Have you spoken to your bank? They should be able to refund it as well.

I've just had the same thing happen to me. DD was set up 5 days ago but I wasn't notified and money came out of my bank today (it was lucky I noticed the reference being 'Stripe Re Netflix' and I don't have a Netflix account!) I have cancelled the DD but I will be calling my bank to investigate how this was allowed to happen. I still don't feel entirely comfortable now, knowing that someone that shouldn't, has my bank details.

It was the first time I've done anything like this. I followed a video called 'Nintendo DS Lite - Replacing Touch Screen : Digitiser'. I found it very simple to follow (apart from the part where he peels off the original digitiser slightly off screen! I had to keep checking I wasn't pulling the wrong thing off). His technique of lining up the digitiser and screen in the DS case is very good!

I bought the digitiser from Ebay and needed to get some tri wing precision screwdrivers. The L R buttons fell out when I took the back off but were easy to put back on even if they made me panic a bit at first.

Overall it was quite simple. Everything seems so difficult until you try.

Enjoy! The Kobo looks absolutely adorable and tiny compared my Kindle! 😂 I've already picked my first library book. I went with Cloud Cuckoo Land!

I just started Metro 2035 today.

Love pendergast

I bought one of these this morning with trade in of my 2018 paperwhite. It's currently out for delivery!!!

I still feel like this is how I'll die. It's like I just know I'll never truly have a good life. It's stupid because I have a lot to be grateful for but my quality of life is shit.

I sit there all day and I cannot get my brain to do anything. I study very part-time and I still struggle with it. I feel so much guilt for not being able to do anything, even hobbies. I want to be able to live a normal life. I deferred my studies last year but I can't give up again.

Sometimes, I just wished they were dead and then my grief could feel legitimate and I could cut contact without guilt. I still crave a family connection.

This is something I've always found myself doing. If I'm alone, I can put both sides over/in my ears. If there is even one other person around, I can't. I know that I'm safe but if I can't hear what's going on in the rest of the house, I start to feel anxious. I also feel embarrassed when people watch me or 'catch me out' doing something, even though it would be perfectly normal for me to watch TV or listen to music. If I only have one headphone in and I hear someone coming, my instinct is to take the headphones off but then I appear to sat doing nothing which must look weirder! Same if I'm on my phone or computer, I hate being suddenly watched or people knowing what I'm doing even though I'm never doing anything bad, it must look so guilty and like I'm being secretive, if it's even noticeable at all. I don't know.

I once had a conversation with a head of year (also the safeguarding officer) at school a few weeks into being removed from home and they said exactly that. How come so many bad things have happened to one person? I felt so invalidated and embarassed at the same time that I shut down. I have always found it difficult to talk about what happened and still do, today. I feel humiliated and I don't want anybody to pity me or even acknowledge that I'm fucked up. I want to be like other people who have their shit together. I fear I will never be able to live a normal life, my brain feels permanently changed. The anxiety is embarrassing and I don't know how to express it. I always end up saying something stupid or trying so hard to present normally that I invalidate myself.

It's humiliating.

Not OP but I have a mini dater that looks exactly the same as the one in the photo. It's called "Shiny PET-300 Self-inking Date Stamp". I've had it for years and still going strong!

Absolutely. I get lost in the fantasies I come up with.

Amazing. I love how creative this is!

I started writing down my dreams a few months ago. I found it interesting that some nights I can have multiple different dreams one after the other and remember them when I wake up. Other times, I can have absolutely no dreams for weeks. I don't always write them in the journal, sometimes I don't have it to hand so I write them in the notes app of my phone. To me, my dreams make absolutely no sense but my partner finds them interesting when I have shown him them. He can find clues from what we've watched together for example that have influenced them that I might not have thought about.

I used to be. You get your monies worth but it was rarely ever things that I actually used and wanted. I'd rather buy the things I wanted but the monthly suprise was fun. I normally regifted things to my partners children or friends.

I've felt like my life only really began when I left hospital at 16. Everything before then just wasn't real. I never built up a real life since I missed out on all of the opportunities that my peers got. I feel like the NPC in everyone else's lives. It's probably some kind of depression thing. I accept that people are real but I don't connect to them in the way I feel like everybody else does to each other.

My first memory is one of either standing up in my crib crying, looking at the open bedroom door or climbing on my sisters bottom bunk and putting purple nail varnish on her TV.

I do the exact same

I'm engaged and I feel lucky to have him as a partner. I'm not hugely optimistic that I can make the best of it when I feel disconnected from the world around m. I have a lot to improve on. It's so unlikely I would ever meet anyone that is half of who he is. Loosing him would suck.

Happy birthdayy