I’m from kind of a small town with one fairly famous elderly billionaire resident who basically has full run of the town (you know, cuz he’s billionaire in a tiny area).

I dated a man who wouldn’t/couldn’t (?) seem to use and or remember the word ‘vagina’. Any version or reference.

The Pregnancy Center near my old office lied, scared, and berated young women to the point of shaking and hysterical tears.

Planned Parenthood went over every single facet of pregnancy I had ever heard of before ever even mentioning abortion. They even went over what I would/could/should expect as far as prenatal care and labor until I finally mentioned termination.

I had a boss like that. She was so ‘calorie conscious’ even when she was pregnant her dr feared for her baby and put her on a strict ‘diet’. Even eating a healthy amount of food for her BABY made her feel ‘guilty’.

My good friend from childhood and I are both size 2. She’s a super toned ‘athletic’ 2 and I’m a ‘soft’ 2 (boobs, small waist, hips). Though we are the same size and height we have pretty different bodies.

I had a really wonky period for about 3 months (almost non existent altogether) and had taken 3 at home test that all came back negative. Still, no period, no symptoms of pregnancy either.

That's exactly what her mother did. It probably works most places too.

His reply seemed like two different posts cobbled together. If he hadn’t doubled down on his post I would have been certain this was edited or ‘hacked’ by someone else.

My area is already pushing voluntary ‘bucket showers’. It is not cool. Green lawns are obviously more important than me being able to bathe, wash clothing, dishes, or grow food.

Northern California is having daily water panic attacks and cut an extraordinary amount of water use, Southern California has green lawns, golf courses and pool parties...

Clarity does seem to be an issue for you...I make no mention of diagnosable disorders. I used the terms ‘crazy’ ‘sane’ and ‘fucked up’.

I probably had alcohol poisoning when I was 15. I passed out and my lips started to turn blue. For some unknown reason the kids we were with wouldn’t call 911 or drop me off at the hospital, so my best friend took care of me all night.

When I got engaged I announced it by saying ‘Mama! I’m engaged!....if that’s okay...’. I was 27.

You just socked me in the heart. My heart is no longer beating correctly.

I went to a very strict private Christian high school and constantly looked for ways to get out and or rebel (within reason though because I was still kind of a chicken). One day I decided to skip the class before lunch period (art) and go to the mall with my friend to play air hockey.

That. Exactly that.

Similar issue only it will be two years as of Mother’s Day.

That’s why I said ‘one of the least’. My comment isn’t nearly as fucked up (if truly fucked up at at all) as it could easily have been.

I loved my mom more than anything, and losing her was the worst thing that has ever happened to me (and there have been some awful fucking things). That being said, I never ‘got’ how some people managed to maintain or even wanted to maintain relationships with toxic parents. It never made sense to me. They’re bad.…