hernamewasmcgill
HernamewasMcGill
hernamewasmcgill

I know this will probably stay in the greys but, well, December 2016 was the worst time of my life. On December 18th my pregnant friend texted asking if my husband and I could come over to watch her daughter because something wasn’t right with the baby ( she was due in 6 weeks) and she ended up with an emergency

So I used to hate any kind of big family thing when I was a teen because agoraphobia mixed with a huge, mentally unstable family, but the worst for me was when I was 18. This has a bit of a suicide/sexual assault trigger warning attached by the way, so read on if you just want to be sad for baby me.

Tried to get this in for holiday party stories, but had too much editing to do on it. Def works for horror/disastrous holidays! It’s long and needs lots more editing, but for all those looking for Crazy Christmas stories….

Three years ago, my beloved father in law died on Christmas day. It was horrible. Fast forward and as I am typing this on a bathroom break, I am watching as my husband of 22 years dies from metastatic brain cancer. Although filed with morphine sulphate liquid, he is restless beyond belief and unable to communicate

A little OT, and I feel for Maria or whoever has to run the fort over the holidays, but... Could we also get an open thread for maybe ‘sad Christmas’? I know there are a LOT of people here with really toxic families, or just had shitty years. Maybe we could get an open thread post for general: “Wow! I have been

Two come to mind.

First one, I was in highschool, probably freshman. Just after I graduated middle school, our family packed up and moved halfway across the country bc my dad didnt have work and found a job out my my mom’s sister. We decided to drive back to Jersey for the holiday. We were in an old car. It broke

My maternal grandmother was born mean, got meaner as an adult, and now, in her 90s, can scorch the hide off an elephant with her temper. But she outdid herself for Christmas 2016.

The finest Christmas memory was several years ago, while eating a delicious dinner, my batshit crazy sister accused my sister-in-law of stealing her steak knives. She went around the table and took all of the knives back and stormed out of there.

My mother’s side of the family is usually where I would spend Christmas. When I was a kid, my Nana and Gramps made every Christmas so magical for us. It also happened to be a magical time for that part of the family in general because nobody had gotten divorced yet and the whole family would get together at once.

One year my Aunties Xmas tree caught on fire and burned the house down. Another year, my stepfather beat my Mother for the final time. We ran out of the house with nothing, broke into another relatives house for a few days(they were out of town). We played with and broke all my cousins’ toys by the time they got

One Christmas, when I was 23, my younger brother, who had received a bone marrow transplant six months prior to treat the MDS he had after he was treated for osteosarcoma, woke up at six am with a 104 degree fever. My mom woke me up on their way out the door to the ER with strict instructions for my sister and I not

Jesus, in Junior High there was a very strange and intense guy who was fixated on this one girl, to the point he loudly proclaimed his love for her in a weirdly possessive way in front of an entire table of fellow 7th graders during lunch. He was smart but I guess today he’d be diagnosed as being on the autism

Jesus fucking Christ. That poor girl. I hope no one ever outs her. The LEAST she deserves is privacy, and I hope she has support and a chance to heal.

Dear girls: you are under no obligation to be nice to someone who creeps you out. You do not need to date a guy just because he says you're the love of his life. And you do not have to "give him a chance".

It’s like when the media found out that the Golden State Killer had an ex-fiancee and were all like, “Maybe her leaving him is what set him over the edge and led him to commit all these crimes.” Um, no, dude was probably going to try to kill and rape a bunch of people regardless, but his ex-fiancee probably saved her

I hope that this poor girl gets the professional and personal support necessary so that she does not drown in guilt. Because, of course, it is always women’s job to rescue these poor lonely men before they turn bad. You see, they all start out as great guys, but the cold heartless bitches of the world—the ones who

I haven’t seen any mention that the kid had a “weave.” Only that he had dreads. Which is not remotely the same thing.

Andrew Johnson is 3/5 of a man. -American Rule 1787-1868

Not all of us in the greys are shitheads.  Some of us are just stuck here in comment purgatory forever.

That fucking “Epitome of a team player” tweet is nearly as rage-inducing as the video. Fuck that guy.