In what way? What the hell, it doesn't make you a "cunt" to have someone else be grossly inappropriate to you. She handled it like a champ.

I can see both sides of the issue. I like the method of the state where I work, Massachusetts, places are open on Sunday's, but aside from certain small business exceptions, hourly workers get time and a half. For my heathen ass it works out nicely, I take all the Sundays and make bank, my churchy coworkers…

I didn't have a bachelorette party, and I didn't do the hair/nails/makeup thing. It was a very low-key outdoor garden wedding. My attendants came in from one side and his from the other.

"Okay, everybody, we need to burn down the reception hall to cement our love!"

I am internet diagnosing him as an alcoholic (as well as an asshole.)

My husband stepped on my dress a few times, but I had it bustled so it wasn't that bad.

We did the foxtrot to "Somewhere Beyond the Sea" by Bobby Darrin. We got married in Tobago. It was awesome.

The picture we have framed from our wedding?

There isn't a single high school dance memory I wouldn't trade for a tour of a chocolate factory

Did you ever get married and not tell anyone?

We were at the grocery store picking out carrots and whatnot and asked if he was seriously about the marriage thing. He said yes, but whatever. It wasn't a huge deal. So I said, ok, let's get married. He said are you sure, etc etc. I said, yeah. let's get married. Oh, and we need broccoli.

broccoli > cat litter. Good job.

The scene: Horrible abusive relationship. The inevitable morning after the all too familiar horrific night before. I am packing my bags. Unfortunately not for the first time, and not for the last.

We had been on a date and a half (the half date was he had asked for a ride home from something else, and then asked if we could just go to my place to watch a movie. I was too spineless to say no). He left shortly after to go to school out of state, and called me to tell me he had "received revelation" that we were…

I came back from the doctor and said I probably couldn't get pregnant without a lot of help - help I've decided I didn't want. He hugged me, said it was OK, and asked me to marry him. Right there, in the hallway, with a litter box not 2 feet away. I said no.

Please don't tell her how to feel about her own experience. It is not your place to instruct her on what her emotions should be about something that happened to her.

She was 19..I was very, very confused when I was 19. He however..

This is some brave shit.

My thoughts exactly.

So she wore high-level mage armor?

I know there's more than one in the world, but there is a church in Glasgow that was converted to a bar and it made me happy.

Huh, her thighs look like mine.