I was suffering from post-partum depression at the beginning of the quarantine and one of the things that was hugely therapeutic was creating my own personal work space that was private from the baby and my husband in the nook in my closet. I repainted the walls twice to get the right gray, and bought a selfie light…

“I don’t know, I like _____, I just feel like he’s somebody I could have a beer with” is code for “I don’t like it when people are clearly smarter than me.”

Don’t go. If your kid is old enough to be getting married, you’re probably at least in your fifties or sixties, right? Florida isn’t safe at all, but it’s especially not safe for people in high-risk groups. If your daughter really wants her family there, she will keep postponing it. 

Just FYI everyone she is not the first nor will she be the last white woman to pick up someone else’s baby, play with them for a while, and kick them out of the house when they are done.

Re-homing the kid is absolutely the right thing to do, but it’s the right thing to do because this lady did not do a good job of evaluating how hard it would be to care for the kid and she adopted a kid she should never have adopted in the first place. And yes, that can and does happen to people who are giving their…

I’m not suggesting replacing the police with a group of unpaid, untrained volunteers who do 3 hours of work a week. I am suggesting taking the money we spend on the police and using that for community organizations staffed with paid professionals, who specialize in mental health, trauma, and other issues. 

She got drunk once and confessed she didn’t think anyone would ever love her like that. So when Loser, Inc. showed up, she jumped on that train.

My dad was a terrible cheapskate who grew up in poverty. It was a miracle whenever he’d open his wallet.

I really hate when people use extra words to describe binary situations: very dead, very employed, very pregnant, etc.

Absolutely! My roommate is very needy, never leaves the house without me, steals food from the counter and jumps into my bed almost every night without even asking first. She also never puts away her dishes and leaves her things everywhere, and even really stinks sometimes, but I would never ask her to leave...

You won at “She wore her prom dress.” 

Man, living with a cry for help sounds rough. I feel bad for her, but that was way above your pay grade.

This is the pissing contest I’ve been waiting for!

My worst is a BFF breakup story, too. My roommate was very angry at me for getting engaged and it DESTROYED our relationship. My husband and I are happily married a number of years later but she’s pretty miserable right now and I wish she wasn’t. However, she just cannot choose to be happy.

My second worst was my…

I’m totally doxxing myself with this story but whatever. My worst roommate inspired an episode of Law and Order SVU. She was assigned to me my freshman year of college based on some questionnaire we had to fill out during the summer. To this day I am disturbed that some computer algorithm though we would be a good…

My disabled husband. Yes, he is disabled, but he can do things (empty the dishwasher, call the shop to set up an appt for my car, pick up his own prescriptions, etc.).

My worst roommate ate through ALL my food (literally everything, including condiments, leftovers, food my parents made for me for my birthday, etc) and replacing a few select things only when confronted. She would get drunk with her coworkers and be carried into the apt projectile vomiting and I would put her in…

We play a lot of “you’re doing that wrong” but overall, it hasn’t been too terrible. I get frustrated with the messes he leaves. We’re lucky that we do live in a 4 bedroom house, and it’s just the 2 of us. We can escape when we have to.

It’s fine. It’s a small space and he’s working at the table in the split dining room/living room situation and is on the phone a lot. It at times gets annoying because there’s constant noise, which I struggle with. I’ve been snippy because I feel like a glorified maid at times (somewhat brought upon myself) and he…

This crisis you’ve been suppressing isn’t meant to be resolved, it’s meant to be endured.