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Two years ago, I got severely, awfully sick (probably the flu). I didn’t go to work for the entire week. It was all I could do just to keep myself drinking liquids and soup and shuffling to bed. The worst part was my husband was traveling for business, so I was all alone, just me and our sweet black cat Libby.

Trigger warning: violent rape.

My father has always been a history buff, specifically interested in The Battle of Little Bighorn. He began collecting items related to that time in history when I was in Jr. High, including uniforms, swords, a battle flag, letters and photos. He now frequently loans out to museums and historical societies, but for

Hey love; I see you, I hear you.

I’m pretty sure no one will see this ... but I feel like I just want to scream “I’m not ok, I’m not ok! somebody help me please!”

Soberity was going really well. I’d been sober for about four or five months. I sorta made up with my friend, although everything is different now. He’s obviously set some boundaries up and seems very distant, both he and his girlfriend do. And I mean, I have to respect that. But I’m really, really struggling right

Shelter Cat Update!

That is incredibly disappointing. I would ask for my money back.

I was walking down Huntington Ave in Boston, a few blocks from where the Boston Symphony Orchestra plays. A car pulled over and the driver asked, “How do you get to Symphony Hall?” Did I take the biggest, juiciest, lowest-hanging fruit ever and shout, “Practice!”? No. I said, “Oh, it’s around the corner and on the

Wow, thank you for sharing this, it was beautifully written and really strikes a chord with me as an Asian-American man who is roughly the same age as you.

I remember being in high school and being attracted to MRA-esque philosophies. And you’re right a lot of that seduction is probably tied to feelings of

Thank you for sharing your story and especially the details - that your family may or may not want revealed.  It’s those details people need to hear so they can realize they are in similar situations. 

It’s difficult for me to express how stunned I am right now. I’m not sure what drove me to click on this article - I don’t exactly read Jezebel - and skim over the first few paragraphs. But when I got to the picture, I felt my stomach drop. The Yush Gupta you were writing about is the same Yush I went to high school

my favorite memory about NOLA was on the trip from the airport down to the french quarter and my driver said:

....that’s not correct...

So sorry for your loss. My sister was hit by car and tragically killed in Jan 2017 at age 47. She suffered from alcoholism and an eating disorder for much of her adult life, fueled by depression and anxiety.   We too were close growing up but she withdrew as her illnesses took hold so I did not see or talk to her very

To be honest I don’t actually know what etoufee is.

I think you did a damn good job with your first tour, and the lack of alcohol probably helped. Being that I’m beyond the binge/blackout phase of consumption myself, the other tourist charms I’ve found to be musts that keep me coming back:

My ex-husband and daughter’s father was an extreme alcoholic, and it was like he was two different people too. He died of melanoma—he had stage one melanoma that was treated successfully when we were married, but it recurred when he was living on the street and was stage four by the time it was found. I had tons of

I am so sorry for your loss. I also lost a younger sibling to a blood clot/PE (likely caused by her birth control). She was 31. Today would have been her 40th birthday. It’s still hard to deal with the unfairness of it. Thank you for sharing this story.

Thank you for writing this. I’m so sorry for your loss. My sister died by suicide last year. I still search for her on the internet, wondering if anything new will ever appear. Facebook memories pop up, and I wonder when they will become so dated that they stop. I obsess over every memory, wondering what I could have