This story is extremely upsetting to me. As a “survivor” that was too scared to report my assault, when people found out I was put down and people automatically assumed I was lying because of it. I was only 15, and my attacker was the most popular boy in school.

Mine was (and still is) too busy telling me I’m “too fat” and a “Doctor isn’t going to want to marry an unhealthy woman!”. I'm not unhealthy. I'm in the normal weight range for my height...and I'm sure my boyfriend who is not a doctor feels weird when you say that shit right in front of him! 🙃

I lived in Florida for all of my pre-teen and teen life (yes, Florida....yes, I am normal, despite the fact that I also not live in Texas.) and used to flip out when my dad would make me come visit for the summer. Every time he picked me up from the airport he would come in these elaborate costumes, and would hold my…

Ugh, my mother is the same way. She was an alcoholic/drug addict in my childhood and we were always of govt assistance. Now that she’s got money (re: married into money) she is all about it. I’ve tried to talk to her about the logistics, but I’m just a “dumb democrat” 🌟

Whoops, believe...I don't know why that autocorrected. My phones up to no good today.

She heard it in the delivery room. In her medicine induced euphoria, it seemed like a great idea.