You worry too much. It's ok I do it too

I am as narcissistic as I am passionate; I must recognize my own importance, and let it devastate me. What can I do but go on?

a New York Jew with a copy of the Times tucked into her bag.

That’s always been my policy. Unless she’s telling you about her pregnancy, she’s not pregnant, and you don’t ask about it.

I’m in the same boat. I do not want children ever, but I support anyone who does wholeheartedly, because you do you, ya know?

True story: my 70-year-old father (well, he was a couple of years younger at the time) saw MGMT in concert and hated them. When he told me, I was so flabbergasted I couldn’t speak for a second, and then I said “WHY did you see MGMT?” Turns out they were playing and he was bored, so he went to check them out. I mean,…

That hit home for me as well. We had a daughter stillborn at 33 weeks and in the hospital we went to they placed a small picture of a black rose on the door. I still can’t imagine the amount of strength and courage it took for my wife to be induced, go through labor, and give birth to a daughter that she knew was…

When she talked about the bourbon toast to Spartacus, and all that it meant, I cried and cried.

Hi, as someone who is adopted, thank you. <3

I think you are brave for sharing your story. I wish you the best too!

“I truly would have put myself through anything.”

Oh, you did, Elizabeth. You did. You did everything in your power to give your guy a chance, and when all failed, you did everything in your power—and put yourself through hell—to make his passing as painless as possible. You are strong and incredible. Thank you for…

the woman literally emailed me right after the story went up to say “i’m glad you told that commenter to fuck off”

I once heard somebody say that pregnancy is a hope, not a promise.

This is an incredible piece of journalism. This should be shared widely and read by everyone, especially those who are apathetic. I am so grateful to have read it and so moved by her story. Thank you, for your tremendous work on this.

On my Google calendar, my due date said “SPARTACUS!”

THIS. When I was younger, still living at home with my conservative parents, I took a political science class at the local college. We had weekly debates, and for the reproductive rights debate, I took the anti-abortion side, because that’s what I believed. The professor asked if I thought abortion was murder and…

This is the most stomach-churning, important thing I’ve read in a long time.

I...don’t even know what to say but I want to say something. What a horrible thing to go through, and she seems much more together than I can imagine being in that situation.

This might just be me, but that commercial breaks my heart every time I see it. That dwarf horse is so sad that the other horses won’t accept him, and in the end his owner just enables that instead of getting him into a situation somehow where he’s brought in among animals he wants to socialize with (be it those big…