Yeah, I’m all for improved mental health care, as well as greater compassion for people dealing with mental health problems, but at the same time I think that it is demeaning towards people who are struggling with mental issues to automatically assume that everyone who does something reprehensible must need treatment.

I consider myself lucky if I have less than ten photos of me taken a year. I loathe having my photo taken. Don't even get me started on the concept of the selfie. This is my idea of living hell.

I truly dislike him. As annoying as I find her, and her family, his raging egomania is disturbing and he's 10 times more insufferable. And I get how sometimes, people make things you love. But there is WAY too much good music under the radar right now to have to put up with this dipshit.

her house isn't actually all that big—it's all contouring.

Yeah but my house has one major advantage over Kylie Jenner's: no Kardashians or Jenners live in my house.

I am embarrassed at the ridiculous nature of this, but here goes. I met him on a social media site (not a dating one, mind you- but Instagram.) He constantly liked and commented on my photos, which were primarily landscapes and street art, and we developed a friendship. Eventually we exchanged emails, then telephone…

I married my high school sweetheart. One evening I walk into the office to see some suspicious IMs. The words "I love you" were on the screen. She said it was her sister, but I didn't believe it. So I installed a keylogger on my computer. A couple of days latter I check the logs and read the whole conversation.

She had just left, after staying over.

I switched on my computer to check my emails. We both had Gmail accounts, and she'd left hers logged in - I didn't realise at first, because I was half-asleep. There's not much in the way of a visual indicator to leap out and say "this isn't your email!"

A subject line: "Hey, I…

Is this a competition because I think my old friend and College roommate, lets call him "Tom," could win this.

Always amusing when someone spends half an hour putting together a post telling a whole crowd how lame they are. Instead of, y'know, just going somewhere else.

One of my ex's I was engaged to be married to. There were plenty of signs telling me I should not do this but I ignored them because I was young and stupid. I even got a credit card to pay for my own rings. Pft.

Anyway- it was 5 weeks before our wedding. My family from out of state all had flights to come down. I had…

She was hanging out with this guy I knew A LOT. I'm a trusting person so I never really said anything but I started to grow suspicious. Then on thanksgiving she calls and breaks up with me saying she's been in a relationship for too long, wants to be single for awhile, blah blah blah. Less then a week later she's…

Here's one for you. I was married for 15 years. I went looking for a certain jpeg on my computer and couldn't remember the name of it, but I knew I had emailed it to someone lately. So I just searched the entire outgoing stream for any jpeg that was emailed withing a few months.

I have to constantly tell my kids ' will you guys PLEASE stop playing vegan mogul and get on the X-Box?"

Heather Mills really is the worst. In other news, all of my cousins, who range in age from 15 to 23, know who Paul McCartney and the Beatles are. Most younger kids I know would at least recognize some of their songs. The idea that they would know who Heather fuckin' Mills is over Paul or the Beatles is just laughable.

Oh my god I have a great bad-motel story. My now-ex wife and I were staying at some seedy motel. We had just gotten in and were going to watch some TV to wind down from a very long drive. I went to grab the TV remote and felt something sort of sticky/slimy. I didn't immediately realize it, but the texture seemed…

My worst hotel stay was at Yosemite in either 1996 or 1997. There was a serial killer going around killing women hiking in the park. He was the maintenance guy at the hotel we were staying at. My brother actually slipped by the pool and smacked his head, the guy helped my dad carry him back to our hotel room. I…

I was a Marriott hotel and opened a desk drawer to find a razor blade, pipe (the smoking meth/crack kind), and a coffee lid full of ashes. There was also a lighter but I didn't report that because free lighter. I reported my bounty to the front desk, all they did was send someone there to remove the junkie junk, I…

I hate to say it but that always is a flag for me too. One typo, even two? OK, happens to all of us. That many? Not sure how much I trust your attention to detail.

I once got into a long argument with a commeter on Lifehacker who, in response to an article about coming out, said that anal sex is disgusting. I explained that, given the percentage of the population that is homosexual versus heterosexual and given what percentage of straight couples report having regular anal sex,…