The other afternoon for example I went to my house. I partially moved out last week and have been working hard on being healthy and whole. So I started birdwatching and went over to pick up my binoculars but my husband said to come back another day. So I drove away and started shaking and meant to leave and go to my…

What? He likes hanging around seclude places.

Also including the 1-877-Kars4Kids song, which really gets in your brain.

CBT combined with Lexapro has been the key to getting better for me. But YMMV, as every single person reacts differently to meds so finding the right one can take time and patience. I wish you good luck and health.

Do you all have huge anime eyes? If I tightlined my eyes in a dark color, they’d look even narrower than Melania’s.

omg i love it! do you have a pattern? does it come in adult sizes?

Grumpy baby modeling the dress I knit for her!

Today I adopted these badass little girls, so I’m loving the world.

This just raised a huge question for me, as my parents annulled their marriage after 29 years. I had long ago moved out, and my mom would never talk about the reason she left my dad. I didn’t think too much of the annulment vs. divorce thing, but reading now what the requirements are for a marriage to be annulled -…

I wish you wouldn’t use the word “admit” for depression. It perpetuates the idea that it’s something to be ashamed of.

I’ve been a long time reader and never felt the need to engage, but the using of “admit” regarding mental health feels strangely oblivious on Jezebel. I urge you to reconsider your headlines as depression shouldn’t be something that is viewed as shameful or abnormal.

Hey there, can we not say someone has “admitted” something they needn’t be ashamed of? People don’t need to “admit” they live with depression, or are gay, or were in abusive relationships, etc. It takes courage to talk publically about this stuff—the taboo doesn’t need any more encouragement.

She didn’t “admit” anything.

KC is so muggy that walking around feels like wading in syrup. I am sticky. And surly af. And I want to lay down in ice water. I definitely don’t want to go do a physical for a potential job tomorrow. I also do not want this job anymore.

It feels pretty amazing, and it’s super-easy to make the pom poms and tie them on. Just use cheap yarn, because this is going to be a $150 rug by the time I’m done with it. :(

While my haters are talking about my curly bangs online, I’m relaxing on a beach in Hawaii

I must be weird or something, but I just cannot like Matt Lauer. I don’t know why, but he just creeps me out for some reason. Not a fan.

We have mutually decided on Monty. We’ll see if it sticks.