I'm so sorry. This is truly horrible. Seven years is a long time to love somebody, as a friend or otherwise. You have all my sympathies. <3

I haven't watched it and from what I've seen it's not for me, BUT I know all about being obsessed with Tv characters and I think you should have no shame my friend. The best characters can feel like buds so I don't get it, but I get it, and I hope you go as one of them to a Halloween party this year and love it up.

I will! I hope you have the best Saturday night :)

In Icelandic "gella" means babe. "Glenna" means "She Who Lifts Up Skirt and Shows off Pubis Like Baboon"

Wow! So many resources. Thank you. I really appreciate it.

I have one story that I'm too embarrassed about to admit to here (or even with my therapist) where I swayed my morals to get ahead at work. It EATS me up inside. You did the right thing. You'll know because I bet this doubt will leave your head sooner than later.

Don't feel bad. You're wired to need alone time, you can't help it. I'm the same way and honestly, it was a huge issue in my marriage because my husband wasn't the same way. I wholeheartedly suggest you don't get down on yourself and make sure that he understands early on what you need in regards to personal space and…

It's been hitting me pretty hard lately that getting my MFA was one of the most stupid fucking things I could have ever done. I'm 32. Yeah, so, maybe a little slow on the accepting reality part. Also, just ended a long-term relationship with no intention of starting to date soon while also wanting children.

OMG, you're a zyeenuuz :))

Please help. I need help. Help! I need somebody. Help! Not just anybody... OK I'll stop. I'm a bit crazy right now. I swore it wouldn't happen to me. I'd be zen, I'd be fair, I wouldn't drive away my friends with the crazy frantic energy that is Woman Getting a Motherfucking Divorce. But here I am.

So her house smells like artificial fruit, vanilla, pumpkin spice and My Personal Hell all the time?

I feel like if you've only ever been on one end of Customer+Service interactions you can forget that the "Server" is human and cannot perform magic.

How do you introduce a full-grown cat who's never seen a dog to a full-grown dog?

What. The. Fuck.

:((

Reminds me of the work of Finish artist Kustaa Saksi

A-fuckin'-men. I come from a country where gender equality is much more of a norm than it is in the US. I don't remember being catcalled there, ever. (I moved to the US when I was 26). Catcalling is such a daly experience here in New York it's almost surprising when it doesn't happen. I also find it extremely…

Yeah and what's with the dudes that will try to engage you when you are wearing sunglasses, headphones and reading a book on public transportation? Do we need to wear a sign? "Hello Sir. My name is X. I am human. Please don't bother me. Thank you. (And yes, staring at my ass does count as "bothering")"

That part was disheartening to me, since every time I think I've come up with a new way to avoid catcalls it gets knocked down. I've found that giving construction workers by my workplace eye contact means they won't go Hey babe, make kiss-y noises etc. It's infuriating that we have to jump through all these hoops…