My little sister DID NOT speak until the age of 8. Super quiet, both at home and school (to the point an IEP was made, I believe, for this specific reason). I'm not entirely sure what happened when she turned 8, but girlfriend has not shut the fuck up since then. My parents refer to it as their cursed blessing :)

My mother is the most self-centered person, and truly believes anything that anyone has ever done, in the history of time and space, is done ON PURPOSE to upset her. (i.e.: I was over at their house this week and brought a ton of groceries to cook some freezer dinners for my parents, as my mother decided she wanted to…

Thank you for sharing this. Sometimes I feel that because the abuse I have suffered from my mother was emotional and not physical, I doubt myself and wonder if I have anything to complain about at all. It reminds me that your parents can really be fucked up narcissists who are lousy at their job, even if they never…

My best friend of ages...his 70 something year old father is now serving time in prison for engaging in a sexual "relationship" (aka statutory rape) with his 16yo granddaughter. Its actually strained my relationship with said friend, as he's made all sorts of comments about how she "came on to him" etc. Yeah...if I…

I feel like I remember from the show that was the "chubby" one. No wonder he mother disdains her.

I read some long-ago comment on an internet forum written by a woman who supposedly knew or knows, Miss Bensimon. She accused her of being a drug addict and said she constantly smells like rancid milk.

I nominate you for the next round of saint-hood. What a great friend!

I got a nasty case of Serotonin Syndrome earlier this year thanks to a nutso doctor. 6 months later, and I'm still having massive small intestine/stomach issues. How anyone could stick anything anywhere its not supposed to go is a mystery to me, as even sedated I feel an insane sense of panic just knowing that once…

RIGHT?!?! And at the ripe old age of 21, taught me more about white privilege in America than anything I could have read or studied. Dude thought I was nothing but (heavy use of air quotes here) "a server." Someone he could treat like crap, someone that didn't matter. I guarantee you had he known who my father was,…

I had a similar experience to you and the server in the post...and it was one of the most glorious moments of my life. I was a server in college for an upscale restaurant that was fairly close to a chi-chi golf course. One Sunday afternoon, a bunch of drunk jerk faces came in to continue their post golf boozing, and I…

And as a MN girl (noticing you're from Detroit!) I have to say you do the Lord's work. I think on a few frosty -30 Minneapolis mornings, a hot coffee is the only thing standing between me and losing my fingers. I salute you! :)

Thanks! He is, I got lucky. And he makes up for my mother :)

She totally should have, 100%. Lesson for all of those wanting to enforce their posthumous wishes.

Yes. But he had to take it out of his share solely.

My grandmother was a lovely woman. The definition of class. She was born in 1917 in a super small town in the South, yet was literally the most liberal and amazingly open minded person. In her last years, she lost her eyesight completely and had an African-American woman named Nina as her caretaker. They became close…

Agreed. My father is the nicest man, would NEVER dream of being rude to waitstaff and is just an all around great guy. However, he grew up in a small town in southwest Missouri. All the man wants is Folgers, black. Went with him to a Starbucks once in NYC, he looked at the menu in complete shock, totally overwhelmed…

As a Missouri/StL native, the only thing I can say is..."Oh, bless your heart." (And all that implies).

My Southern grandmother was the EPITOME of class, it was mentioned constantly by so many at her funeral, and before that incessantly during her lifetime. I asked her once what her trademark class secret was. Do I need to quit cursing? Wear gloves? Master her pecan pie? Nope. Her response to me was, "You never judge…

That's only for black people in Ferguson I think.

Ever since she Tweeted that photo of her in her daughters PJs (and even before that, really), the only vibe I ever seem to get from B's photos is "OMG! Look at how tiny I am!" This photo is no exception.