and I was his girl again, I fell quite ill. Optic Neuritis is quite the experience, I’ll say that. I stopped coming to work due to the pain and the fact I had gone blind in one eye (silly excuses, I know, right?).On a Friday afternoon, I learned that I needed to get to a hospital right away or I risked losing my sight. The only hospital and free healthcare available for my problem was over an hour drive away and by this point, driving was forbidden to me (understandably). So I turned to my so called bf and he said, and I quote, “Leave me alone, I’m trying to enjoy my holidays.”By this point I had become so mentally twisted in an attempt to please him and everything he wanted, that I fely bad for bothering and called on my family. I was put in hospital for four days, and not once did he reply to my texts.I was released from hospital, and on the day I got home, found that he had deleted me from Facebook so I asked what was going on, and again I quote, “We are done, so f*** off and leave me alone.”My self worth was at an all time low, so I cried until I was sick and cried some more. I lost my friends, my home, my job, all because of the stress he had put me under causing my body to malfunction. I moved back with family and reconnected with awesome guy who has now been my partner for years.Despite the crying, despite the lack of self worth, I checked in on him through a mutual friend and friend confided that my sleazy, no good, selfish, lying, emotionally deficit ex had told everyone that not only was I completely crazy and infatuated with him, but also that we had only been friends with benefits and I had only deluded myself into thinking we were a couple.That was the moment I lost all affection or care for that person.Edit: A comment asked how I let this go so far so I’m updating my answer to reflect that.The simple response is: I didn’t realise that’s what was happening until the end. Until it got so bad that I couldn’t take anymore and until I was with a person who helped me to see how utterly wrong my ex was.At first it started with simple things, where there would be a quick talk ending with a very subtle chiding about my thought patterns. That if I were more positive then things wouldn’t get this way. Just little things that at the time came across as helpful hints to better the relationship.Then came the going away on a trip and not inviting me along. When asked about those it was always because they were too boring for me and I distracted him from whatever he was doing. Nights where I could easily have staywd at his place were dismissed because he needed to miss me.He’d been sweet and kind up to this point so I fell for it, thinking that it had to be right. After all, this was the first non-LDR relationship I’d had. He never ventured to my place because I had a housemate he didn’t like and for me, that was fair enough.So I moved away. We worked together and had been commuting. I chose to end tje commute because of ridiculously long days and also because I wanted a home where he could visit.He came over once, we broke in the new unit and then he said he had to leave because he was tired after work and didn’t like sleeping in a bed he didn’t know. Every time he did these excuses, he’d always be very… loving about it. Kiss me at the same time, telling me I understood.Then it really started to get twisted. I’d try to talk with him about something that I’d want a compromise on and with the foundations already in place that I was negative and distracting, he would ignore me. If I pushed, he would simply send a text saying ‘Negative’ or another word that would punch a hole in my guts. Generally I lack a lot of self worth and confidence so I didn’t trust my instincts and convinced myself that he was right. So I’d apologise.I was in love and he had never said it directly but had always implied he cared very deeply for me. That I was the one he would change for, that I was the only one to love him for the monster he was. Like a silly little girl, I bought all of it.Then came the threats of leaving, never being my friend again, turning people in the workplace against me. Once even standing over me in a pure display of dominance. He quickly learned that was the only thing he couldnt do, as physical violence is a clear thing in my head I just wont stand for.He would twist all my words back onto themselves, tell me I was being ungrateful and everything else under the sun to see me crumble and beg for his forgiveness because if I was negative, and crazy, had issues and was fat and not very pretty, then this was my only hope right?I wanted to be that ideal girlfriend, that perfect little wife type, with the husband she would do anything for and vice versa. To not be ungrateful, to be normal.I wanted to be normal so bad.All of that he tapped into with a single word thrown out at the right time. The stupid part about it is my ex was lucky to have an IQ above his age, yet he knew exactly and obviously inately, how to manipulate.In the end I just twisted myself into a knot to keep him near me because, as stated above, this was all I had.I can’t give advice or ideas on the symptoms or signs of a potential abuser but using cruel words woth loving actions is one. The person who loves you may ask you to alter things, but they should never ask for you to not be yourself. Should never imply that you are with them by their good graces and because you aren’t worthy of any other type of love. Should never put you down because you have some bugs in your programming and ghosts in your files.A good person will help you deal with and defeat those, not use them against you.

Glad you are enjoying your testing experience, very cool opportunity!Equipment cards worn by monster/character cards has been a staple of many TCG games. It is an extremely organic fit within the structural archetype tcg often work within. Because most tcg gameplay revolves heavily around cards representing an individual unit on a battlefield, players conception and understanding of a game usually begins from that concept. It is easy to grasp and conceive, equating to a miniature or figurine as representative of a being. People inately grasp that, wearing clothes is a daily part of our lives, so adding equipment archetypes is a complete win. It allows the creation and expansion of gameplay depth without requiring the player to conceptualize outside the established paradigm. I can only speak to games I know so I haven't a clue where it was done first, but regarding Magic the Gathering it surprisingly wasn't incorporated until Magics 10th year...kind of.Magic has always had an artifact card type representing devices or items on the Battlefield that offered a play mechanic. Wearable items such as armor were often depicted and could bestow effects on unit, however it had yet to be developed further.In the games 10th year, the modern equipment mechanic was introduced with Mirrodin. Remaining in the artifact type , the equipment designation simply defined a certain mechanic available to all artifacts sub typed. It represented intuitively with players over the original concept, enabled all new design areas of gameplay yet didnt add any complexity beyond understanding a one global new game process. From Star Wars to Star Trek to Wildstorms and across the scope it mechanic has been utilized to give someone a weapon card, outfit etc per each games chosen implementation. Placing an armor card under a Magic creature card usually represents hes wearing it....however I think you are wondering if any games actually had you dress the card paper doll like..As it happens in the promotion leading up to Mirrodins release there were promotional depictions of the equipment you could punch out! No card or game info was displayed, but theoretically if you played the card you could take your punched out equipment and place it around / on your card for fun!Neat little trivia note, anyone whod lil to see a picture I have one in M collection. Message me and ill send a pic.Actually taking it to an almost paper doll extent is BRILLIANT, I cant believe I never considered that!Innovation can be subtle at times, discovered by the people who keep their minds open always!

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