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Back in the early aughts, I loved J.Crew, but I tried shopping there the other day and I felt like the only way anything would have looked good on me is if I were shaped like a rectangle.

Can I ask why yes to weed, but no to alcohol? I didn’t smoke weed for the first time until last year, did it twice, and was not into it. I prefer the nice, light buzz I get from alcohol.

I’m just now starting the process after 4.5 years of marriage. It wasn’t a bad marriage, he’s not a bad guy, it just didn’t work out. And honestly I don’t see the utility in ever getting married again.

I think the vibe is more a result of the fact that none of these women are REALLY friends. They work together. The dynamic here reminds of what happens between the wives of my husband’s friends. We’ve done a couple of “wives of” trips together and it always ends up feeling like I’m in an episode of the Real

Thirding the Peaky Blinders love.

1. I, too, am terrified of getting food poisoning again ever since a particularly bad episode in 2011 that made me think I was probably going to die. So I feel you on the anxiety. Every single time I make chicken, I’m convinced I’m going to end up in the hospital.

No, not at all.

Man, I love thick dudes. LOVE.

I don’t want to generalize, but I guess I’m going to, French guys are the WORST. They never take no for an answer. I was there for a month once and this married guy would not leave me alone, no matter what I said. Even after I was direct and said “I do not like you or find you attractive.” Is it a cultural thing? A

I’m a lobbyist in Washington and my organization is working on legislation relevant to her district (nothing related to social issues). This is her first term in office and my colleague described working with her as similar to working with “a very enthusiastic ASB president.” So, not exactly killing it maturity-wise.

Same! I’m also 33 and with every new pregnancy announcement my instinctual reaction is “yeesh, that’s a bummer pal.”

Woman here. I’ve gotten asked out pretty often. In line for coffee, at a concert, at a work event, out at a bar of course, once when I was pumping my gas at a gas station. I live in the Seattle area. I don’t know if that makes a difference.

RIGHT?! I just about died seeing that.

I’m not a huge fan of those hangers! I feel like it’s difficult to get clothes on and off of them.

OH MY GOD, that Barbie with the horse! My friend got it and I was sooooooo jealous! So many emotions flooded me seeing the picture of it up there.

Saw The Weeknd in Vancouver last week. I’m 33 and was one of the oldest people in the crowd by at least 10 years. Maybe 15. I started to question a lot of things about myself.

In my late teens/early 20s I had recurring brother sex dreams. So disturbing! I still feel totally ashamed when I remember, like I somehow raped my brother or something.

I'm in the slowly sinking ship now (although it seems to be speeding up). I'm pretty certain I'm going to feel the same way after this is all over. I'm glad to know I won't be alone!

I’m with Alex, backwards hat and then yes. Backwards hats really do it for me, for some reason.