Mimi died today. Mimi is the Italian matriarch of my ex-husband”s family, and although I did not keep in close contact with her after the divorce, I loved that woman so much. I met her when I was 30 and she was in her 70's and we instantly liked each other. For seven years she was my family. We spent...
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In a world where women need to smile constantly, as a creepy little tax to simply live in the word, I have a daughter who is just not having it. This is my daughter Boo, as Dorothy, when she was 8. You know, kind of like a “Don’t Fuck With Me” Dorothy. She is not a big smiler. It is...
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This is Marianne. She just had a birthday, and now she is 50. And I love her. But I still have not called her. Why is that? A) I am a shitty friend. B) I want to do something special but couldn’t figure out what. C) I figured it out and was scared to commit. D) I feel guilt for...
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I am an American living in Costa Rica and my Spanish skills are best described as “emerging”. One day in the supermarket, I had my usual lively exchange with the butcher, in Spanglish-centered charades, and then moved on to another aisle of the supermarket. Then a man came up behind me and said: “I like girls with big tits who...
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I had a stroke. I am a healthy 47-year-old with no prior history and no warning signs and I likely escaped permanent brain damage at the 11th hour when I was administered anti-ischemic medications after my husband drove an hour to the nearest hospital that could help me. It was terrifying. It continues to be terrifying every time I hear...
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If you put a lobster in a pot with tepid water and gradually increase temperature, the lobster will be lulled into a sense of security and not realize it is slowly being suffocated to death. Abusive relationships are a lot like that. I am now coming to terms with the realization that I spent over seven years in an abusive...
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Freshman orientation. My husband and I sit together - never a good idea in situations that require decorum. But... this was for the fifth kid and, quite frankly, we were over it. But my ears perk when the speakers turn their focus on the subject of dating violence. It's been an issue at this high school, but I have only heard...
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I have an 18-year-old who just graduated high school. He is awesome. Smart, talented, and funny with a beautiful heart. And he is not going to college. He will spend the next year or more in what will probably be a series of crappy jobs. He will be an entry level, barely educated, minimum wage earner. Do I think he...
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Here's the letter the Stanford victim read aloud to her attacker, Brock Allen Turner: Your Honor, if it is all right, for the majority of this statement I would like to address the defendant directly. You don’t know me, but you’ve been inside me, and that’s why we’re here today. On January 17th, 2015, it was a quiet Saturday night at...
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RBF Resting. Bitch. Face. This is a real thing. It is not a particularly nice thing to say about someone - or really, even a thing that needs to be said at all. Seriously, why is this even a thing that is commented upon? It says resting right in the title - being concerned about how your face might appear...
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