Giving and receiving and having and giving.

I was dumped last night via text message. I am so tempted to do this....

I just want you to know that I'm so glad you are back to posting. I'm a lurker who reads for the comments and yours are consistently both on-point. And entertaining. Your absence was felt and your presence is appreciated. And now I'm done fangirling.

I finally told my husband it was over two weeks ago. He checked into the hospital for depression/alcoholism, I went on vacation with my family, and he was moved out by the time I got back. I got the apartment and 75% of our stuff. I know it had to happen—everyone who cares about me agrees that I am way happier and…

So I don’t know where else to post this, but I need an outlet for my excitement. After finally telling my husband that I need to end our (miserable) marriage and subsequently checking him into a psychiatric hospital, I was really excited and apprehensive to start dating again. And after talking that through with my…

My jr. high crush recently contacted me on Facebook. And he is awesome. Smart, an unabashed feminist. And living six hours away. We chat once or twice a week and I have to remind myself that I am inventing him as I want him to be, not as he is. The struggle is real.

Without the alleged victim coming forward, I am inclined to believe this is a political maneuver. It’s vague enough to be realistic and specific enough to point fingers (assuming it refers to a presidential candidate). In a week or two, we will hear more as media sources “investigate” the claims and can blame a…

Every single person I have introduced to that song has immediately asked to listen again. And again. It's in my top ten most played on iTunes. So. Damn. Good.

I spent eighteen years as a(n unwilling) resident of SD. My synopsis? Pretty as hell, boring as fuck.

Mount Moriah is my favorite place in the Hills, as we locals call them :-)

I am so glad I clicked on that. My shitty, shitty day just improved 10000000% when I laughed out loud. Thank you.

I love the idea! I Know I'm just a constant lurker who rarely comments, but this is exactly what I have been looking for: accountability without the horrible pressure of facing people I know.

this is amazing!

The church I attended as a child/early teen contained two brothers named Ethan and Logan. They were giant dickbags who have ruined both names forever (for me, at least).

He did confront the groin and is seriously codifying discontinuing the friendship if a satisfactory apology is not made. I truly hope the relationship can be mended, as the groom is an otherwise great guy. But I'm not sure my husband will be able to trust him again. Thank you for your advice.

Thank you.

Thank you for confirming my suspicions! I hate learning I can't trust people. And thank you all for your support. It's nice to feel less alone.

My husband was in a wedding today. The groom is someone I would consider a mutual friend, and a fairly close one at that. I say fairly close because he is one of few people in my husband's circle who knows I was rapped, the circumstances, and who did it. He assured me he is no longer friends with the asshole and…

It truly is.

I made Green Bean Casserole from scratch today and it was fucking amazing! More labor-intensive to make the mushroom gravy from scratch, but so satisfying. I used a recipe from realsimple.com and it was a hit.