That's so weird, I literally have an Auschwitz selfie story. So my dad's dad survived two death camps, one of which was Auschwitz-Birkenau. (He went there looking for his dad, who was already dead by the time he got there.) Towards the end of his life, my grandpa convinced my dad to go on a trip with him back to…

Don't all bikinis look like bras and panties? Maybe it's because I'm a big enough cup size that I buy my swimsuit from the same place that manufactures my bras, but there's no real difference in coverage.

I definitely care about, think about and like my clients, whether i'm paid or not. No one trained me to act like I give a shit. I'm also one of those people that has incredibly empathic responses to people. But therapists (especially on the doctorate level) are trained to shy away from a more comfortable, personal…

There are some shitty therapists out there, no doubt. But some people go into the field because they genuienly want to help other people. Sorry, I get defensive when people say "oh you just pretend like you care because that's your job." I happen to like helping others go through difficult times and happen to get…

Sod sad. Kry now. ters in ma eyz. tru luvz

Da GiRl WoKe fRom Her Heart SergeRy anD coUldn't SeE hEe BoYfrAnd: WHERE IS HE? SHE SCREAMED OMG.

Ugh - I quit drinking a little over a year ago and have lost some weight due to not drinking + eating a little healthier. Anyway - I was at a family gathering when my sister's in-laws ( who are SO WEIRD. Really awkward and go out of their way to make people uncomfortable) that I'd met ONCE made a point to gush over…

I'm sorry, but your headline really oversold it. This is approximately the level terror this inspired:

Yeah, I've never been a small person (at least since puberty), so, even with the dramatic weight loss, I never looked disturbingly thin or sickly to a stranger. But, it did serve a wake up call that it's just never a good idea to comment on a stranger or casual aquaintance's body, since it's pretty likely there's…

I was working for a shop that sold unique, one of a kind jewelry. On this occasion a man walked in with a woman and explained they'd just gotten engaged and wanted engagement rings.

I was staying a night in a motel in Kennebec, South Dakota on my way from Chicago to Montana a few years ago. The town basically consists of 2 motels, a bar, and nothing else for miles around. Basically I've decided it's my secret zombie apocalypse place to run to and hide (shhhh don't tell anyone).

The thing is, I am fucking hysterical. And I have a fucking right to be! We all have a right to be hysterical when the government is systematically tearing down our right to basic healthcare. Men get crazy and shout about shit like bitches not dating them, as though that's their fucking basic human rights. I think…

Oh my god! Mark! You should change your name to "casual drink".

#NotAllBottomFeeders

There is not a single incidence of male bashing on this entire thread. This is a website aimed predominantly at women, and the topic is bad online dating experiences, so mostly women are responding with stories of their bad dating experiences. If you see male bashing, it is your issue and you need to work on your…

This is why I love signing into my gay BFF's Grinder or Scruff account when we're out. As soon as some rando sends him a dick pic out of the blue, all bets are off. I usually send them back Dungeons and Dragons related photos, which always confuses them. Here's a little 12-sided die for you! Apparently the DC gay…

It has been awhile, but I went to a women's college in the early aughts, and I could not figure out how to meet men while I was there, so finally, in desperation, I met up with a guy I met through a college message board. I pretty much regretted agreeing to it immediately, but I made myself go, because my THREE YEAR…

But did you Instagram stalk him further? Like were there dozens of other bathrooms in his photos? Do you think he takes a (dozen) selfies in every bathroom he goes into as some kind of digital notch on his bedpost?? This is fucking fascinating to me.

I'm so... confused. He needed privacy to take naked selfies in your bathroom. Why did he NEED to do that in the middle of a date?

Yes, we make love every night on a big pile of $$$$$ in our Crystal Chandelier Cushiony Velvet Castle Cave.