Maybe our water pressure is worse than yours?

I feel like it could even damage your voice to sing in conditions like that, I always figured they lip synced. 

I absolutely agree.  I would have been mad except it had zero bearing on my experience of Thanksgiving and he basically just tortured himself for no reason.  That’s better than the rest of our marriage, in which he tortured me for no reason.

Not that he was a bastion of intelligence, but in this case it was his anxiety that kept him from doing anything remotely logical.  He even knew how to use a stick to do it, he just apparently didn’t think that leaving the bathroom was an option.  He probably could have texted me too, we had cell phones at the time,…

I was newly pregnant with my daughter. My ex, who generally couldn’t handle stress of any kind, was in complete panic mode over the whole thing. We went to our friend’s house for Thanksgiving, as we had done many times in the past. Our friend has a powder room off the dining area. My ex immediately stress-eats too…

I was obsessed with Stove Top in high school. The summer after my senior year, a friend of mine from school died suddenly. My high school friends and I all were going to meet at a movie, and we all just went anyway and met outside of the theater and told everyone who didn’t already know what happened. That night,…

It took me months after my ex-husband left to admit it to myself.  Lots more time to admit it to other people.  The hardest was my best friend, because I knew she’d blame herself, just like I blamed myself for not knowing when she was abused.  It’s so fucking complicated.

I’m so fucking sorry.  I was lucky (I guess) that my abuse didn’t come until I was an adult.  I can’t fucking imagine living through that as a kid.

I’m so sorry.  No one should have to live like that.

Some consider threatening a partner with violence to be physical abuse, not just emotional abuse.  Like, getting shit thrown at you, even if you aren’t hit by it, counts as physical abuse.  I’m so sorry you had to live through that.  

Listen, I don’t know you and I don’t know when you are punching walls, but I want you to know this: even if YOU “know” you’d never hit a woman, if you are punching walls when you get angry and your partner is in the room, you are being fucking abusive and scary.  My ex used to punch walls when he got angry with me and…

It’s never the woman you know either. It’s never the opinionated, happy-seeming, confident woman being abused. It’s never the happy mother, the dedicated wife, the accomplished physician. That woman would never be abused. She would stop it. She would not put up with that kind of thing. Her upbringing didn’t…

I usually do, but Safari doesn’t let me.  :(

Ah, I see.  Ugh.

Who, Jezebel?  Do they get money if we click on links to other sites?  Are you sure?

Seriously, to know what the fuck they’re talking about, you have to click, which is sort of beside the point for those vague “we don’t care that much about this” type headlines.

Last year, my six year old Mini was given a bag of hand-me-downs that included a little ruffled gingham bikini. She hated it on sight and so I didn’t worry much about it and I never got around to giving it away again. Then THIS summer, she randomly pulled it out and insisted on wearing it. I realized instantly that…

Ah, that’s clear, thank you!

I think that happened in Laci Peterson’s case, didn’t it?

Just because Congress has always shat on freshman doesn’t mean it’s a good fucking policy.