My husband and I purchased our first house together, it needed a lot of renovation work. But we got it for a pretty reasonable price because of this. It was a small house but I was totally in love with it and the backyard, it was a huge long kind of narrow backyard and definitely overgrown. We shared one fence with a…

I have a freakishly good long term memory when it comes to my early childhood. For instance, I can vividly remember the bedtime routine that my mother - who died when I was young - took me through each night. She would carry me on her hip, and we would go all throughout the house so that I could say goodnight to…

This story isn’t scary, and there are so many other stories on here that I doubt anyone will read it...but it IS true, I wanted to share it somewhere, and folks in my normal life would probably roll their eyes, so...

This is by far— by FAR— the freakiest thing that has ever happened to me.

Back in the early 2000s I moved in with a now ex-boyfriend. He lived in a bungalow style house in one of the neighborhoods of a large midwestern city. This happened when I was taking a personal day from work after moving in to finish getting things arranged and unpacked.

Apologies in advance for the length. This story happened about 6 months ago, and I’ve gone back and forth on whether I should even post it. Last April, I decided to take advantage of one of the last cool evenings of the year and go for a walk while my husband waited for our food to arrive (we relied heavily…

My parents thought they were just going to have one chid-me. My mom had my brother the summer before I started fourth grade. I was *relatively* okay with this. My mom had a c-section, and her mom came to stay because my baby brother was freaking huge and my dad had to get back to work.

Made this account purely to participate because I have a recent weird experience. This story is from about two months ago. I have no clear explanation for what the hell happened and it took me three attempts to work myself up to remembering it in enough detail to write it down. Here goes.

Back in college, I spent a semester abroad studying in New Zealand. Over one weekend, some girlfriends and I decided to book an overnight horse trek with a company just outside the city on the south island where we all went to school. The company offered an hours-long ride to a small, secluded beach where we would…

I mean the ghost stories on this thread are always stupid but this one is literally about a woman who could not avoid the Noid. 

Sure, as an actor, she can only really make decisions on what parts she’d like to play. not so much who gets considered, unless she’s maybe part of the production part, too.

“She doesn’t seem like a particularly bad or insensitive person”

Should all roles calling for an “Irish Woman” actually employ only Irish women or will anyone who can pull off the accent and is willing to color her hair do?

I think a quick glance at the False Equivalence wikipedia page oughta do it.

There’s a pretty big difference between playing an Irish woman and playing someone who is trans.... I’m too tired to explain how wrong your argument is and why, maybe someone else who speaks more eloquently than I do can explain it to you.

“It cries to bring you in,” he said and walked off.

I told a very condensed version of this in a comment to one of the Jez horror story posts maybe about five? years ago, so I’m officially submitting this now. Now with bonus pics. 

When was about 26 I moved back in with my parents. I had been going through a rough time and was in between jobs. I didn’t really know what I was going to do with my life and felt a lot of unease. I had broken up with the first person I had ever loved right before my move, knowing we were not right for each other. On…

Okay okay okay!
here’s my story - it’s a brief one!

This is not my story, but my best friend’s, and I’m sharing with his blessing. (Re-post from last year.)