Ooh, cycling outside is the ultimate level! I am always impressed by runners and cyclists. The idea of cycling outside freaks me out because I don’t trust drivers to watch out for me, but I also like it as a mode of transportation, so the trainer helps me build up my confidence and strength until I’m ready.

I haven’t ridden a bike outside since Childhood but was an avid spin class participant.

On the other hand, $2500 will buy you a ridiculously nice actual, functional bicycle.

To be a tiny bit fair: I am happily married and I would still gawp if Justin Trudeau sat down next to me.

I think she's the only one who could pull that dress off. 

Megan, all I saw were two sister wives who looked pregnant.

I find your comments fascinating! I’ve always wondered how the CC felt on such an issue that you can’t hide. Plus I’m still impressed they bother with the family planning method in this day and age or, hell, even 30 years ago.

The juxtaposition of youthful car sex and middle-aged car sex is... *chef’s kiss*

I have two, more than 20 years apart...

We were never caught properly, but one of my exes and I used to have so much sex on this one giant trampoline in an abandoned playground out back of an apartment complex, and one day we went out there and someone had slashed the trampoline side-to-side in a big “X,” so they knew what was going on.

Mid 90s, DC, oyster bar near the White House, boyfriend and I getting busy in the men’s room, my skirt is up to here, boyfriends hands are right about there...bam, door opens, boyfriend is all of a sudden wrapping his arms around me, which is weird, cause, I’m taller and in heels, so hiding me is like hiding a giraffe…

My story is from the Other Side of public sex (as in, I wasn’t the one having it).

Gettin’ frisky with my high school boyfriend off a rural dirt road in middle-of-nowhere, and a cop shined a flashlight into the car and caught quite a show — he hadn’t turned on his lights or knocked or anything. He told us to “get dressed and get the fuck out of here.” A few weeks later that same cop caught us on a…

Good people deserving of good ♡ 

That’s how my mom was raised, as a reflection/extension of my grandmother’s self and reputation. It scarred her for life. 

Thank you so much for your wonderful post.

Good for you for breaking the chain! As in your case, my mother’s main concern was how her children were measuring up and impacting her reputation. And it’s still true, today. We have just learned not to internalise her vast disappointment as an accurate reflection of our self-worth. But certainly we did at age eight.

To be fair, many narcissists adore and dote on their children — until the children have a mind of their own and an opinion to express. Around age three. And then all bets are off (especially for the same-gender child).

While everyone else was crying at graduation about how they’d not get to see each other all the time, I was sprinting out of that ceremony and away from that bunch of humans as fast as possible.

We also make really shitty decisions for white kids (well, Jewish, I can’t really say they are Middle Eastern tho) around here. https://www.freep.com/story/news/local/michigan/oakland/2015/07/09/divorce-custody-refuse-parenting-time-juvenile-home-charles-manson/29905867/