This is really good advice!

That’s what I use it for.  Now I’m re-evaluating how I use it in posts after reading this thread....

I told my sons the exact same thing.  I know many women who drank with their steady partner, and woke up to their partner using their body when they thought the woman was passed out.  You don’t think that’s gross?  It’s an even more dangerous position to put yourself in if you don’t even really know this person.  And…

When my sons were in their late teens, I had to talk to them about consent because their father is a misogynist. For example, they didn’t know that if the girl was drunk and they were sober, that they could be on the hook for rape if she didn’t remember consenting/couldn’t consent. They were really shocked by that, as…

But yeah, there’s no war on women....

^^ TRUTH!

Which leads me to believe that if you are a misogynist, you are more likely to view me, a woman, as less-than-a-person, and more likely to hurt or kill me or my daughters.  So yeah, I view them at the same threat level as I do any other violent person.

Right?  I’m a woman.  Any misogynist who attempts to dehumanize me is a threat to my life, and therefore dangerous in my book.  #sorrynotsorry

I could make the same case for domestic violence abusers as well.  They pick on vulnerable people and offer their victims love, cutting them off from friends and loved ones, only to ask more and more of the victim until they are a hollow shell of who they used to be.  The honeymoon period between outbursts is what…

I’ve wild food foraged, and I know what greens are invasive and edible in my area and which ones aren’t (I panicked when I lost my job, and took free classes with a local herbalist to learn what I could eat for free so I wouldn’t starve; good times). One thing that I do NOT do is eat mushrooms. There are so many, and…

I’m not as nice as you. If my sibling did anything like that, and my parental units begged me to help, I’d say, “no”, and not talk to them again until they dropped it.  But then again, I’ve cut off one parental unit for being an abusive POS, so I have no problems with not ever speaking to them or any other family…

Well, if that’s your position, OK. But then don’t be crying when the farm up the road from you has to go out of business because it can’t/won’t be able to afford minimum wage workers, if it can even find people who want to do that kind of job. Also, say “hello” to ever increasing food prices. Remember, you wanted this.

I have an astigmatism in one eye also, and the other eye is near-sighted.  During my last eye doctor appointment this year, I was told that my need for glasses is very small, because the astigmatism eye can see far and assist my near-sighted eye, while my near-sighted eye can see up close and assist my astigmatism…

That’s your take on it. I’ve had 4, like had 4 in my body, that I grew, and then birthed myself, and I think that your description is a little dramatic.

My dad wasn’t present for mine or my sibling’s birth (for work). It didn’t affect our relationship with him, because I was a baby and did not give a shit. You know what babies care about when they are born? Being warm, being fed, and having someone wipe their asses. They don’t care who is there, and honestly more…

I’ve had 4 kids. Birth sucks. My partner didn’t really help, the nurses did all of the heavy lifting as far as support goes.  4 weeks is far enough out from the delivery date that you’re not really risking anything.  As a child birth veteran, I say, “GO”.

I’m disappointed.  I was hoping for her it was “Aryan Princess”, and for him it was “My Little Grandwizard”.

I had heard this from a young lesbian that I was talking to on a non-dating site. I was saying that at my age (42), I’d have no patience in dating men if I broke up with my current boyfriend, and I’d probably just start dating women (I’m bi). The young girl told me that I’d definitely have no problems getting into…

Ah, true love if I ever heard it.  <rolling eyes emoji>

This is why I skewed my parameters older when I was online dating.  I was 33 at the time, and looked for 37 - 47 year olds.  I just knew that any guy my age was still chasing around college girls, and wouldn’t bother looking at me, a divorcing mother of 4, in a serious fashion.