When I was married to my first husband, my sister drove down to stay with us over Thanksgiving. I was super excited she’d be staying with us, and promised her a huge turkey dinner with all the fixings.

I refuse all offers of help, and get the bird stuffed and in the oven, make a huge pot of mashed potatoes, a pot of bee…

I worked in fast food on drive-thru for a couple of summers, and the mics picked up quite a bit: arguments, impatient and hungry kids (mostly this, TBH) and enough drunk drivers that we kept the police busy some Friday and Sat. nights by pretending to screw up an order long enough to keep the car there so the cops…

That sounds to me like Mom read “Gone Girl” and now recalls the scene where Amy chucks herself down the stairs in high school, breaking/cracking her own ribs in order to get another kid in shit, as a real memory.

I’m sure that’s already happened loads of times, it’s just a matter of catching it on camera and showing the world, and given how much more unhinged he’s become, we shouldn’t have to wait long.

The sad part is, even if he does beak off and publicly call a woman a bitch or a cunt, his supporters and lickspittle toadies…

This is exactly what I thought.

Men saying shitty things to women, harassing women, and assaulting women, is so commonplace and accepted that of course he doesn’t remember. It’s just another day at work for him.

Thank you - I did get help (though, I wish I’d gotten it much sooner). I hope you are doing OK too, and that you’re getting (or have gotten!) lots of help and support. It is hard to push back, but it’s pretty worth it in the end (and, no surprise, I’m not friends anymore with the people who focused on my weightless…

I cheered reading your last paragraph in particular. I lost between 15-20lbs in the weeks after a brutal breakup with my abusive ex. I wasn’t heavy to begin with, so losing that weight made me look ill and breakable. It hurt to sleep on my side because I was so bony it was grotesque. I felt brittle and cold all the…

That is fricken awesome! He earned every bit of that full ride to Harvard, and I hope he does well and gets his dream job. :D

How does this not have more stars?? :D

You haven’t failed (though, it’ll take lots of time and probably therapy to believe that), but this relationship sounds like it’s slowly killing you.

He’s not going to change into the person you want him to be. It won’t matter how patient you are, how obedient you are, how well you follow any asinine rules he lays out…

When you pour and lose yourself into someone, their absence leave you with nothing but utter pain, chaos, and panic.

My mouth actually watered at this pic. I am so hungry right now.

My husband and I have friends in the US that we’d love to visit (we’re Canadian) but no way in hell am I crossing the border until Trump is out, and some of the damage he’s done (and is doing) has been undone.

I did try henna a long time ago, and the reaction was less bad, but I still got very itchy from it and my scalp flaked like mad. Maybe I used a bad brand or something?

My hair is going white at the temples (slowly, but becoming more and more obvious now). I’m one of those poor sods who can’t dye their hair, because I have the most disgusting allergic reaction (huge lumps on scalp, then scalp peels...so nasty).

So, fuck it. My hair is going white, and I’m going to let it (and then I…

Agreed - and would like to add that self-diagnosing via Dr. Google and then self-medicating with supplements and questionable “wellness” products bought on Amazon or similar is also not a great idea.

I can kind of see that as kids, they might not have really understood that their lavish/privileged lifestyle wasn’t the norm for everyone (something their parents really ought to have taught them). However, to look back as an adult and use this anecdote as a “just folks” moment to relate to people they’ve got nothing…

Me either.

Elias is a Shiloh Shepherd, though elkhounds are lovely, too. :D

Seems kind of appropriate really, Eli is quite charming (if you like having your face licked and slobber-soaked squeaky babies dropped into your lap).