As a new parent and also a Browns fan, I did the opposite and filed a restraining order to keep them away from my kid.
As a new parent and also a Browns fan, I did the opposite and filed a restraining order to keep them away from my kid.
Except so much of the abuse endured from a narcissist is that your voice is stomped out. You are silenced repeatedly, because their word is always the most important. It is healing and therapeutic to reclaim your voice, and at first, it can be raw and abrasive. Because of course it is— they haven't had the privilege…
Swing and a miss on that one.
I terminated a very wanted pregnancy at 26 weeks gestation in June. My daughter had a genetic duplication and abnormalities that would have ensured that her life was brief and painful, had she even survived the rest of pregnancy and birth. If I was not extremely privileged to have excellent health insurance and enough…
I worked at a fairly large cadillac dealership in the service department. The service department consisted of a very long building with service stalls on both sides and the dispatch office (where I worked) was right in the middle. I was one of the very few females employed in this department. It was a fun job but…
In a vein similar to Kate's: When I was old enough to stop going to my family's yearly camping trip.
Is this the daughter who got the freebie wedding?
Irony: some dumbass posting an ignorant comment about Nebraska people being ignorant. It can't be just a drunk fan...it has to be an indictment on "hicknation". Good one.
I worked for about three years after college as a barista for a local chain of coffee shops, and while the job itself could be pretty shitty I was lucky to have the most amazing group of coworkers you could ask for. People tended to stick around that company for a while, so we were essentially a big family and if you…
omg, my parents used to "go for naps together, dont bother them" and your comment just made me realize what they were doing and I am 28 :O
I was always a last minute costume participant as well and I always bought my costumes from a local grocery/housewares stores that had long moved onto Christmas decorations by Oct 31.
Halloween 2005: Freshman year of college, I made a road trip to Ohio University to visit a girl I knew from summer camp. Wearing a hand-made Quailman costume (complete with underwear over shorts and a belt around my head), I made the wise decision to funnel about half a solo cup of 151 a "the hockey house" and then…
I'm in the unique position of not cringing one bit at this. Because as of yet I haven't heard a poop-related hookup story worse than my own.
Here's something I never knew about antidepressants: they can completely interfere with your ability to get drunk. All this time I've been thinking I just had incredible natural tolerance for alcohol, but the reality is if I stopped taking my happy pills I'd probably get shithoused on half a can of Bud Lite. I only…
On my 21st birthday I was bar-hopping in Austin, and I ended up at this bar where, when it's your birthday, they fill a pie tin with whipped cream, and put it in a girl's lap. She sits up on the bar, and you're supposed to eat the whipped cream out of the pie tin.
Once I farted while eating chinese food with a bunch of buddies. We were all sitting in my friend's living room. They smelled it and immediately ran out the door to the front yard, as it was really rank. I thought that was hilarious, but then I smelled it and ran outside and puked all over my friend's front lawn.