I recently discovered Amazon Smile (on amazon.com), which automatically sends a portion of your purchase amount to the charity of your choice. Currently, I have my charity set to a Planned Parenthood in Texas. You can change the charity at any time.

Oh yeah, we agree on that. I just wasn’t sure from the tone of your comment if you were saying they couldn’t understand our language at all (which I would disagree with), or if they couldn’t understand every intricacy of our language (which seems obviously true).

That is so sweet! I often think about the contrast with the dreams I had immediately after her death, where she didn’t really seem like herself and really were not comforting in content, and that one. I think she was trying to tell me to let go in that first month, but in the “visit” dream, she really was just…

Fuuuuuuuck!

Oh that one is good. You should submit it next year in its own thread.

That story seriously freaks me out. I was (very poorly) telling my husband the story a few nights ago, including adding in bits and pieces after they should have occurred in the story and he STILL got spooked. One of the best stories ever.

This isn’t exactly scary, as it is pretty weird and a little sad and paranormal. It’s also kinda long, but it really happened to me this year.

My sister didn’t stop until I was fucking 20.

This just happened, on the 1st of this month.

This is a GREAT and creepy story!!

You should publish this. I would totally buy a book about your experiences.

This particular story completely splits my listeners. Some of my friends are horrified; my brother became furious at ME (in a protective sort of way) when I told him it; but still others don’t see it as a big deal, or at least, do not find it the least alarming. In a few cases, people are quick to defend the non-scary…

A few years ago, my then-3 year old had a fever which I was treating with baby Tylenol. I gave him his dose before bed, got distracted and walked into his room to see him holding the medicine bottle in one hand and the dropper in the other saying “I give myself a medicine!!”

Here’s a fresh one from summer 2016.

The only bigger asshole than a cat is a ghost cat.

I’ve had very odd dreams about people after they died. When my grandmother died, I had constant dreams about her. We were so close that at the funeral many of our family friends came up to me specifically to give their condolences and say things like “I know this must be especially difficult for you, she loved you so…

I run often, on trails when I can, especially during our deep South summers, where any shade is a blessing. I usually run with our two huskies, who look like wolves and who I consider to be a pretty damn good deterrent to anyone who might bother me when we’re out.

More of a creepy maybe home invasion tale but:

Not my story personally, but from a friend:

I am so excited!!! I think I just broke!