LipstickMystic
Lipstick Mystic
LipstickMystic

Try a little reading next time—- many promising studies are being done that are tying certain genetic mutations to autism, and while we're not yet at the stage where this can be done in utero (which would allow mothers to abort those fetuses if they choose to, just as 90% of women are doing when diagnosed with a fetus

Well, one thing that I think contributed to me changing my mind was the fact that I worked exclusively with people who were in their late thirties and older. This means that I worked with people who were about to or had lost their parents. They all had siblings that were heavily involved in their care. (If they

By 2022, 1 in 9 children is projected to be on the autism spectrum. That's the silent pandemic operating in the background of the rapidly-failing human genome that nobody seems to want to talk about, and it relates to the very tough decisions would-be mothers need to make. Because suddenly it's not just about, "Can I

OMG. WUT? That's the only birth control I need.

Well then I stand corrected and as a result just lost the will to live because some blogger has an opinion about having kids.

Wellllllllll.....since half of Americans read at an eighth grade reading level or lower, this sounds about right.

Insert: "But it takes a viiiiiilllllagge to raise a child" mixed with a backbeat of "But notttt MY CHILD who is a saint and would NEVER endanger a driver and fellow bus passengers with his/her behavior, putting all their lives at risk! Leave MYYY child alone! Only OTHER PEOPLE'S CHILDREN should be raised by the

Ah, you must be new here. At Jezebel, questions of decenting opinion are neither appretiated or answered.

My school bus was heinous and I was in fights daily. Mostly, I fought kids who picked on other kids because I couldn't stand the craziness.

I'm sorry, but sometimes elderly people can be horrible. They know you have to show them respect because of their age, and will absolutely abuse you because of it. I used to be in a line of work where I almost exclusively worked with elderly people. So many were behind sweet and kind, but those horrible racist ones

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I'm so freaking proud of Ms. Farrow—to publicly name her abuser, to verbalize the heinous crimes he committed against some one so young and so vulnerable, takes such courage. Let's hope this act of bravery—regardless of the shit-storm public/media "weigh in"—will bring her some peace.

Calling people out by name. Daaaaamn. Bold.

This was so goddamn brave of her. I hope breaking the silence helps her get through the Oscars this year. I get nauseous thinking about how much Hollywood loves protecting child-abusers.

My God, she should not have to reveal such graphic details of the attack(s) to get peoples' attention. It must be traumatic for her to go through this all over again. The biggest defense I can think of for a victim is: why would they want to put their family through this and themselves revisiting it, if they weren't

Everyone questioning the veracity of this Mrs. Farrow's account on the internet needs to die in a fire. It is so so damaging for other victims of molestation who haven't come forward to see the way even well-meaning people are perpetuating rape culture.
Let's all bemoan that more victims of rape don't come forward.
Sha

And dads, stop commenting on your daughter's physical features. Absolutely off bounds.

My dad started calling me fat when I gained weight in my 20s. I told him that if he continued treating me in such a mean, uncaring way, like a stranger, I would be forced to curse him out and possibly assault him like I would a stranger who spoke to me that way. He stopped. However, when I finally flipped out on my

My mother just died because no one took her complaints about severe bubbling/uncomfortable gurgling in her upper tummy plus nausea and sudden lack of appetite seriously; they put her in the "heart problems" profile instead of looking for GI problems until she bled out from an undiagnosed ulcer.

I've published humor material (online, in mags, in newspapers) under my real (female) name and a male pen name.