I do worry about having to go through that.

I ... I may have just splooshed. Both in places that are supposed to sploosh and places that aren't supposed to sploosh.

1. His physical outburst is a huge fucking red flag. You're an intelligent, discerning adult, so you know better than anyone whether he is a danger to your safety. But, uh, if I were in a vehicle with someone who got SO MAD that they shattered the windshield, I'd be all, "HELLO? POLICE?"

The awesome thing about sociopaths is nothing.

Wow.

Years ago, I used to be an asshole boyfriend. Like, TOTAL ASSHOLE. Then, I grew the fuck up. It's all good now.

Put a post-it note on the bottom of your shoe that says, "BEND ME OVER AND FUCK ME" and then tell him, "ow there's something on the bottom of my shoe. Will you look for me?"

As someone who ended a relationship four months ago and is having trouble coping, I can tell you exactly what I hope to get from my friends.

That was a nice story, but why is there poop in my underwear all of a sudden?

Is this a thing where I'm allowed to laugh at you?

Order me a kamikaze. And then another one.

Oh, yeah, no. I already made the mistake of watching "Drinking Buddies."

Oh, Daddy. You don't even know what flattery is yet.

Thanks. I do have an appointment on Monday, so there's that.

We have the olds :(

That's good advice, thank you. And you're right: when you really love someone, and they really hurt you. Yeah.

My doctor says no, but my forehead says YEACHHH.

Don't worry. This isn't an interview. Even non-helpful stuff is relatively helpful. I'm lucky to have a good support network of friends who love listening to my bullshit, so I get to have talk therapy whenever I want it. For the most part.

My sister flirted with disordered eating in her teens, and then again in her forties. I don't fully understand the medical underpinnings that govern disordered eating, but I think it's prudent to take your experience at face value and treat it as real. As others have suggested, it is probably worth your time to speak…

Oh yeah? Well everyone on MY fb seems capable of mastering basic life skills except for me.