After i had my kid i cried so often and felt enslaved to motherhood. I was no longer me, just somebody’s mother. It’s harsh and exhausting but I came through it and I love Adele even more now for saying publicly how hard it can be for some of us.

Yep. In the first few weeks (before I was diagnosed with PPD) I remember telling several people “i have made a huge life mistake”.

You should be. I was terrified. I think it’s GOOD to be scared. Anyone who’s pregnant and says they’re not scared is a damn liar. And it’s ok to be, because not one piece of advice or amount of preparation can really, truly prepare you for what it’s like to have your first child. It’s truly an insane psychological…

Not just hormones (though there’s certainly that - holla for my postpartum-onset PMDD!) but it’s also the mindfuck of an identity shift that happens. I was so convinced that I’d just be myself, with a baby. And of course that’s true, but your whole life so fundamentally shifts to make sure you can keep the little one…

SADLY; No, it's terrifying: hormones are the most powerful and potentially deadly chemicals known to women/men. Also, three weeks after giving birth to my mother, my Grandmother blew herself away with a gun. (Good luck getting ANY M.D. to understand or even give a sh*t.)

I think Taylor Swift would be a better comparison for that.

The denim. The shearling. The rebellious attitude. *fans self* *faints anyway*

do you know how many projectile pop related deaths there are each year?

ONES OF THEM.

The idea of remaking it is cringe-worthy. It feels patronizing, like if we want to see ourselves represented, we have to put up with movies full of cliches about women being shrill and desperate, or take hand-me-downs of other movies written for men. Why bother seeing it? It’s not that I don’t want to see movies with…

Yep. I lucked out, because my husband is very, very involved with doing household chores and is also a good cook, so we pretty much split everything evenly (well, except for laundry - since I hate it, he does most of it and as a trade I primarily clean the toilets and such. I’m weird, whatever).

I posted this yesterday but here it is again. Plus my girls.

I love how this is filed:

I stepped in dog shit a couple years ago.

Oh God, who would be his running mate? Satan? AT&T Customer Service?

The headline could’ve read “HALLE BERRY LOOKING BUSTED AS HELL, CAUGHT WITH TEAR TRACKS AND BLASTING ADELE,” and she’d still look better than 97% of the population.

If there's a God, please make this happen.

It’s Rachel Dolezal right?

I hate it so much. I feel like I couldn’t sleep upstairs knowing it was down there waiting for me...always there....always waiting...

Sorry- didn’t mean it as a brag, I just read this and thought, “how is this new?” Anyways, if Trump is elected I’ll open my cabin to American refugees, but they have to chop the firewood and fetch the beer. Deal?