I think it was pretty obvious ‘Would you have been a slave” meant “Would you have been a slave in the antebellum American South.”

Wait. You don’t think Obama would have been a slave? 😒

I love when the topic of slavery is broached, pedants get on their smartypants and totally rock it! (No snark). But...ahem...you do realize I’m speaking to the notion of “blackness” as an American construct, right? So, during my rhetoric, I qualified it with “early 1800s Alabama” yada, yada...blood quantum codes like…

Reposting, because fuck this noise:

As a biracial woman who has been shit on by black and white both and who has had to work double time to earn and keep my black card all I can say is F*&^ this B*% I hope she rots in hell. I cannot express the bitter rage I have for this idiotic woman.

Yeah, usually on our road trips my mom used to get those 60’s pop hits compilations so she didn’t have to listen to kids music. I remember finding it weird a few years later when I realized that no-one else at school new all the words ton ‘Sunshine Superman’ and “Leader of the Pack’

I am struggling with it because first I was like bitch please and then I was like damn hair game on fleek lol

I am TOTALLY with you on all of that. I smoked marb menthol lights, so I started with 12mg of nicotine, but then I bumped it up to 18mg. I’m not really sure why your heart started racing...what kind do you smoke? Maybe bump it down to 6mg and see if that helps? I also didn’t have that much luck until I found an ejuice…

The fact that I was genuinely concerned for Pete and Betty last night had my emotions all kinds of confused

Good for you, I could never be the strong one on a flight. Everyone flying with me is under strict orders to not wake me up, no matter what happens, as I would be a useless mess if conscious.

All of those things are on the ground tho

I’m utterly and completely terrified of airplanes. I have flown, and the last flight I was on was a nightmare. I typically spend the seconds after lift-off trying to drown out the little voice in my head insisting that I unbuckle and careen to the cockpit demaning that they land the plane and let me off, and this time…

This used to be me. My panic attacks would start days before my flight, which meant that I’d often pack for trips in an anxiety-fueled haze, then arrive at my destination wondering wtf I was thinking when I threw these outfits together.

How is your enjoyment being ruined when you don’t get to be a douchebag to a woman? Is that literally the only way you can have fun, by saying demeaning and inappropriate things to someone? One would think hiking in the rain forest, seeing wildlife, going to a hot springs, etc. would be enjoyable. If not, why not just…

it’s like you both just read my mind this past week

It is so comforting to see what you and the others who responded have written. I met my dude online. We were in love within 4 weeks, we are moving in together in the next few months and already have an engagement/wedding timeline after 9 months together so far; he is most certainly the person I want to spend my life…

Thanks for asking! Can’t talk to many people in real life so an internet stranger asking how I am doing actually means a lot to me right now. Long post incoming!

Pretty much the textbook “rollercoaster of emotions” here. Kicked him out of the house, saw a divorce lawyer and prepared for that route and gave the lawyer a…

First, here’s the actual definition of uprising from Merriam-Webster which in no way indicates the violence needs to be directed toward the oppressor: