Her math seems off. I’m like 4-5 months younger than her and had just started 6th grade when 9/11 happened. Was she held back?! What is going on here?! How was she older than me but in a lower grade?

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Stay away from dudes like that. Or just tell him to quit being such a fucking cunt and see how he reacts to that. You may have tried that already.

You’re not alone, friend. Hang in there...

I’m so sorry. I know from your past posts how hard you have worked to help him. He needs to help himself now. Here’s to him staying safe and his awakening coming soon. (Take care of yourself, friend)

Jesus. I am so sorry.

Nothing fills me with rage like goddamn men condescendingly explaining why it’s okay to call women cunts. You see, they don’t find it offensive, so therefore it cannot possibly be so. And they have to explain it at great patronizing length, like anyone gives a shit about their useless uninformed opinion.

I know I'm late on this (west coaster here) but I just wanted to offer encouragement. I was molested as a child and worked child abuse hotlines (thru United Way) as well as volunteering at a child abuse forensic and psych organization. The hope I have to offer is this: children are amazingly resilient. Yes, you have a…

Jesus that’s fucking awful. I’m so sorry you and your husband and that poor little boy are going through this. I hope you guys can find some really great help, and can eventually heal <3

So apparently at some point Saturday night I got something underneath the contact lens in my left eye then rubbed my eye. So how I have a corneal abrasion. Basically I scratched my eyeball.

Ugh. Okay so logically I know that everyone presents their “best life” on Facebook and that I shouldn’t compare and all that other stuff but... I swear my entire feed has gotten engaged, married, pregnant or had a baby in the past week. I just actually groaned at someone posting an engagement picture. I am so…

I need to vent so bad. Not yesterday Sunday, but the one before, my husband and his mom decided without mentioning it to me that my MIL should drive 10 hours to my 2 bedroom apartment and stay with me to “help” me get the kids back to school. No one asked me if I wanted or needed that.

Hoping everyone’s weekend was full of love, naps, and relaxation.

I just found out my uncle is in charge of the Trump campaign in Wisconsin. Help. Please.

My son starts 1st grade at a new school tomorrow and is terrified. He wept. He has always hated school and although this one is truly wonderful (truly. we looked and looked. I considered moving to the effing UK for BEDALES primary, for pete’s sake) he really wants to be homeschooled. I told him that there are things I…

Seven days ago, my husband and I found out that his son was molested by his ex wife four years ago. Every day we have had a new, horrible hurdle thrown at us. Tomorrow is the meeting with the forensic psychologist to see what the boy remembers and a medical exam with full blood tests to see if he contracted any STDs-…

Today, my husband decided he would rather be homeless than go into treatment. He still says he’s going to rehab, but without a phone or anything, there’s no way for him to set it up. I’m hoping and praying that he goes into the VA, but there’s nothing anyone can do for him now. I’m just utterly miserable. I lost that…

I’m in a similar position with my father. The funny thing is that despite me wanting to keep him in his grandkids’ lives, they don’t like him very much. So I’ve just drifted away - a few calls here and there, polite cards, etc. but not much more. He thinks the promise of an inheritance or college $ for the kids will…

I’ve been on the road since July, traveling around the west. Finally, we were heading back east and then we had a catastrophic axle failure and tire blowout on the trailer halfway through Nebraska. We had to spend the night in a Walmart parking lot before we were able to limp with three trailer tires to an RV park the…

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when my fear is gone I will turn and face fear’s path, and only I will remain.