That comment (which, granted, probably should have been explained a little more clearly) was in response to someone who responded to me with a statement that, at the time, I very wrongly interpreted as an “anxiety isn’t a real thing get over it” kind of comment. My response was a bit pissy, yes, and I probably didn’t…

I would bet that most depressed people don’t expect anyone to remain friends with them and, if presented with your questions, would likely respond with some variation of “You’re right, you’re better off without me, I’m sorry.”

So by your lights, cancelling because of mental health is a less acceptable reason than other illnesses? Am I reading this right? If you had a friend that had Crohn’s or extreme IBS or something, and they had unexpected, severe bouts of stomach cramps and diarrhea, would you be equally as unwilling to “be eternally…

On the surface and taken at face value, I agree with you that this reasoning is terrible and should be side-eyed, it isn’t giving friends a snow day or a holiday in any sense of the word.

Sometimes you can see exactly how your behaviour is affecting everyone around you, and then you spiral into guilt about what an awful person you are and it just makes everything feel that much worse.

I’m fairly certain this is tongue in cheek. I think. Maybe? Yes. I don’t know.

I think you could read this two ways. Ungenerously, “Sexy women invite harassment.” Generously, “Since people still mistrust women perceived as leveraging their sexuality, and I was never marketed that way, it would be easier for me to attract broad support for a claim, which made me less of a target to a predator.”…

Yes, that kind of thing is just a shining example of how women are never really considered people to some men.

THE PRETEND YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND THING GALLS ME TO NO END.

Aren’t there some things that are maybe worth *not broadcasting*?

Is that the one that forgot to blur out a woman’s intimate bits and they broadcast her butthole to the world?

Good to know they aren’t mining the lowest common denominator. I’m sure these relationships will be long and fruitful and their grandchildren will watch with tears in their eyes how their grandparents met.

Thank you that’s the nicest thing anyone’s said to me on kinja this year. :)

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This was me, last Friday. One of the senior exec’s was talking about how important it is for us to be transparent with our billing practices (We’re an electrical contractor), and said “We can’t play hide the weenie with the money”.

At a youth sporting thing a mom, in front of her family and like 40 other adolescents, commented that one of her kids doesn’t play because “she doesn’t like balls in her face.” Everyone started sniggering, and without missing a beat my teen son replied, “I hear that a lot.” The mom colored up and was all, “Did I just…

That time in a board meeting when you mix up “it’s a tough pill to swallow” and “it’s a hard nut to crack” and you somehow get, “it’s a hard nut to swallow”.

Cosigned. That’s the same face I made during a meeting where the meeting leader looked at the detailed list he’d made of problems he perceived and was like “well, I admit I might be a little anal” and some lady over on the side chirped, “anal’s great! i love anal!”

It was honestly the most horrible, cringe worthy think I have ever seen. Was that terror in her eyes? Was that laughter the result of nerves as she realised how much she’d fucked up and how stupid she was? Is she, right now, drinking herself stupid?