you know, I am that person who cracks up at things no-one else thinks of. Its really quite bad. I have personal jokes with myself at inopportune times, like......in conferences. gyno exams. dentist. mid mouthful of coffee.

Nah that there is Leda and the Swan.

ALL those children are this blogger. All of them. Even the boys.

Her name is in the New Testament, its just in different font.

I’m pretty sure she is the only person worshipping God right, and I’m equally sure it actually refers to her and her opinon in the actual Bible a bunch of time so....

Thank you. its been staring us all in the face.

It is offensive. ‘Aboriginal’ is fine.

Sure. If you take half the things people in politics say, write them down and read them out in a slow voice back to their mothers they would be shamed to the ground.

People follow the party line in politics. My favorite line from How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying -

To add to this: my body is not INdecent because it is not thin. It very decently does its thing and carts my brain around successfully.

Maybe what you see as luck I see as privilege. I have the privilege of being white and intelligent. That helped me.

Because a side effect of any IUD can be bleeding, no doctor will let me have one knowing my bleeding history.

Thank you. It is shit.

you are so lucky that worked. I got my period at 11, i have a 24 day cycle and I bleed for 7 days. I cant take any form of hormone or I bleed for all the days. When i am pregnant I bleed. When i am breastfeeding I bleed. I wear two maternity pads at once and can hardly walk. My stomach swells to pregnancy size; my…

any type of hormonal birth control can make some women bleed every day of the month. I am one of those women, and as a result cannot have injections, implants or any other form of birth control that is not condoms because I just bleed and bleed and bleed and bleed for months on end.

“Do you have a wand like Ron’s? Like, what’s inside it? What wood is it made from? How does one choose me?”

Not American, years of working in retail in not America, I found when serving American tourists they would often ask questions about Me. Not what I was selling (books, toys, clothes) but Me. Like I was a tourist attraction.

I don’t tend to give out life advice - I don’t see myself as someone who has any answers, but maybe ‘finish your schooling even if it takes you 15 years and you have a disability and you have kids, one of whom also has a disability, shed your white trash roots and make your own luck.’

I actually joined Kinja to comment on this: