Hi, clinic escort here. I deal with these CPC people on the regular, and I think it’s important to point out a distinction here: these are not inherently helpful organizations that have been hijacked by a handful of representatives with extreme methods. This misdirection, this fraud, this utter commitment to denying…

It’s a strange balance at ours- there are a few people who just silently pray, like, AT the building (which seems pretty ineffective IMO). There are a few who wave signs at traffic (one of which is designed to look like a stop sign and says “STOP abortion now”, which is, uh, SUPER DANGEROUS FOR DRIVERS). Then there…

There’s a crisis pregnancy center literally next door to the last standing abortion clinic in Kentucky, in downtown Louisville. Every time I pass it I get furious. I’m a clinic escort in Chicago, and at my clinic at least the protestors are directing people to an address that’s far away. Most women going in don’t give…

Out of curiosity, have you ever had any issues with sleep paralysis? My boyfriend has dealt with it for years and he describes it in a very similar way to how you describe the second incident here (overwhelming sense of dread, inability to move freely, feeling like you’re weighted down by something you can’t see).…

Yeah, she’s fine now, thankfully! She managed to shake whatever the thing was, and we’re years gone from that gnarly apartment.

We had some supernatural problems in that apartment, too- we saged the place after a particularly shitty summer and some entity or something that lived in our laundry room was, ah... not stoked about it. It sort of got stuck to my roommate, who had a lot of really weird, psychologically troubling experiences after…

Okay, I have two. One happened to me, and one happened to my mom.

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When I was 19 or 20, I lived in a basement apartment with my college roommate in a major city. We lived in a perfectly “safe” neighborhood, but one with lots of bar activity and young people. This one night in the middle of winter, we’d had a friend…

Looks like we’ve got the talented but thoroughly white Christopher Abbott playing an Afghan character too.

When I was in community college, I had to attend a religious service for one of my classes and write a paper about the experience. I’m from a staunchly godless family, but my dad has a degree in Philosophy of Religion and I thought he might find it interesting to go along with me. We decided to pick fake names and go…

A year or two ago, all of my closest girlfriends got IUDs at my behest (I'm basically a goddamn brand ambassador for Mirena at this point, that's how much I rave about mine) and gave them names. One of my friends named hers Gandalf because she liked to imagine it shouting "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!" at errant sperm.

This happened to me once when I was a kid, after soccer practice. Took a sip of water from my big jug thing, genuinely had about 5 seconds where I thought "huh, this is an unusually CHEWY sip of water" before I spit out a dead fly and started screaming.

My best friend took a class in college called "Harry Potter and the Law". They talked about the wizard legal system and had a mock-trial for Bellatrix Lestrange.
She said it was the greatest class she's ever taken.

It hurts like a motherfucker for about three seconds, then there's about one day of period-style cramping, and then simply YEARS OF BLISSFUL NONPREGNANCY

This cat is, like, Li'l Bub levels of chill.

According to family legend, when I started growing out of Cute Babydom, my older brother just walked up to my mom and declared, "I need you to have another baby right away, and it had BETTER BE A GIRL."
At least he recognized that at that point, a replacement baby was probably the only recourse...

And that mind clearly knows what's what.

God I SO hope this is real. She looks like Lady Tom Hardy and I am 1000% into it.

I am losing my shit for everything about this look. LOSING. MY. SHIT.

I pray he and Gwendoline Christie get back together. That is the only pairing that can satisfy me.

My dad always says that he wanted to name me either "Robina" or "Clarinda Hepseba", and he's been saying it for so long that I'm no longer entirely sure he's joking.