PeachyTeach
PeachyTeach
PeachyTeach

I read it as 'RuPaul...' and then I was sad to find out who it was really about.

At first I was like, 'WHAT?' But then I was like...

DAMN. They got a huge cunt on that board, calling anyone who would like something like this 'immature' and 'childish'. I am so over making other people feel bad for a choice that is completely personal and has no reflection on anyone else!

I´m not a Potter-head, but I love the Lord of the Rings. I study Icelandic

Yeah, my mom was always big on that. She used to tell us that 'Blood is everything. Everyone else is just a stranger.' Then she treated us like shit, particularly with verbal abuse, sometimes with physical. It got to the point where my brother would say that he wished she would just hit us all the time, because he

Word. My mother and I have a functional relationship but her coming to visit causes me extreme anxiety and stress. I have to have, say, 6 months notice that she´s coming in order to get my head in order. I´m thankful that my husband isn´t American and I live in a different country with him.

Last summer, someone gifted

That´s the hardest part of being from a less-than-happy background. If you´re lucky enough to find yourself with a partner (or friends) who have not had any kind of experience with abuse, they just don´t get it. It´s one of those things that´s, I think, nearly impossible to understand if you had a relatively stable

That´s awesome! Good for you! Clear out the clutter and surround yourself with people who make you feel better.

You are a really good friend. Good for you!

Preach. I think that was the first time I realized how shit high school really was, how it was a lazy, meaningless facade populated mostly by jerks who were there to count minutes and collect paychecks.

I had a great teacher who was in charge of the school paper. He believed in letting us run with ideas, as a good

Yeah, that is a good point as well. It sounds awful no matter which way you look at it. Either she´s a bit of a jerk for making the pamphlet or the family may be only polite and not really caring about her responses.

The question I have in all the responses like yours is ... do you really want to spend time with people like this, if this is the case?

If they don´t really care about you and are only talking to you to be polite, is it worth your time and effort to mouth bland platitudes at everyone, over and over, at dinner? Why not

It seems to me that if the family was closer and not obligated to seeing each other on a mandatory holiday gathering, they would know more about you than meaningless chit-chat of the kind that is reserved for the neighbor down the street whose husband you can never remember the name of and that one chick who can

Oh, GOD.

**HUUUUURRRRRRK**

Baby oil? What´s this about?

I think this article is misleading. The headline claims that women are ERASED from music history, then goes on to say that many iconic women are included like Jett and Raitt and Dolly Parton. Which is it, you click-baiting jerks? Because it cannot be both.

This is so strange to me. I´m not sure how old you are, but my grandparents were born in the early 30s and married in the early 50s, and they stayed married through years of my grandfather´s alcoholism and abuse because divorce wasn´t 'something you did back then.' At least, that´s how it was explained to me after I

Oh, my GOD, you´re me ME. I was in the same situation. I had a very immature boyfriend beginning at a very young age, which I thought he would surely grow out of over time. A guy has to start pitching in and stop playing video games while ignoring every other aspect of his life, doesn´t he? And surely he won´t always

My God. WHAT. I vaguely remember these, but they come off as disgusting now. Definite "Nervous kids who shouldn´t have gotten into the Free Candy van" vibes here. And the dialogue is, of course, ridiculous. "Kentucky ... well, that´s where you got those pretty blue eyes." WTF, dude.

I´m glad I don´t celebrate Thanksgiving anymore. It used to be fun when I was a child and we had at least a small crowd of people for dinner (Mom, Dad, Grandmother, Uncle, Brother, me) with a few family friends stopping by to say hello. One by one they all drifted away.

Mom and Dad divorced. Grandmother passed away.

My family has a story like that, except it was Domino´s. We´re not the only ones!