I can't speak for all cancer patients, and the ones I've met aren't as sunny about their prognoses as I am. The uncertainty can be crushing; many patients are diagnosed with PTSD, depression, and a host of other disorders. If you were in my position, it could amplify your anxiety and compound your disorder. Takes a…

I'm very sorry.

I'm 25 with incurable brain cancer, so Valerie is soo stealing my thunder.

"12. Some women make sexual-sounding grunts when lifting; men grunt but it doesn't sound sexual."

Alas, to live in NYC.

VOLUME/TONE/SMELL!! Baaahahahaha. I do the exact same thing. Farts and crap are inexplicably hilarious to me. Also a serious topic of conversation: the best friend and I once had a half hour discussion about which kind of animal shit smells worst, rating them all and analyzing their various stenches, before we…

Go for Plenty of Fish! My Mum met her husband on there, although she won't admit it to anyone. :)

In Malcolm Gladwell's "Outliers" he shows that once you cross an IQ threshold, IQ ceases to matter. That threshold is 120. All Nobel laureates are 120 and above; the number of IQ points that differs between each of them doesn't have any bearing on their success or intelligence.

A major part of evaluating a new acquaintance or friend is sussing out whether they'd accept it if I farted in front of them. Mine very rarely stink - but they're LOUD. Like tuba blasts or dying elephants. First time I farted in front of my boyfriend, he dived away and hit the wall, ending up crumpled and shocked on…

Definitely agree. It wouldn't be fun to grow up with famously beautiful parents. But then I don't think being famous would be fun in general - way too much pressure, criticism, and far too little privacy. I don't pity the famous and their families but I don't envy them either.

LOL! When they were in the Bahamas scouting a place for their wedding, we had dinner together and she slapped the dinner roll off his plate. Well, chastised him for eating it. He was pudgy at the time and I guess they were doing the zero-carb thing, so she was like the Croissant Nazi. "NO BREAD FOR YOU."

I think Javier and Penelope would be happy to see themselves described as "average, blah, couple-next-door." They're super nice, normal, private people.

My brain tumour had returned. I was having seizures and could barely see or walk.

100% agreed. The lie that men are sex machines and women are virtually asexual creates insecurity in both sexes, which serves to sell products to both.

My guess at why men reported fantasizing more than women about their partner's desire for them: the "women don't want sex" myth would make guys anxious about whether the women they sleep with really WANT to, and to explicitly fantasize about women who do.

Whoa. The red sweater reminds me of the Bat-Nips.

You dig your heels in and you refuse. You refuse to give up. You identify what you need and make sure you get it.

I'm 25. When I was 23 I lost twenty pounds because of cancer; I was borderline underweight. I was very sick; my family was horrified at the bones protruding from my face; and yet my malnourishment was rewarded by a huge increase in compliments from men and women alike.

I still binge-watch Lost. Like once a year, I'll barrel through the series. Still makes me laugh, cry and wonder.

Yeah? Definitely less usual! I feel like I'm going to end up polling all my friends/fam to see if there's a pattern...