wannabefridalyngstad
wannabefridalyngstad
wannabefridalyngstad

As someone in recovery from an eating disorder, I cannot and should not trust my judgment to know what’s right for my body. I need to rely on external information to stay healthy re: food and exercise and accept that will be the case for a while to come. Possibly forever.

I was gonna argue with you about the history part but then I remembered this cartoon and how true it is: 

This. My parents thought just modeling frugality was enough. It was NOT.

I learned from YM. :)

Even as an adult I’m regularly praised for being smart. Last year I looked at a Facebook feed of a classmate and all the comments telling her how beautiful she is. And I wondered if she feels about that the same way I feel about being “smart.” Which is pretty much “Yeah, well, that and a buck will get me a cup of

I went to a very competitive grad program straight out of college. They did NOT tell us this and it completely fucked me up when it happened to me. Not only did it shatter my self image and confidence, but it was also the first time I ever had to work for a grade and I flat out didn’t know how. While enrolled in a

This is so important, and so many high achievers never learn.

Ironing. And when my mother not teaching me to iron is my only real complaint about her parenting, I don’t have much too bitch about.

I was tested for a rare and fatal illness that runs in my family after presenting very mild symptoms. I don’t have it, but before we knew that I had to face the possibility that my life was going to end much, much sooner than anticipated. And it was weird. It was ... partly a relief. My student loans, Trump, housing

I don’t remember who it was I was talking with but someone in a position of knowledge on the subject. I talked about how conflicted I am over having consistently had better male doctors than female ones (or at least ones I felt more comfortable with), to the point of always preferring a man. She chalked it up to women

Ooh ooh, I know this one!!

This is the blog that once told me all about apps that will remind me to brush my teeth. When I asked the question you just did, I was yelled at for being insensitive to sufferers of depression/anxiety.

Are you over 40? Probably not worth it.

I worked at a department store in college and one day the muzak got stuck on motherfucking That Way. (NSYNC? To this day I cant’ tell NSYNC and the Backstreet Boys apart.) Anyway, to this day my blood pressure spikes when I hear the opening strains of that motherfucking song.

I once got an e-mail where the salutation was “Dear [customer name].”

I had a roommate in college who shoved a corn cob in there and was surprised when it broke.

Commence death threats. Ten minutes ago.

That’s fine if you want the middle and working classes bred out of existence. 

As much as I love living alone, moving away from the extended family home did our society a great disservice. So long as no one is abusive, more adults in the household is better for kids. I don’t mean a stay at home mom and a working dad, I just mean multiple adults sharing the responsibilities of providing for and