Well, that wasn’t my anecdote, but I have a bundle of my own that I imagine pretty closely mirror the OP’s. Living with a family member with borderline is a rollercoaster.

BOBBY HUNGER

I was a teen skateboarder a thousand years ago. If I had a dollar for every time one of my friends racked himself, or bruised his tailbone, or broke an ankle, I’d have no student debt now.

My mom gave me a bunch of her Tupperware from her successful saleswoman days when I moved out, 16 years ago. I still have it all. It’s nostalgic AND useful!

I’ve heard about my “yellow Slavic skin” from my maternal Norwegian relatives my whole life. I can relate.

Hot damn, this is an awesome comment and I hope more people see this. Thank you for sharing, I love it! And I’ve never met you but I feel confident there’s not a thing “wrong” with your nose.

Please forgive me for laughing, bc that’s a horrible thing for a mom to say, but after some of the anecdotes I’ve read in this comment section it’s a breath of fresh air.

I was a 90s thrift store kid too! Hugs!! I still have my best 70s t-shirts (the ones that survived), 20 years later. We would’ve been thrift besties, except when fighting over awesome old clothes.

Ha! My ex said that to me when we got married after being together for a couple of years. He may have thought “settling” was his only option, but I didn’t. I divorced him less than a year later as the emotional abuse worsened. I’m settling for being independent and not berated.

Nope, that’s borderline personality disorder with narcissistic features behavior, at least in my experience :/ my mom isn’t a drinker...

I had hair down to my butt until I was 17 for the same reasons. As a punk kid I finally, impulsively went to the salon and had it hacked off to a very short pixie cut, which I then dyed cobalt blue. After I went to bed that night, my mom came home from her late-night job and my step dad told her to go into my room and…

DAMN YOU, LUNCHMEAT! NOW I FINALLY KNOW WHAT IS SO BAD ABOUT NITRATES!!!

If she truly didn’t know of his proclivities - and I don’t think there’s evidence that she did - I pity her. I don’t know how I’d explain my ex going to prison to my kid, much less if it were for a crime this heinous. And so I pity the kids too, not old enough to know or understand what’s happening to their world.

Yep, I lost 53 pounds in the past year and uh, no desire to prey on children. Not seeing a connection there.

Whyyy did I laugh so hard at “Phooey”

I can’t stop laughing at Magnet, PM

One of my coworkers loudly announced in the office that she likes to watch Hardcore Porn. She meant Hardcore Pawn. Another time she called herself a pedophile. She meant bibliophile.

I read somewhere that that’s where the terms white meat and dark meat came from - so customers could avoid asking the butcher for cuts using embarrassing terms like breasts and legs. Does anyone know if that’s true?

The way the blue dress clashes with the teal beads is driving me bonkers, it’s so tacky. I’m broke as shit and I still know how to color-coordinate.

I think I made that lady in The Sims 3 once by moving the mouth and eyeball sliders all the way to the right