Thanks! I left them a message to see if the meetings will be attendable for us because I work full time. Here's hoping.

I live in a small town-too small to post the actual name. But let’s just say it’s called White Town. And it is white like the skin color, it wasn’t founded by a person with the surname White. And they’ve tried multiple times to change the name of the town and it keeps getting voted down. 😐 Maybe one day that will…

I was going to suggest a local band. They play all around Texas. They’re called the O’s and going to see them fills me up with happiness.

I have a question but it might be too late. My doctor doubled my Prozac this week (from 20 to 40 mg) and I’ve been feeling pretty down though there’s a lot of external factors that could be the cause. But today, my anxiety levels are through the roof. I’m supposed to get a pedicure for my birthday and I’m sitting in…

Ha ha gotcha. I'm here if you ever need them. Good luck!

Would terrible day care stories (that didn’t result in any major injuries) help cheer you up? Like in a “sometimes day cares can be shitty but not life-ruiningly shitty.” I have a lot of those. We lived in a shelter for six months and then moved around a lot before I got a good, reliable job with good reliable money…

I’ve felt like every decision I’ve ever made was a mistake. And it’s ok to take your time and be gentle while getting to feeling like a human again. The thing I try to think when I get down on myself that I’ve fucked up everywhere possible, I’ll find a moment-however fleeting-that is good. Or at least ok. As I was…

I’m sorry you’re sad. It sounds like you put a lot of reasonable thought into it. What works for me is to get really sad, just as sad as can be and just kind of soak in it until I just can't stand being sad anymore. Then, slowly, piece by piece I start doing things to make myself happy. Pedicures, star-gazing, sitting…

Keep looking. You’ll find something. I remember when I was looking for day care for my kids, one of the infant rooms had bunk bed cribs whose front panels opened like an oven and you just pop the baby in. I cried.

I’ve been listening to “Last Hour” by Elliott Smith a lot lately but I think it’s because I’m sad.

Thank you. I appreciate it. It is so damn hard. But I’m a pretty stubborn person and, dammit, we’re going to do the best we can with what we have! They just started a Girl Scout troop near where we live so I'm looking into enrolling my 8, 6 and 5 year olds.

Karl Rove is still alive? Where’s he been, under Quirrell’s turban?

Thank you! It was hard (especially the shelter and being alone) at times but there were some really cool, good times in there too.

I have five kids and wasn’t alone after the birth of two of them. (Went to a shelter when the third one was a few months old and found out I was pregnant when I got there. Was married when the 5th one was born but when she was 4 months old, her father hit my five year old in the face and I kicked him out and divorced…

When I divorced my husband because he’d hit my five year old daughter-hard enough to leave the bruised outline of his hand on her face (because he didn't like how she was feeding our four month old a bottle. Why was she feeding the baby a bottle? I was at work), the judge said I was “overreacting” by divorcing him…

Thanks for so far not minding my putting this here. I saw “open thread" and jumped on it. 😐 Everything I said in the interview for the local news was cut. Especially the part about 22,000 penises. I just needed to get this story out.

Hi. I wrote a thing that’s really important to me and important to women and I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind reading it, please.

I smoked for years and years. I switched to vaping, stepped down my nicotine levels every three months till I was at a 0 (I started with a rough equivalent of the nicotine I was currently consuming in clove cigars. That’s right, I smoked clove cigars like cigarettes ever since Obama made clove cigarettes illegal five…

I love my bangs. I cut them with desk scissors.

Welp, I'll be over here setting everything on fire.