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The scary guy wants to be my friend. He wants to get in my bed and snuggle me.”

After reading all these bone chilling stories, I thought I’d tell one that is a little happier, if that’s a good word for this. When my dad was dying at home, I wanted to be there for him (my mom had passed away some time ago), but because of work, I could only be there twice a week. During what would be the last week

When I was a kid, in the summers my family would visit my grandfather’s cabin, located in a remote area in the woods in northern New England. The nearest neighbor at that time was about 5 miles down the road. The cabin was just yards from a lake ideal for fishing and boating, and I suppose you could say that the area

THAT’S ENOUGH INTERNET FOR TODAY. Thanks for the nightmares. 😩

Here he is. This was at the beginning--he hung out for another hour. 

Not sure if anyone will see this, but here’s something that happened to me about five months ago—two things, actually, separated by about three weeks. The first part is magical and strange, the second part is terrifying. I live in India and these two events took place during our second hard lockdown back in May. We

Yes! I posted it after the deadline last year so wasn’t sure if anyone had seen it. 

Having children is super disruptive to your career; I took a 10k pay cut to leave a job because my supervisors were so hostile to parents (especially the single ones). Much of my income went to childcare expenses...I don’t what I would have done if I hadn’t been able to scrape enough together to keep working. It

We literally might be neighbors. I looked at the options and stayed home. You’re right, staying home is suuuuuper disruptive to your career. (My annual salary now is $5k less than when I left. Joy.)

This country hates women and children