Exactly. Considering that earliest a woman can possibly know if she’s pregnant is around 4 weeks, the 6 week cut-off sounds insane. In some states with only one or two clinics left, it would probably take more than 2 weeks to even get an appointment.

A few tiny details that made this episode even greater and clearly showed that the influence of having female writers/show runners:

I don’t know that its legit but this one has always given me the creeps.

DLC earned MVP status (or maybe co-MVP with the rest of the cast because everyone on this show is pretty amazing) early on with Face Your Fears, a song I sing to myself to this day when I’m trying to talk myself into doing something stupid.

My freshman year of college, I attended a small women-only liberal arts college in Virginia (it’s gone co-ed in the last few years, but at this point it wasn’t). I’m from California and was a little worried about being alone on my own so far from home, so I requested a room in the dorms’ No Man Hallway. The other…

A few years back I worked cleaning houses and there was one client who had a biweekly cleaning done who was a hoarder. She had a beautiful two story house in a fairly well off neighborhood in the north side of the city I used to live. When you entered the house you were greeted with stacks of newspapers, magazines,…

I’ve never commented on this platform before, but seeing this post the day after this weird thing happened seemed like too much of a coincidence. I’m commenting hoping one of you might have a logical explanation for what happened. Something that makes sense and lets me forget.

My boyfriend and I have been talking about how we couldn’t wait for this post for a month. (I’m a commenter and he’s a reader.) I shared with him my fairly solid (but comparatively lackluster) ghost story, and he countered with “well I was essentially exorcised as a child.” (CHILD ABUSE)

This story has no buildup or resolution, but it’s all I’ve got.

True story. When I was eight years old, I got my first bus card and started taking the city bus home from elementary school. My parents had transferred me into a school far from home, so there were no other kids from my school in my neighborhood. My bus stop was the end of the line, on a quiet intersection a few…

For a few years in the mid-90s I was studying to be an archaeologist and spent a few summers in the field doing excavations. Whenever I would bring this up in later years, people would occasionally ask if I had any cool Indiana Jones encounters. I’d laugh, and they’d laugh, and we’d move on to some other topic. And…

Around five years ago, I was a TA for an undergraduate literature course that had 300 students; there were two TAs and our job was mostly to do grading (sigh) and hand out exams and set up PowerPoints and stuff of that nature. Basically, assist the professor in all manner of tedium while she lectured. Due to a…

I’m sooooooo happy!!!!

This is a story my grandmother told me when I was a kid —

This is more freaky than scary but because I love telling people about it and have an obsessive need to Be part of the fun I’ll tell you too. I grew up in NJ in an area that has a big part in the revolutionary war. I was pregnant at the time. My husband and I had dropped ofF one of our cars at the dealership and were…

I’m 22 years old - my stepfather (who I liked) has just died, and I’m estranged from the rest of my abusive family. I drop out of college and move to the seacoast of Maine, renting a room in a beautiful Victorian house overlooking a harbor. The owner of the house is a single woman, a scientist, who had just adopted…

I FINALLY HAVE SOMETHING TO ADD!!

I have a story, but it’s not mine. It comes from my mom who heard it from her older sister when she was young. I have no idea if it is true. It could just be a story made up by a teenager trying to spook her younger sister. There’s one detail of the story that does ring true though, and that’s the location: Purple…

When my fiance and I first started dating he lived in the attic of an old house. We were both in grad school so this was a typical university rental house (just to paint a picture). Anyway, I would often spend the night and both of us would have strange experiences at night. I would wake up screaming from awful…

I’ve been reading Jezebel for years, but have never posted anything before. I’m honestly kind of scared to even write about some of the paranormal things that have happened to me, but it’s been a few years since I’ve lived anywhere haunted, and I don’t think this can “jinx” them back into my life. Growing up I was…