Yep, the ol’ “all these people have done me wrong, but you, you get me. You’re not like all the other girls. I know I can trust you, because you are better, you see through all the bullshit. Ah, if only I had met you earlier, how much pain might I have been spared!?”

I’m watching it too, and I also wonder. But I’m a person who stopped going to my gym/yoga classes because it was all relentless positivity and ‘you can do anything if you just let go of your negativity’ and also had that ‘if you’re a victim its because you chose to be’ idea etc etc and all I wanted to do was be bendy…

“Sure, I love watching Van Jones”. This is a giveaway.

Because his ego and narcissism knows no bounds.

Fucking seriously. I guess that’s where this “supposedly feminist website” has been dragged to: mommybloggers awarding their husbands for doing the bare minimum of parenting like it’s a Reddit query.

I don’t understand the need to play the “who has it worse” game. Can’t we just acknowledge that its a shitty time for a lot of people for reasons that are sometimes similar and sometimes different?   

I feel lucky that Eric’s stepped up and really wants to be involved with her school work.

Stray thoughts from a teacher. I’ve heard other parents complain about picking up homework packets and, logically, it’s odd—those complaining (on my social media) are the same parents who picked up and dropped off their kids at school every single day rather than rely on busses. I think what’s bothering us (all) is…

In the wayback, I worked for the securities division of a large bank. Because I handled bearer securities, I had to have a very thorough background check that looked at my debt, whether my standard of living exceeded my income, and whether I had any potentially problematic relationships-the thought being that if I…

Hopefully, the fallout from this investigation hits Ivanka hard enough that she will go to prison. See also - Brothers Trump(not including Barron)

When I was in second grade, I was *in love* with my teacher, and desperately wanted her to love me back and think I was cool. When we came back from spring break that year, she asked the class if anyone had gone on any trips anywhere, and probably a third of the kids had stories about vacations and trips to see…

On the bus a kid I sat with said that he was named after a character from the bible (I was like seven so I have no recollection of what that name was, probably Josiah or some shit). I had approximately zero friends (HA HA HA HA NOTHING HAS CHANGED) so I lied and said that I, too, was named after the Bible. Well, how…

I am doing okay now, thanks. At such a young age it was easier to lie about my problems than to try to process it all. We were all there at one time or another.

Mine was probably when we moved (for the 5th time in 5 years) to a 3BR ranch house telling my mom I was totally ok taking the illegal, dingy, dark paneled, shag carpeted room in the basement without appropriate egress in case of fire, because I was the oldest and my sisters needed to be upstairs close to her. I still…

When I was in second grade they made an announcement at school that there was a Pogo Bal in the lost and found. Now the Pogo Bal was an incredibly stupid toy that was really popular for like one summer in the late 80s. I figured, lost and found? Victimless crime! So I claimed it and took it home on the bus.

Wildest lie? In my childhood, people would ask me “Are you doing okay?”, and I would answer “Yes”.

Don’t most people with severe mental health problems (psychosis/ bi polar disorder/ schizophrenia) qualify for Medicaid? I think its likely that Delonte West/Kanye West/ the man living in your bushes all have diagnosis and at some point prescriptions, but for whatever reason chose to stop taking them. Delonte’s…

I think the problem is, will he accept help. My limited experience with homeless people, especially men, is that will accept food, or a few dollars, but actual help with getting a job, medication, stable place to live etc. they don’t seem to want that for whatever reason. 

This exactly.  While he certainly will get more exposure (and hopefully that will lead to help) than Jim, who lives in the bus stop 3 blocks from my house, everyone in this situation is deserving of help. America is terrible at helping people with mental health issues, which is unsurprising because we’re terrible at…

Mr. West is no more or less deserving of help than is the guy talking to his demons and living in the bushes in my neighborhood. The tragedy isn’t Delonte, it’s the Delonte along with the hundreds of thousands of others like him who need mental health help and don’t get it.