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It's the cumulative stress. This is a very, very high-stress job. There's constant input from other people, all the time - it's emotionally exhausting.

When I was 23 I threw up on the sidewalk outside a fancy brunch place in Washington, DC. I was out with my friends and was super hungover from the night before. We were eating outside as it was a lovely day, and I ordered banana pancakes. I ate them thinking I was feeling fine. Cut to 5 minutes later when we’re

I worked in restaurants all throughout my 20's. Sexual harassment is a part of the job, so much so that, as both CA Pinkham and the woman in this story say, you just grow accustomed to it being a part of the job, ESPECIALLY from the kitchen staff. I have this strange feeling even typing this, that just acknowledging

My husband and I got married at the Mary Gay House in Atlanta in 2006. I was wearing a white silk number, and the photographer wanted to take some photographs of me in the lovely green park that abuts the Mary Gay House. It had rained the night before, so I had to be extra careful to not get any Georgia red clay on

"I can't go out - I tore both of my Achilles tendons."
- said by a person who definitely walked to breakfast with me the next morning

When I was in eleventh grade, my depression was getting out of control. I was actually about two months away from a suicide attempt, but obviously didn't know that yet. I was taking chemistry with an evil teacher who clearly hated students and was just waiting for full pension. He was a bully to his students and I

I had a co-worker that would fake an asthma attack whenever he didn't want to work, this would happen about once a week. He also would refuse to dust any of the fixtures because of his asthma. One time he was in the (empty) break room and another employee walked by and heard him on the phone saying he was leaving

GET THE MAYOR OF TELEVISION ON THE PHONE!

UK. No financial support whatsoever (apart from a small guilt payment the first Christmas that didn't cover the rent arrears, but was appreciated anyway). And yes it should be mandatory, but (deep breath) things had got so ugly by then that he had 'decided' that the kids probably weren't his anyway. He was on the

I've told this story before here. But.

Well, that's disappointing. :-(

All it takes to remind me that there is a segment of the world that believes plus-size women are not deserving of nice things is a trip to Target. I had hoped the new line would be different, but no suck luck. I tried on a bunch of stuff at Target and was beyond disappointed. How hard is it for both designers and the

WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST DO THAT

I unfollowed Gabbi Gregg and Nicolette Mason on Intagram over their shilling of this shit line. The stuff is BAD.

Or we could leave strangers alone. I just don't feel it's my place to tell anyone I don't know to consider altering their facial expression. You also don't know their situation. For me, I glare because I'm squinting to see, no one needs to tell me what's up.

While I might think it's funny to trick people into thinking a $5 bottle of wine is actually $500, something about this experiment just feels douchey to me. I mean, someone did originally make that piece of art. Just because it's from IKEA and a print doesn't make it not real art. Maybe it just makes it a successful

I think all these stories are made up anyway. Someone wants us to believe in a place called Nebraska. Bull shit.

Eighth grade: my class is putting on some stupid play for our religion class and I'm doing the costumes because 1) I'm known for that kind of thing and 2) I'm not popular enough to be in the play, or have friends. While working in the "wings" (eh, poor school, shitty facilities), three classmates come back and decide

One of my last semesters in college I had let my roommate talk me into renting an apartment at a really weird apartment complex in Austin called the Metropolis which was painted psychedelic colors and housed a lot of artistic and obviously drug friendly people. I was a middle class kid from a small town and a huge

Burts Bees Lip Balm - in the tin

Burts Bees Lip Balm - in the tin