Maybe this is why I was crushed by the little things, like getting a mysterious card in the mail from my aunt Ilene. I saw it in my mailbox when I was leaving for The Co-op and took it with me to work, expecting it to be an early birthday card (and feeling mildly heartened at the sweetness of the gesture). Well, it wasn't. It was an invitation to a baby shower for my cousin Craig's wife Lisa. I didn't even know she was pregnant. The one tiny action of opening that card left me crushed for not getting the birthday card I had thought I had gotten, and also, for finding out about yet somebody else who was pregnant who wasn't me. It's not fucking fair.
I Can't Breathe Without Affection
Maybe this is why I was crushed by the little things, like getting a mysterious card in the mail from my aunt Ilene. I saw it in my mailbox when I was leaving for The Co-op and took it with me to work, expecting it to be an early birthday card (and feeling mildly heartened at the sweetness of the gesture). Well, it wasn't. It was an invitation to a baby shower for my cousin Craig's wife Lisa. I didn't even know she was pregnant. The one tiny action of opening that card left me crushed for not getting the birthday card I had thought I had gotten, and also, for finding out about yet somebody else who was pregnant who wasn't me. It's not fucking fair.
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A few words about the Haves vs. the Have Nots: Thursday night, Express Bus: More than three and a half hours to get home, involving walking several…
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So my day: I requested today off from work because I was invited to a conference, only I got uninvited (apparently the conference overbooked). Since…
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Because last night's post seems to have struck a chord, I wanted to talk a bit more about fat, fat shaming, and the old trope of hiding behind…
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