The significant pressure on women to be feminine, small, petite, etc has made a lot of women feel that unless their partner physically outsizes them, then they won’t feel small, feminine, etc when with them, or that a partner closer in size to them will not seem masculine enough. I am 5'6", my husband is 5'7". I,…

Women aren’t asked about height with as much weight, but they are asked about hair, hair color, Botox, fillers, weight, plastic surgery, bust size, age and all sorts of invasive things on a regular basis.

Any man claiming to be 5'11" is at most 5'9". Men who are between 5'10" and 5'11" all claim 6'.

This is a great point. These premature infants should not have taken those hostages, and even though I’m generally against the death penalty, these premature newborns committed a war crime when, as premature newly born children who can’t walk, talk, think, or do anything except be a passive recipient of life saving…

Ah, yes, because everyone else has the same defective gullet as you. 

He made that blaccent disappear right after the infamous superbowl appearance. After that it was all, aw shucks I’m just a white boy from Tennessee. I’m still amazed people never connected that.

You are pretty much badass. You took control of the situation, made him pay for half, and got the hell out of there. That guy sounds like an asshat, so I am all the more glad he became someone else’s problem. 

The math alone is telling.

Justin also hasn’t aged well. He’s not so pretty anymore. I had a scumbag boyfriend like him, and I got pregnant also. He was my first boyfriend and he had to ask, is it mine. I got an abortion, and in 1967 it was hard to get a legal abortion, but I did, made him pay for half of the costs and thanked God I didn’t…

JT used that breakup to his advantage for *ten years* after they split, implying she was the one who cheated.

My bf and I live in a warehouse that stretches from a busy street to a back alley. We love to be outside but lack a backyard, so we spent a lot of time in the alley, which was cozy despite being open to public traffic. Two lots across the alley are undeveloped and overgrown with tropical vegetation and large oak…

Back in the summer of 2013, my now husband and I went on our first camping trip together. We had started dating in the fall of 2012 and spent all winter planning all of the fun spring and summer activities we would do once it got warm out. I grew up going camping with my family every year, but it had been a while…

911 From the Other Side 

This was one of the most terrifying moments in my life to date, and could easily have ended quite differently.

The Little Boy with the Brown Coat

My sophomore year of college I moved out of an awkward rooming situation and was set up in a temporary “emergency single” that the university kept open. After the ordeal I had with my former roommates, I was excited to have a room all to myself.

2011

After University I hadn’t yet found a job and needed an apartment that wasn’t going to destroy my savings. I live in Toronto and ended up finding a basement apartment rental in a beautiful old Victorian home in the Parkdale neighbourhood, which has a lot of historic homes but is known for not being the nicest area.

When I was about 12, my two cousins moved from Los Angeles to New York City. My aunt decided to make it a fun, family road trip, and she drove them to my house in the Midwest, and I got to join them for the rest of the journey. We were all pre-teens at the time (I was the middle in age between them), so the drive was…

Mom would go all out for Halloween when I was a kid. I’d find at least one of those cheap plastic skeletons in every room, the TV would be playing some schlocky horror movie every night, and the halls were filled with orange and black. But the front yard is where she shined. Her and dad would haul in these…