As someone who quit after 5 years in a PhD program (I just couldn’t hack the “maybe one more year”...”maybe two more years” uncertainty of it all - and the politics, and being an underpaid serf treated callously by the professors), I’ve gotta say - I hate the idea of an honorary degree. You didn’t earn a PhD. You just…

I think it’s probably that men are wearing more clothes, and clothes that don’t hug the body as much.

I’m sorry, but I really have to put this here: There, they’re, their:

I’m stealing this!!! :)

Thank you. Project Fi is exactly why I’m thinking about getting a Nexus 6. I have the Nexus 5 right now, and it’s already a little too big for me. That’s really the only reason why I haven’t made the jump.

Thank you. Project Fi is exactly why I’m thinking about getting a Nexus 6. I have the Nexus 5 right now, and it’s…

That is the best. I worked in my mum’s retail store growing up, and the lessons I learned at our shop were just as important as those I learned in my fancy private school. I wonder sometimes about my classmates who didn’t get any experience like that until they were well into their 20s.

YES. I am just now breaking the habit of calling my parents “overprotective.” What a euphemism for treating your kid like a criminal.

I too had ridiculously “overprotective” parents - that is, weirdly obsessive about my every move, what I wrote, what I read, who I talked to, and crushing my budding sexuality. I also had that awful guilty feeling for what I now realize were completely NORMAL feelings of attraction to boys. And like you, I was such a…

Stick with it - you’re doing exactly the right thing. We drove our cars until they reached ~ 12-14 years old, we didn’t buy new clothes very often, we took simple one week-long vacations every year (often overseas, but on the cheap, and during the off-season). We set a small budget for birthdays and Christmas…

“My MIL said to me “I thought you were raised better.” I replied, “I was. He apparently wasn’t.”

Are you me? I recently cleaned out a storage closet, and I found our box of wedding things. In it was a list of all the gifts we had received, and a checkmark next to all the people I had sent thank you cards to. All the names that were my husband’s guests - no checkmarks. That so-and-so never sent any thank you…

I think you meant the “implant that goes into your arm” not the IUD (Intra Uterine Device which goes in your uterus).

The breath work also really helped me slow down my breathing when I swim.

I thought I was the only one who loved John Wayne’s walk! Such an athlete.

I’ve been using this for the last few months, and I think it’s working well. I got it in an effort to stop getting pit stains on white shirts. My only problem is you’re supposed to put it on at night before bed, and I forget a lot of the time. Unexpected bonus - it does last more than 24 hours.

I’ve been using this for the last few months, and I think it’s working well. I got it in an effort to stop getting…

School was my safe place too - and just like your mom, my dad used to threaten to “yank me out of that school.” It was his way of hitting me where it hurt most.

Ugh, me too. ACHILLES! I’m going to a PT and using some physiotape and seeing good results finally - what are you doing?

To everyone who has said the father warned her: my abusive father also used that line “how many times did I tell you not to..{fill in the blank},” where you can insert any number of unreasonable phrases, like “look at me that way,” “act smart,” “talk back,” etc. etc. I was the ridiculously quiet, bookish, good child…

Holy smokes! And I thought my PhD advisors were nutballs. I’m fairly confident they had no idea what was going on in my uterus. After hearing your story, I can look back and be relieved about that.

Focusing on macros has changed my mind about eating out at a lot of restaurants. Hitting my protein needs is REALLY hard if I eat out more than one meal per day, and I’m to the point I only like to eat out once or twice a week or I spend too much time “making up for it” in my next meals. Following macros really makes…