My ex wrote an 11 page 9 point font single spaced manifesto to defend himself against the restraining order I took out on him. He made those same arguments (slut for having other partners, alcoholic for drinking wine, etc). This is just dudes being dudes.

I can add naught but a star.

I have had SO MANY men do that “flip” on me. SO MANY. Don’t feel guilty. It’s all him.

oh I had skipped over the alcohol, cocaine, and grooming the next woman at a women’s march while he put me through hell. Chanting when they go low we go high has been amazingly helpful- and I didn’t have to go through 1/8 of what you did.

One of my friends just started the divorce process with her husband less than a year in. We’re not that close, so I don’t know what happened, but she’s one of the smartest and most capable people I know. Obviously she got out for good reason, and I’m glad she did.

High five. My second husband waited all of 3 weeks before he descended into a bottle, became a raging, abusive drunk I was afraid to leave with the children (either his or mine) to the point that I ended up working from home far too much for my corporateoverlords . Within 6 months he’d been arrested for DUI, had his…

With a wee bit of Welsh throw in for good measure.

A year into our marriage my sweet husband became emotionally abusive and controlling- unrecognizable from the partner I had been with. It was as if a flip switched. I discovered more and more lies and for my own sanity am grateful I filed so quickly once his behavior became out of control. Though I spent months trying…

ding ding ding! When I left my ex everyone was like “finally!” and I was like “WTF guys?!”, the six months leading up to my wedding I was all “is this the right choice? Is dude sort of controlling and creepy?” everyone was saying “Cold feet! He just loves you so much!” Also - I was raised Catholic so I have sinking…

You know how I know you are not the true Jane Genova - the real Jane Genova always started and ended each comment with a Jane Genova.

So do I.

Can it be, she murmured, that true love shall be ever lost to me? And that I shall have to content myself with a mere fortune and dozens of dashing, young popinjays?

What! I don’t know that one. But I should be searching the grays for the Marc Jacobs conspiracy theorist on that fashion week article...

HAHAHAHA!!!!

“Daddy went to pay the whores” is my next Christmas card.

I told loads of people who I thought weren’t my friends to fuck off when they offered me condolences after my dad died. It wasn’t nice for sure but I wasn’t in the mood for people who had previously been terrible to me to be publicly nice.

That doesn’t really matchup with the scuttlebutt I’ve ever heard, from friends and friends of friends who’ve worked with Cattrall.

Lol, I take a stand I believe in no matter where it is.