It’ll be the hardest thing you’ve ever done, but you can absolutely do it. I’m a nurse and a lot of my patients rationalize not quitting by saying “oh well I am going to die of something one day anyway.” But it probably won’t just be lung cancer and *poof* you’re gone the next day. It’ll likely be COPD which is slow…

I’ve been hanging out on the subreddit “raisedbynarcissists” all day and this still rates as FUCKED UP. Consider that a compliment.

I don’t want to make assumptions about what it is like to have a mastectomy. But I am imagining that if I had to have a mastectomy, even if I’ve come to terms with it and learned to accept my drastically changed body, seeing a bunch of attractive young women with their perfect breasts holding a coke can in my honor…

No such thing is possible. In the Talmud, in the Jewish tradition, it says when that part of the male anatomy is aroused and there’s an erection, the brain flies out of that and we have to take that very seriously, so I don’t agree with that.

OK, something is seriously seriously wrong with you. Like, I’m concerned. I feel like you maybe need an intervention.

I think you’re kind of missing the point on this particular article. The point is you had the choice. You like doing that stuff? Awesome! That’s great that you are able to live a life where you can do it, and yes, you should be able to live that life without judgment. I understand you dislike the mocking or rolled…

In 35 years, from 1958 to her retirement in 1993, in a small-town corner of Corporate America, my mother went from the secretarial pool to a position as a market analyst for a major pharmaceutical company, having frequent interactions with their internal advertising department, as well as with executives from…

I’m 56 and cannot understand why younger generations AREN’T as angry. Give it time. It grinds you down - even with the battles won, the shit is still there.

My Mom, age 88, in a Dalmatian costume that she sewed herself, wearing a Dalmatian puppet on her hand to tease people - with my sister as Cruella De Ville at Disneyworld last fall.

I post jokes and pictures of toy monsters on Facebook. I can’ for the life of me imagine why some people seem to think it’s a political platform.

My mother passed away three years ago this June. She was the kindest, most loving lady with

This isn’t necessarily the best story about my mom, but it is the most recent and the one I’m still pondering.

My mom does stuff like that when she‘s sober. Especially when she’s playing Scrabble.

My mom is the mom that gets hella joy out of making me feel like a bad daughter.

There was something about this photo lu took, that seemed worthy of Instagram #babygotsmug#thirstyjerk#notonlybuble #dickoftheday #smarmybum

I've said it before, but I just can't stay on the Paul Walker Grief Train knowing about his penchant for teenagers. It's still sad that he died, of course, but this huge outpouring is unnerving. Let's just say the sadness is tempered by a full-body skin crawl.

my religious freedom is being attacked because there are other religions

Oh for fuck’s sake.

Ok so I asked him.

I just don't get why this isn't more understood. There's this strange insistence that it MUST be one or the other. As if culture isn't a product of our hardwiring, and as if our hardwiring isn't affected by our culture.