That’s a ripe load of bullshit. The Daily Mail chose to use two different terms in their article, and it’s no mistake that they chose to use the term with negative connotations for her and the term with more neutral connotations for him. This kind of thing doesn’t happen in a vacuum.

What a time to be alive

judgy mcbitch over there needs to cool it with the prurience. thanks for making the obvious point- self-medication is SO prevalent especially since access to health care professionals for most people is so limited (and coke is just an “illegal” form of it- unlike booze which most people turn to, or weed).

I think her comments will go a long way to making people feel supported, and to erase some of the stigma around mental health issues like depression. You have to suffer from depression to really understand what it is. I always hear people ask “why is she depressed?” and “what happened?” and question someone’s…

Counterpoint? A lot of people who experience depression try to self-medicate and set off a vicious circle. Coke spoons on IG isn’t cool but when you’re wired and feeling brilliant, judgement also gets compromised.

Oh god. One of my best friends is an OB/GYN, and she’s always complaining about the things people save to bring in to her. This might take the cake.

I had hookworms as a kid. Tiny, white, wiggly worms that live in your butthole. I saw one sticking out of my poop one day and told my mom, who thought I was just being paranoid and told me to ignore it. Flash forward a few weeks later and it feels like my ass is full of broken glass. I go to take a dump, thinking it…

This story is going to actually kill the Deadspinners. My brother freaked the fuck out when he saw a drop of my period blood on the toilet or floor (can’t remember) over Thanksgiving last year.

I’m not a regular pooper. I go maybe 2-3 times a week, and it’s not uncommon for me to go a week without taking a shit. I’ve been to the doctor, they say it’s fine but to keep track of how often I go. So for the past 4 years or so, I’ve kept track of my pooping. Maybe a year and a half ago, my boyfriend went to Vegas…

It’s Barry, not Mark.

Fucking CHEW YOUR FOOD

Two weeks postpartum, taking a shower, trying to avoid even touching the fiery pus-oozers that were my nipples (thanks breastfeeding), when I feel something fall out of me, followed by a THUNK on the floor of the bathtub. I look down and see a baseball-sized blood clot. And because I was sleep deprived and hungry and…

I have adenomyosis. It causes my period to come out in clots, not in a flow.

Well this was gross and semi-impressive too. When I gave birth to my first I had to be induced. My labor wasn’t progressing like they wanted so the Dr came in to break my water. She told me that I might feel a little trickle and then there was an audible pop and my water sprayed out a good three feet from my body. The…

Not super gross but scary and weird:

I was taking a shower and washing my butt, as you do, and pulled on something. Kept pulling. Started freaking the fuck out. Threw whatever it was against the wall and kept freaking out. Thought for sure I had some sort of intestinal worm. It was a rice noodle. That I pulled out of my butt.

Yeah I think Barry forgets that Mark Shrayber used to work here! God I miss Mark.

For some reason I decided that using a neti pot for the FIRST TIME EVER, immediately after eating Carl’s Jr (aka Hardee’s, depending on what part of the country you live in), was a grand idea. I started laughing so hard upon seeing water streaming out of one nostril (I am easily amused) that I swallowed a ton of salt…

I vomited and shit my pants at the same time in 2nd grade, in the classroom, while we were playing Heads Up 7Up.

So Deadspin guys... This is a pretty women-focused site. Women’s bodies do crazy shit all the time, and folks on Jezebel are already pretty used to discussing this stuff. Plus didn’t we already HAVE a Pissing Contest about this topic last year?