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I’m starting off this music rec thread with sad news from back home (my second home, at any rate) in Ireland. Thursday at about 4AM my phone started chirping with news that a classmate passed away from fucking C19. He was so beloved & well known in Waterford that the major paper there didn’t even need to use his su

Very hard day today.

I think I can safely say it’s been more than two decades since I’ve had a hotpocket, and I feel comfortable forgoing the molten lava cheese. And did those cardboard sleeves you microwaved them in actually do anything?

Tiny human is finally having her sleepover at my parents this weekend. After a few negative Covid tests and all of us going no where, we felt it was time. Normally we’d be trying to go out tonight for a nice adult dinner BUT I just don’t feel comfortable dining out. I feel like we dodged a major bullet after our last

I lived in NYC through 9/11 and I am here to tell you, churches are THE go-to place for having a total epic breakdown. They’re open, they’re quiet, they aren’t usually full of people, and no one will ask to share your pew and oh by the way can they share the electrical outlet, too? 

I feel I should post a funny losing-my-shit story as well.

I was 16, and I was competing in a big national tournament. First day ends, I’m totally wiped, but I’m still in contention. I have to be up at the crack of dawn to compete in the finals. My room-mate, however, has not won a match all day. Her tournament is over, so she decides to throw a party. In her room. Where I

There’s been a fair few times in my life where I’ve unleashed my inner shitstorm and literally lost it with people, but never was ever so satisfying as the time I lost it with an ex-boyfriend. The reason? He tried to batter me and also tried to sexually assault me.

If anyone read my entry for the spooky stories Halloween thing a few months ago, this was at the same piece of rental property.

Ugh, this one’s all too easy: Election Hell Week.

My 1st Mr. Slap was funny, kind, deeply connected to a universal spiritual sensibility and looked like Patrick Swayze with intense blue eyes. Eric woke up 12/26/99 with a grand mal seizure while we foolishly stayed at his parents house when we traveled home to Ohio for Xmas. Before Christmas, we  had to watch QVC

A few times with men I dated. The biggest one, perhaps, was with my English boyfriend. We met in LA, he moved back - we were long distance for awhile, finally after getting advice from friends, I posed the option to him we spend the summer together, and said I would be happy to spend time overseas. He was totally

My mom and I were at the discount store, waiting in line. She was talking and not paying attention when they opened another checker and someone cut in front of us before I could break her off. It happened to be a woman of color and my mother said something racist.

My most epic and disproportionate meltdown was shortly after my ex fiancé dumped me and I was in the process of trying to build my life again from the ground up, both materially and emotionally. I’d just moved into my new place, as in literally two days before, so was still doing everything and getting everything

I dated a guy who was polyamorous in a shitty unethical way and whenever I recognized that he was treating me disrespectfully he would lecture me for not being as “evolved” as he was and that I should read The Ethical Slut in order to be more informed about how our relationship should work. It all came to a climax one

I was studying abroad in college our beloved family dog died unexpectedly; I was devastated that I wasn’t there and was really struggling. I desperately wanted to talk to my boyfriend (back in the states) about it but hadn’t been able to reach him for days. A day or so later, a mutual friend reached out to gently tell

My career is in international logistics, so I’ve had to deal with all types over the past 30+ years. One immediately springs to mind:

I quit smoking about 12 years ago after having a pack a day habit for almost 20 years. At the time I was taking a course in college and was bussing to school. I was on day 3 of no smoking and was really struggling. Grumpy, shakey, felt like crap. So we stopped to let on some passengers and 2 guys got on the bus. I was

I want to note that I am generally a very chill person. The results of a chaotic childhood. Said chaotic childhood was also somewhat emotionally and psychologically abusive. Not to the point of “very, very bad” but it remained steadily on “unhappy” for my entire life, until I was finally able to put some distance