I tore my ACL in sophomore year gym class. When I tell people this, they say "Wow—so competitive!" Um, no. I was the girl that participated as little as possible, so this was purely an accident. I managed to actually hit the ball and get on base. Running from second to third base, I slipped—the grass was wet from…

I saw that on Christmas when I was in Wisconsin visiting the future in-laws. I almost fell off the couch laughing!

Nooooo why does it have to end noooooo. :( :( :( :(

I miss Kathy Griffin's reality show (what was that on, Bravo?) Man, I sunk so many hours into that.

Wisconsin: what is Tindr; PBR. This sums up everything I know about Wisconsin from my limited experience in the state since I got together with my fiance. I also happen to know that their state motto (at least, circa 2009) is/was "Living Out Loud." Stay classy, Wisconsin.

I have never gone out on NYE, not a once, except for the awful NYE wedding I was forced to attend a few years ago. But, the majority of my NYEs are spent drunkenly and gluttonously at home, zero fucks given. No shame up in my game!

Exactly! By doing absolutely nothing, not even a handmade card (which, let's be honest, having one of the kids write one would have been *adorable*) just made it look like either 1) we weren't expecting to see you this Christmas and we weren't prepared, or even worse, 2) we knew you'd be there, and we just didn't care…

Yikes. This is worse than my sibling complaint this year—my future SIL and her fiance have two kids and twins on the way, so we bought all the kids toys and the SIL and her man a gift card. We didn't spend *a lot* on them but we still thought ahead and got them gifts. We got nothing from them, not even a card! I…

Among the gifts from my future MIL this year: Starbucks gift card, Amazon gift card, socks, booze. I am obviously winning her over left and right, you guys.

I haven't been inside, but I did drive by one the other day and go "huh... that place used to look so crappy from the outside, the rebranding makes it almost look nice."

Thank you. :) He's not unwilling to work on it, but that willingness comes when times are good—and slips away when the situation really calls for it.

That's really interesting—it's good that you were able to nail down that there wasn't a level of respect necessary for a successful relationship, but I'm curious if it was just a number of things that amounted to a lack of disrespect, or if you ever managed to nail down exactly what it was?

Totally. I had parents who lashed out at each other and yelled a lot, and my partner had an abusive step-dad and a mother who quietly swept everything under the rug. You can imagine our methods of handling conflict are pretty much as polar opposite as can be... me: confrontational. him: bottle up until he SNAPS one…

Ugh, dads. My guy never met his father and had an abusive step-dad situation—it fucked him up really badly, and it's something we're working on also. I am empathetic to a fault about his issues, though, which puts me in a situation where I get trampled on and continue to accept being treated poorly (not always, of…

Not everyone comes into a marriage with the emotional intelligence and coping skills needed to sustain a good long-term partnership, even if they "love" their partner. Learning those skills and especially learning what works and what doesn't with the person you love can be damn hard work. Doesn't mean the…

This. The "figuring out adulthood" thing has proven to be a huge challenge for my partner. He really didn't have his ish together when we got together, and so he's been feeling out what it means to be a financially responsible adult, and now he's having to figure that out while keeping another person's emotional needs…

Currently struggling with the concept of respect in my relationship. To me, respect is "baked in" to a relationship/marriage. You can disagree and not see eye-to-eye, but you're supposed to do so with a level of inherent respect for the other person—you respect them enough to listen, to take accountability, and to…

Dude this was totally me, even down to the 7 years bit, and I totally waited until early January when the holidays were over. I'm awful.

Ah, thank you. I don't know how I missed that.

This is the drug Ms. U was supposedly cured with, which is marketed today under the brand name Orap. But generally, she says, "it doesn't work."