Hrm... I learned how to make people like me. Had some volatile adults around me and others that were just mean and my sense of self-preservation taught me to hone my charm for my safety and that of my younger sibs.

I also learned some basic housebreaking because I was a latchkey kid without a key for a while there and…

In my country we don’t even have engagement rings, thank God. But I married an American in the U.S. and at the beginning I did not want a ring as asked him not to give me one but then he was under so much pressure I accepted one for his sake. It’s insane here in the U.S. I find it hard how society enforces these silly…

OH GOD, the timing on this! I recently got engaged, and I feel so ambivalent about the ring. I’m not sure I even believe in the idea of an engagement ring, but it’s such a THING. It’s the first thing people ask about when they find out you’re engaged. I’m excited about the engagement, not the ring, guys.

People just need to validate their own choices by putting down others. Really all that should matter is (1) Did it make sense for the couple? (2) Do you like it? (3) Were you an asshole about it? If the answers are yes, yes, and no then A+ everyone.

I only wish I would have done the same kind of thing. Honestly, I wish I was this selfless.