He turned up!! 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂✨✨✨

Edt: WE FOUND HIM. I’ll try to respond to everyone, but in the meantime, thank you. Thank you thank you thank you. Jezzies, I came here in hopes that readers would make me feel less horror-movie plague-infected depressed, and you came through. Love you all. ❤❤

That name is my name too!

“In economics, the responsibility to give back once you acquire wealth is written into the equation of a functioning society.”

My mom and I made this map out of fabric scraps. It’s really big (it’s in a 24x36 frame). It’s a birthday present for my nephew. There are separate frames for Alaska and Hawaii.

HI! I’m a pharmacist AND I recently weaned off venlafaxine (Effexor) after being on it for almost six years. It’s apparently one of the worst ones to stop, even if you do it slowly. But I did it (over a good three to four months) and I’ve been completely off it since July. I went off it because we want to have a baby*…

Many, many years ago, when I was younger and thinner and more innocent and spirited and still had my first dog, I had to travel to California to figure out why my grandparents’ house was not selling, when it was on a nice lot in a very chi-chi part of Santa Barbara. There was a big pall on the housing market, but…

I wouldn’t think less of someone else if they hired a fully qualified, talented employee who is a recovering addict, even if that employee relapsed. Even if that employee’s relapse caused problems at work and the employee had to be let go. Giving a talented, good person who happens to have a history of addiction a…

Hey guys. You are the best.

Happy Saturday Social, all! After several months away, I’m slowly coming back to the Jez community. I’d love to hear what everyone has been up to!

I have a cat named Lady Gaga. She has to wear pajamas because of her over grooming. You can feel bad for her. And also think she is adorable.

Let’s stop using “alt-right” and call them what they are...

“His life He is the one that got ruined his own life here,” the attorney of Nicholas Mullins told the Associated Press.

The week my big sister died in a car accident. It was during finals week in high school, and I didn’t want to go home because it was too sad being home, so I just sat through my finals in a daze. I kept calling her from the campus pay phone just to hear her voice on her answering machine. And I left a few messages…

I find it hard to identify what my worst week has been because it can be hard to weigh the different life destroying negatives. You can be horrendously emotionally anguished without experiencing any fear for instance- how does that compare to lesser emotional anguish coupled with crippling fear?

I had to reply to this one because I’ve been where you are. I took my eyes off the road because I thought my passenger pointed at something off to the side, but in fact she was exclaiming at how close I was getting to a girl on a moped at the light. This accident of course happened at that twilight hour when it is…

My step-father was a chronic pain patient who became permanently disabled when I was in high school. My mom couldn’t deal with it so she split in my senior year, so instead of any college, I had to find a job to support us. My biological father was pretty much absent in my life, so my step-father was all I had—he…

What?! I’d be furious. what if there was a genetic component that the rest of you needed tests for? that kind of negligence makes my blood boil.

This week is one of the worst of my life too! (Solidarity sister!) On top of Trump being elected on Tuesday, I was in the worst car accident I’ve ever been in and it was my fault. It actually happened at 7pm on Tuesday right as the election results started to pour in. I was driving to a nearby town where a lot of my…

I think one of the worst weeks (and for a long time afterward) I’ve ever had was the week my uncle died. He was an amazing man who had overcome so many obstacles: familial abuse, drug addiction that led to divorce and jail time. Despite that he was an absolute joy, the blinding light in every dark room. My young…