My seven year old discovered Bloody Mary this week at school - with a caveat. Apparently she only appears in girls bathrooms when there is blood in them. Sooooo that’s been interesting to unpack.

They were all for really shitty jobs but it’s nice to have choices!

Also academic life sounds terrifying

I mailed a ton of Christmas cards, turned down multiple job offers and finally sent my in-laws a massive pile of family photographs in time for the holidays!

Yes! Or flip the narrative like I do and act like your Xmas is amazing as-is but that theirs sounds deeply hellish (because honestly, doesn’t it?)

I always brag about how we aren’t travelling or dealing with shitty family. I go all “oh it’s so amazing and intimate, only doing what we want with who we want! No shitty relatives and judgement! We have the best Christmas, it’s amazing!”

I got down really close and said “I know it’s difficult to imagine the same Santa at every mall in the city at the exact same time but this guy sure does look like the real thing and has a letter box so he must have a way of sharing what he collects here.” Then I told him to keep his scepticism to a quiet tone as he…

Depends, did you sign a letter of offer when you started that included a non-compete clause?

I know so many women that did the same combo! Good luck with whatever result you seek.

I love/hate therapy! It’s a wonderfully intimate relationship. The advice I’d offer is similar to everyone else. I read somewhere that it’s a good combo if you leave feeling hopeful. That said, I definitely hit walls in my therapy and felt sometimes like we were going in circles. Trust is tough, very hard to build. I…

Thanks TPI! Yeah my mom was extreme. It’s the whole BPD married to an NPD combo that really takes it next level. Thank god for therapy

I’ve been ignoring my kids all afternoon while I hang out on jezebel and talk about shitty parents. Winning at life, obviously! Edit to add - I think I finally got a burner account out of the greys and promptly fucked up the key so really nailing it! Also my kid asked loudly in the line to see Santa “Is he real, mom?…

Mine is a shit show, figured I was just technically illiterate. Thankful I’m not alone!

This is what the offending dish looks like! Pretty but wouldn’t keep someone warm on an air mattress on the floor. Edit: also not Irish even tho I am a Ginger.

Yep. My mom did it regularly, when I finally called her on it she told me she didn’t feel like buying what I asked for because that didn’t feel thoughtful but that they were such practical gifts she liked them as ideas.

Sounds awful! Hope you kept the necklace and sold the skull.

stolen toys, no less. Wow!

I wish I could hug kid you. My fav Xmas was from a Christmas charity - it was a huge doll. I loved that thing. This year, I got two names of kids from a secret Santa drive (kids signed up by social workers). One was seven, the other two. I went to a toy store on Black Friday like a fucking crazy person and got a door…

Family! I hope you tossed it 

Asshole powers indeed. That’s awful!