“Sending this again in case my last email got buried in your inbox.”

Prefacing this with “yes, please always keep your wits about you, stay aware of your surroundings, be generally safe, etc.”, but as a small, younger woman, Tokyo is the one city I’ve ever been in where I felt almost completely unconcerned while walking about solo. Several years ago, I visited over New Year’s, and I…

YUP. Recently had a bevy of experience with this with a friend I ended up having to cut out of my life entirely. Lies and excuses for days until they get away with whatever it is they want.

Jesus, it’s hard to remember she used to look like that. In the header photo, she looks like she’s early 40s at best. :/

Oh my god, a few years back, my best friend got me to binge the whole series over a summer, which was the first time I’d seen any of it. And I loooooathed him the entire series, because holy shit, he’s the worst.

Nope, don’t give him a pass for it. Depression and substance abuse are damn monsters to deal with, but they in no way excuse abusive behavior. I know plenty of people who’ve dealt with both to varying degrees, myself included, and none of us have managed to assault someone even during the worst of benders. The fact…

“We also wish to remind everyone that these are kids, and sometimes kids do really stupid things without thinking,” the district’s statement reads.

Fuck alll of this. I briefly worked in admissions at a for-profit school a few years ago (an Art Institute on the east coast, actually), there were at least two lawsuits against the school’s parent company at the time for things related to the above, and the number of lower-income kids I saw coming in and taking out…

Men apparently can’t help glamorizing prime examples of toxic masculinity and all its accoutrements. Shocker.

I hate it to this day, that’s gonna haunt me forever.

RIGHT?! She wasn’t especially small and certainly not subtle, but every time, I didn’t hear a single damn sound, and then BOOM, creepy little ghostly blob staring at me from the shadows. Naw.

Yeah, fuck him. Every time he comes up in conversation, I mention this, and practically no one’s aware of it. I remember reading interviews with women co-stars who’ve said he was uncomfortable to work with during intimate scenes because he would frequently cross the actress’ clearly stated boundaries. SHOCKER.

I wasn’t scared at all, just absolutely BAFFLED as to how it was happening. At the time it happened, I was just like “... I am refusing to deal with the weirdness of this right now” and went back to sleep. It’s been a few years now, and I’m still like HOW???

Animals can be the worrrrst. I once dog-sat for my parents when they went out of town, leaving me alone in their house with their terror of a dog. Belle was an American Eskimo Spitz that had clearly been abused by her past owner - poor thing had anxiety and fear issues out the wazoo, if you put a leash on her she…

Holy shit, if I ever felt something TOUCH ME in my bed at night like that, I would straight up die from a heart attack.

I’m personally The Most Skeptical and have always been so in regards to supernatural things, but I had an experience a few years ago that still boggles my mind and I’ve just come to accept it as having briefly lived with my own friendly ghost.

Fuck burpees. I will literally do any other form of exercise on earth before I do a burpee.

Yeah, I’m right there with you on that. A lot of addicts (myself included) have a dual diagnosis that you have to treat together; the addiction and co-occurring illnesses feed into and off one another, and you have a much higher chance of seeing an addict in prolonged recovery if you actually address both. Like you…

Having grown up in south Georgia, I am equally as shocked as you. FLABBERGASTED.

Seconding this. I can’t say I’ve had an exactly similar experience with a relationship, but my friends have voiced concern or disapproval for some choices I’ve made in the past. I may not always agree, but I know my friends well enough to know they’re expressing whatever they are out of concern for me and my…