It’s the primary reason why I hate looking younger than I am. Everyone tells me I’ll appreciate it when I’m much older, but at work it’s always made me feel like I’m not taken seriously.

I used to work for a govt. planning agency. One of the best private sector engineers we worked with was a 28 year old woman. Before a meeting I once heard a 60s-ish male attorney ask her what she did for the engineering firm. She replied, “I’m an engineer.” He replied (with a surprised tone) “Oh good for you!” I felt…

Starred for excellent Eric Northman gif.

That movie is part of the internal language of my marriage. A biopsy is forever a “bibopsy.” Whenever I complain about feeling sick my husband says “put some windex on it.” And whenever he fixes something around the house I yell “YOU FIXED IT!”

I had a horse too, and you just gave me flashbacks. :) Thank god for fly masks.

You are me word for word. My cousin is a radiologist, and I had him look at my scans after I’d had the surgery. He was eager to point out all the lumps and bumps protruding from my former diseased, stone-riddled gallbladder.

Oh yeah, when I was in high school one of my barn cats got one of those. My dad dug it out of the cat’s neck himself. He was not an easily rattled man, but I was seriously afraid he was going to vomit on my cat.

As someone who comes from a family riddled with Crohn’s, colon cancer, ulcerative colitis, etc., I too love your username.

I grew up on a farm in the country and one of my barn cats ended up with a bot fly in his neck. I watched my dad pull it out and I’m not sure either of us ever recovered. My kitty took it like a trooper though.

JESUS. I had no idea that was even a possibility.

Your story is horrifying, but all I can hear in my head is Aunt Vula from My Big Fat Greek Wedding: “Yes. It was my twin.”

You and me both. Everyone who’s ever worked in my mouth has complained about it. When I go to the dentist I beg the tech to give me the kiddie mouthpiece for x-rays; they usually try the small adult one first, then go, “oh, you weren’t kidding.”

Agreed on that point. I’ve been dyeing my hair since I was 15 and have no plans to stop anytime soon, but when I do I hope I end up among the white-haired crowd.

I personally think white hair looks much better than gray hair-my grandfather had pure white hair which he passed down to my aunt, and it’s absolutely stunning.

I have a friend who’s husband has that. He’s early 50s and only has this one perfectly square patch of white on the back of his head. I find it oddly cool; I joke with him that it just means he can see ghosts like the kid in The Sixth Sense.

My husband has lovely silver hair coming in along the sides of his head above his ears, and I fucking love it. It contrasts with his dark brown hair and is sexy as hell.

This exact same technique worked for me, only it was a My Little Pony castle. To this day I’m amazed at how easily I dropped that bad habit.

My mother and I visited Ireland at the end of August for the first time, and we were excited to see so many people out and about wearing “Repeal the 8th” shirts. Keep fighting the good fight!

I always end up having extremely satisfying sex dreams with celebrities that I’m not really attracted to. Best celebrity sex dream so far was Tom Hardy-he’s not really my type, but damn was it good. In the dream we had a marathon sex session in the basement of my childhood home. Both of us kept saying “we should…

My eye doctor told me when I was in my 20's that if I had lasik that early, I’d likely have to have another corrective surgery by the time I was 50. Figured I’d wait until a later age and only do it once.