When you help teach me to mend my own clothes, I understand that you're trying to help me be able to live as a functional adult, and I appreciate that. In some cases, being able to be a grown-up trumps our opinions of what feminism means.

I would really like an answer on this one day. The Daily Mail is a hate rag, is there really no way people who write for Jezebel could find another source?

I too have no idea what leaning in is. I am fine with this.

Don't tell other people what to do with their faces. If it's not okay to body snark and it's not okay to say a variety of other things to do with appearance, what makes it okay for you to smear your opinion all over other women? They're not hurting you. Leave it alone.

Team Root!

"What about if you found out your child wasn't going to be a ginger, would you add a third donor to prevent that?"

If rum doesn't win, you're all insane.

Not a prerequisite. The Hell's Angels near where I used to live were reasonably quiet and were actually pretty friendly/paternal towards me. Maybe that's cause they were a British chapter? Maybe sociopathy is a prerequisite elsewhere.

I always lap up science like a hungry kitten. Sometimes I chase it, half-alive, around the living room until a larger cat dispatches it for me in an attempt to teach me how to conduct research for myself.

She's WITH the dragon at the time and it's heavily implied that they've bonded in some way, because she flew on him for the first time.

He'd invent a new Stark just to kill them again.

Have you read the books? 'Cause your answers are there, and I wouldn't want to spoil it for you.

I am going to pretend I stopped reading at the title so I can make my bed tomorrow and feel like I've accomplished something for the whole month.

Lily is my hero. I've just got to say that. "Did you give birth to your husband?" is bloody perfect.

Personally, yes, but your mileage varies so much. I have a VERY common set of problems too - depression with a clear starting point, anxiety which doesn't totally cripple me, etc. I'm comparatively easy to treat.

Oh my gosh. Right. After I decided on the university I was going to apply for, got all amped, got my tunnel-vision down and started working hard... my step-dad bloody decided he wanted to do a Master's course at THE SAME UNI. And he was accepted immediately. And started. We argued and I was heartbroken because this…

I take lemon balm tablets. Whether they're working chemically to calm me down or not, SOMETHING helps me feel safer. Maybe just the fact that I'm taking something and thus feel proactive (the placebo effect). I like them, 'cause they're gentle and I know they're safe to take.

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I read "supportive words" and immediately thought "buttress". If you like puns, that one's for free :D

Mine were all lesbians or in polyamerous relationships with the single Ken, constantly on missions to save the Shellys from slavery/evil mental institutions. Or occasionally put them in evil mental institutions for their inheritance. I was a weird child.