You and Randi!....I swear, can one die of merriment?

I’m betting it was autocorrect.

I wrote a parody of Passion of the Christ (as a kind of performance art piece) that was so sacrilegious that my friends who performed in it had their kid taken away in a custody dispute when the Catholic judge was shown pics of it. Took years to straighten out. Worst thing I ever accidentally did.

I'll bet she worked at a Rennaissance Faire when she was a teenager.

Going on 8 pm and no movement. I still have his last fix hidden for when right before we go, and the ER is 24 hour, but I’m getting antsy. Now he wants to go in tomorrow morning. Deal is he doesn’t get the dose until we’re at the hospital and he fixes there. This is driving me fucking crazy.

I don’t have any words that don’t sound trite or unhelpful, but I’ll say them anyway: You are doing a good, hard hard hard thing. I hope you’re getting the support you need.

Word of advice - speak to your employer about whether they will give you a good reference or not. I was once in a similar situation (lost my job because of probems with my then-boyfriend). All these years later it’s still haunts me, because I can’t use that old job as a reference. I wish I had made a point of speaking…

Oh! Awful!

Very similar situation I had years ago. Lost my partner, home and possessions in one week. Too much to type out here, but yes I understand. I ended up relocating to another town where I could afford a safe apartment earning minimum wage and started over again at age 30. All I can say is this: you will get through it…

Wow. That is so much turmoil to endure.

I’m sorry you’re in this awful shitstorm. It’s horrible and it’s going to take a long time, but it is going to end. Take good care of yourself.

Oh my word, I am so so sorry that you’re going through this!

As long as you do it in writing.