I didn’t drink coffee until I was in my mid-twenties because my dad had told me as a child that it would ‘put hair on my chest’.

First Google entry for ‘Lighteater’ is a bios virus. Additionally there is a webster definition for ‘light eater’ or one who eats lightly. I doubt Willow means either of these...

I inadvertently grind my teeth in movie theaters because of that sound...

There’s such a nice balance! Although it’s great to see new posters rise up the ranks too. Definitely a long-time lurker myself.

Ugh. I am so sorry. That is terrible.

I’d see a derm if you can. I have mild cystic acne that comes around once a month regardless but my regular acne seems to respond well to baby soap (unscented and super gentle) followed up by a light application of baby lotion (also unscented and super gentle) once a day. But any change in water source or humidity and…

Personally I love the rapport that the more prominent posters have going right now and I think your posts are part of the dynamic that I enjoy reading. I think it’s healthy to have a variety of people providing insights on issues because our life experiences are so different that we all have something to provide to…

I’ve never understood the ‘one and done’ approach to talking about sex and sexuality. I never really even had that but it’s such a huge part of being human that only talking about it once or not talking about it at all is pretty irresponsible. Kudos to parents who aren’t afraid to talk about challenging topics from…

Holy cow. That little bit about Robert Graves explains so much about a guy I dated who was named in his honor. Man, I should have done my background reading on that one.

Or because they’ve been shamed in to never ever asking those questions in the first place. That was how I was raised and I didn’t have access to information until I left home. Internet? Not allowed. Books on sex? Nope. Sex-ed? Not available.

Same story here. Found myself really confused for the rest of adolescence.

My weirdest was also my first because as far as I knew I was a very straight conservative Christian but obviously even at such a young age something in me rebelled because there was this super smart girl in my seventh grade classes that my brain was very twitterpated over.

I give you all my stars.

My dad has very distinctive facial features including a prominent Syrian nose. When we were young my mom used to comment how glad she was that none of us inherited it. Jokes on her because by the time we started highschool all of us had it to one degree or another. I’m actually rather fond of my nose now.

The day she took back her wedding dress when it was obvious, at 16, that I would never be a size 2.

I envy good pukers. When I need to puke most it is almost as though my throat has closed up. I feel like a cat trying to hork a hairball except far more miserable. I’m also the sort who starts feeling nauseated in any vehicle that I’m not driving or actively involved in operating.

I’m glad Lucille still shows up from time to time. Seeing her picture brings back warm memories of staying up late to watch reruns of I Love Lucy with my grandma when I was a kiddo. She gave me so much hope for myself.

At five or six I had sort of a vague understanding that sex involved two people rubbing their abdomens together but I visualized them standing up and not really touching otherwise. At the time I thought it was very strange and I didn’t really understand that sex was something desirable. Due to a very firm belief that…

Starred for the use of ‘in media res’. Love it.

My master’s advisor told me that I ‘had a pair of hips on me’. Yes, thanks. Most do.