Whether fair or not, whenever a relative takes their family beef to the media (i.e. Jon Voight, Jennifer Aniston’s mom, these Rodgers people), I kinda assume that there’s a legitimate (and probably healthy) reason they’re getting frozen out...

I’m going to go out on a limb here though and guess you two didn’t spend long leisurely mornings doing The NY Times crossword puzzle...

“...concerned that somebody with a platform... is inciting people’s worst instincts.”

Madeleine, can’t blame Joanna for bringing you that massive cup: watching this show, you remember THE THIRST IS REAL. Jimmy Fallon, I’m looking at you.

Holy hell, Naomi Campbell must be a vampire. She looks AMAZING.

THIS. We don’t co-sleep bc of any high brow philosophical adherence—we just started, and as I’m sure you know, you can’t unring THAT bell!

And as another commenter pointed out, it also depends significantly on your familial/community response to your diagnosis. It’d be nice to think all corners of the world would be progressive enough to not shame/shun the individual, but there are MANY factors to consider in an HIV diagnosis: of course, health and…

Ok I saw pre-sentencing report that said probation officer recommended 5 years probation with 6 months of electric monitoring and the prosecution had no objection to that...so sounds like that’s what happened!

Hmmm...well, I’m having trouble finding a more recent posting than this one from Oct of 2016...

Yeah, this whole “but nowadays HIV is no big deal!” slant troubles me. It’s still a lifelong disease that requires constant care—and it (or complications from it) can still kill you. Even if it’s “less likely.” Maybe let your partners have the OPTION to decide if it’s really “no biggie”??? Bc personally, I know HIV…

Isn’t Dana in jail? Last I heard she was pleading for house arrest...wonder how that all turned out! Off to fire up ye olde Google machine...

I am sorry your year sucked (I mean this genuinely)—but part of what I think the previous commenters were proposing was that to declare 2016 A BAD YEAR, universally, seems a bit arbitrary. Yes, we lost some great ones, and yes, Trump sucks—but otherwise, my 2016 was a good one. Don’t even get me started on the…

I had a realllly good turkey club and a crisp bottle of framboise ale! All in all, it was *not* a bad day!

I’m glad my experience could be helpful to somebody! :) when I arrived at the facility (which I’ve always RAVED about—Mountainside in CT, but it’s more for drugs/alcohol/dual diagnoses), I was one of only a few mothers—and the only one for whom it was my FIRST experience with treatment (and being away from my family)…

That is legit terrifying to behold.

I “left” my husband with our two toddler children for treatment states away from where we live—the guilt is real, and it is hot, and it is consuming. The second you realize you’re really there—and not where you feel like you should be (tucking your children in at night, giving baths, snuggling them and telling them…

Wait WHAAAAT? Is this photoshopped? I went to the Gawker link but without the comments, there’s no real consensus reached on WTF this is?!

And Inside the Actor’s Studio! So much more about the “craft” and less about “caftans.”

Solidarity, sister! I am right there with you—I was look “ohhhh that looks fun!” And not the two beautiful people kissing part...the sweet sugary deliciousness smeared across my lips...ahhh I WANT CAKE!