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When I was 13, I went on an overnight trip to the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City with my church’s youth group. We worked in a soup kitchen that morning and afternoon, and then we slept in the church that evening.

Vasovagal response. Some trigger happens, brain says “weird feelings happening drop blood pressure now!” and down you go. My sister and I both get it too. Bet you’ve clocked some impressively low blood pressures. =)

We managed to get pictures but not nearly as many as I wanted & you could tell at the end I was not feeling it. My photographer did a great job editing them so that I didn’t look like complete death.

Thank you! I’ve told my husband I want a big ass party for our 5 or 10 year anniversary. He just laughs and shakes his head.

“Apparently the idea that her daughter was a whore was much more pressing than the fact that my heart nearly just gave out on me at the mere thought of going on a date”

Of all people, teachers should understand, and NOT be dicks. I taught elem. school and told kids they never had to ask to leave when this happened. NO ONE wants to puke in front of others. If you do, not your fault.

The town that I lived in as a child had this fancy new convention center, all decked out in the finest of mid 80s decor, complete with this gaudy pink and blue carpet with little triangles all over it. I have nightmares about that carpet still.

I love how beautifully you wrote this!

Here’s a roundabout worst sick experience. So, I fly AirBiman from Bangkok to Tokyo to meet back up with the man I believed to be the love of my life. The flight is pretty bad as the plane is really rickety in an overtly concerning way, but we land in Tokyo and all is well. When I go through customs, the line I’m in

I was out to dinner on my birthday at a restaurant I’d eaten at many times and really liked. But whatever I ordered this time, it didn’t sit right, and I realized that things were about to exit the rear whether I liked it or not.

Ah yes, the casual car puke. I was with my husband, then-boyfriend— we had had dinner at a nice restaurant, and were headed home. I was driving, but it was snowing so traffic was kind of terrible. I start feeling sweaty, but I don’t say anything because we’re SO CLOSE to our apartment. But I didn’t make it. I quickly

GOOD.

It was probably actually a good place to get sick, but the whole experience was so embarrassing because of how I acted.

Serves her right!

Oh, I’ve got a good one.

My wedding.

I don’t know if this counts:

Posted on behalf of my friend who is currently on holiday:

When I was 18 and working at a convenience store, a cute boy that worked in the same building as me asked me out at the end of the work day. I had had a crush on him pretty much from the first time I saw him 6 months earlier, so I accepted and went back to work. Apparently the butterflies in my stomach set off a

My kindergarten teacher was an evil wench who obviously hated children. She was so, so mean every single day. One day, I wasn’t feeling well, so I asked to go to the nurse. She wouldn’t let me. I squirmed uncomfortably for a while until I couldn’t take it anymore, bolted from my seat, opened my mouth to beg her to let