One thing I reminded myself about (while dealing with a mentally ill parent): they will still be mentally ill, no matter how much time I take to tend to my own needs. Putting them first, tending to their needs before mine, will not make them better. PLEASE try not to feel guilty if you aren’t up for communication some…

That is so brutal. So fucking brutal.

I have gone through something similar. Weirdly, I found it a relief. I’m a loyal friend, & would like the same in return. So to discover my “best friend” was did not feel the way I believed she did...yes, that hurt like hell. But I will always prefer the truth.

So if she bought Snooki 2.0's face, is it still hers?

I can totally relate to this, sadly. If I ever am so lucky to have a kid I swear to god I will not invade their privacy like this.

lol

She is so firmly entrenched in her own twisted version of reality, she’s on the Days set with Eileen, GREEK CHORUS INDEED.

From here on out, I’m just being the Greek Chorus.

The worst roommate I ever had told me she couldn’t handle me subletting my room for 3 months while I went traveling. Out of respect for her, I agreed to pay full rent while gone, and not sublet.
When I returned home, I found she’d rearranged the entire apartment *including my room*, down to switching the cutlery…

Ugh I loathed those two even more than Joe Gorga

I’ve never been PA but I’m finding as I age, I’d like to give it a whirl. Or 50. Because everyone else does! (said in a very pointed tone).

Ugh, me too—same current weight, height, and previous weight bc of health issues!! People need to STFU about others’ bodies.

Like this??

I need a new word for anger. I want annihilate something. All I can come up with is “gee , no shit she didn’t want to date you” & go throw up and then get into bed and cry for a week.

Did you see this, today? I can’t imagine what her teenage life was like.

wish your comment was at the top

Have I missed something? About why MLK looks so old and white in the photo illustrating this story??

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Promise yourself that you will forgive yourself for how you handle your mother’s last days. Promise yourself that when grief-guilt kicks in (and it inevitably will, and might feel like it’s taking you to your knees), you are going to remember this night, when you very clearly did not know what to do.
Do not berate…

What was your drive like before? Mine increased after I started taking it as well, but I had the sex drive of a dead rock beforehand, so I welcomed the energy.

Facial exercises, I swear to god!! And no more cheap sunglasses. Get an awesome pair and stop squinting and furrowing forever.