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Because conspiracy theorists don’t blindly follow the leader?

You can question the media, feel that justice favors the rich and turns a blind eye to their crimes, and believe that there’s a problem with sex trafficking that’s being largely ignored by authorities without believing that someone’s collection of

The only place I’ve ever seen this is in the Love and Rockets graphic novels and comics by the peerless Hernandez Bros. They draw women in every shape women come in. Overall, their women are heavier; perhaps that reflects the reality the Hernandezes grew up with. But their weight is never an occasion for self-loathing

Dietland the book is well worth the read, even if you hated show. It  made me feel like someone with a body like mine was being shown as fully human, which is rare.

I will say this for Kate in This Is Us - this season she has a scene in which she details all her many efforts to lose weight and the realization that she’s lost 40 pounds after all that work. In other words, that sometimes you can do everything under the sun and it’s still not going to work, so you might as well just

My story was the first one (Poltergeist Save), and I swear to whatever smug, bitchy god you worship that it really happened (this occured in Dallas, 1996). In the moment, when that man was just staring us down while we stood helpless at our own doorstep, we really feared for our lives. Sorry our experience didn’t

Uhhhhhh, why would a 17 year old make a request about what she’s going to be buried in? That doesn’t really jibe. 

I wanted to submit this last year after reading this thread for a few years but missed the deadline. This happened to me years ago with my now-husband. He and I had been living in NYC for several years while he completed his graduate program. We had relocated from Seattle originally years before, and the move had

This is not a supernatural story and it does have a happy ending. (the other one posted here, my mom claims is supernatural).

I posted this back in 2016 - I missed the cutoff, but I threw it into the comments. Here again to try for real!

When I was 19 and little more than a child myself, I was beaten up savagely by a gang of kids who were clearly very high on something. What that left me with, aside from a bald spot in my hairline that never sealed back (dragging someone across gravel by their plait will do that) was what I’d come to realise much

Back in early December of 1999 my husband and I still lived with his parents, ensconced in the back part of the house, which they’d portioned off and consisted of a kitchen with a small hallway leading to the bedroom and bathroom. It was tiny. I was on the floor of our bedroom, folding laundry, my then 10 month old

This story is to remind you that, for women, routine is actually dangerous.

As a kid I went to summer camp every year in the mountains of western North Carolina, near Asheville and Pisgah National Forrest. Beginning at age 12, campers have the option of going on a three week outing in the wilderness, typically along the southern half of the Appalachian Trail, rather than living on the summer

This is my sister’s story but I’m sharing it with her approval. Our dad died when we were kids (I was 13, she was 8). Since then, there had been a few sightings of him-nothing scary, he was just checking up on us. When my sis was 19, he showed himself to my sister-in-law (she can see ghosts) and told her he was

I grew up in a tiny rural community in central Indiana. During that time my family became close to a Mennonite family who lived near town. Let’s call them the Smiths. So the Smiths lived on a small farm with a menagerie of animals. Chickens, goats, horses, etc... and once or twice a year they would travel back to the

Maybe I Should Have Listened to the Ghost

I should preface this story by explaining that I grew up in England, so everything is old as balls and creepy anyway, but this is the story I can never tell without getting shivers of dread all up my body.

When I was in my mid teens, my parents moved out to a small rural

This one happened to me a few years ago when I was in my early 30s. I live in a Southern California coastal town near a major university in a populated city but close enough to wilderness areas that encounters with skunks, possums, and raccoons are a daily/nightly part of life.

I have a somewhat timid pitbull (a

I live in New England and grew up here and, yeah, stairs are in the woods sometimes. That’s true. It’s also true that any park ranger or person familiar with the situation will tell you to never go near them. BUT it’s because you might fall into a deep foundation or outhouse pit or well that was built near them. Over

The Argo

I’m sure most of you know about night terrors. I’ve had them occasionally throughout the years and it’s always some version of a dark presence standing over me as I can’t move from the bed. I’d say I have a night terror once a year at most. Because it gets hot in my bedroom, I often leave the door open along with