Yeah, my wife won't let me marry again.

Smoky hell.

I weighed 325 and had a heart attack. Now weigh 165. I'm so so so much happier! I do yoga and exercise. Love it!

I came out of a coma, but was still on a ventilator and the feeling when the doctors tried to remove it. No air, can't breathe! I still have nightmares.

Best three things I ever did. Left the abusive guy. Dumped my toxic family. Survived my military career.

Sadly, too many people never wake up to this. I was 11 when the song “Don’t Change” by INXS came out. I asked my 17yo uncle’s best friend (a glam, glitter post punk queer whom I idolized & related to) what the lyrics meant and he gave me a full on life lesson about accepting people for who they are, never trying to change them and walking away from them if you’re not compatible or comfortable with maintaining the friendship cos they’ll never change. It’s one of those formative experiences that has always stuck with me. Probably because I had a severe crush on him and, until he died of AIDS 5 or 6 years later, he was my ideal future & romantic dream. In retrospect, he was my relationship guru and left me with so many life lessons. Love people for who they are, even you have to do so from a distance. Because you’ll never change someone.

Boomerang, typically not good. It doesn't take long to recall why you broke up in the first place.

After reading many comments on this, including yours, I don't understand why my mother would go, year after year. Insane.

I'm 74. I still remember the last time I got super drink on tequila. 1979. Never again. I'll take a shot of whiskey and a beer but it doesn't make me drunk.

Sounds like the skydiver behind OP should not be doing tandem jumps? I suspect it was this way? Or you know, use a parashute? 🤐 /s edit: glad you're alive!

No ty. Bring back the '70's shag carpet. 🙃

It’s a multifaceted job. In my 20s, my femme/lipstick lesbian GBF would strip on weekdays at a popular club in SF. She’d pay me to go and sit opposite side of stage from guests, as far away as possible, & give me a wad of $10s & $20s. She’d dance for the clientele who’d give her $1s & $5s. I’d pull out a $10/$20 so she’d come over and focus on me. It trained them to pull out bigger bills. She walk with much more cash. I also used to fly with her to Vegas 1 weekend a month where she made bank! In both situations, I could tell the workers who were doing it for easy cash & those who were doing it to support addictions or to simply survive. Stripping, dancing & sex work can be enriching, empowering choices for some. It can be a horrible, desperate & only choice for others.

Been there, done that. Cheap enough to probably do it again, but man! On the positive note, I am now way more comfortable and steady on ladders. And with meeting sleepy bats under gable vents while on a ladder.

Two marathons in my twenties. Two knee surgeries in my thirties. Now I can forecast the weather with my right knee & leg.

I wondered if this would be here. The guy out back of the Hofbrauhaus tent who dropped his drawers... had massive diarrhea next to passed out guy... passed out guy waking up to see the show... passing out again. An indelible image in my mind!!!

Had 2, they do suck.

Dafuk did I just read?

I really miss jumping the cliffs. I'm too old and my joints are too stiff to run and jump out far enough. I mean, I might still be able to do it, but I'm past the age of taking unnecessary chances.

Good on; I did something like this in my early years on a motorcycle. I quickly learned bumps in public roads have a much greater impact at 140mph than they do at 65! I'm ok, but once was enough.

Having a child is about the biggest risk anyone can take. You don't know how you will be as a parent, you don't know whether the child will be born healthy or otherwise, you don't know whether you will find it easy to be at the beck and call of a very young child for an extended period of time, you don't know how your partner will be as a parent. Unlike a fridge, you can't have it exchanged or just send back if it turns out you're not cut out to be a parent. So yes, the biggest risk you can take.

Glad he (OceansideGuy23) learned from his mistake. Cheating is to feel a sense of validation, but it’s wholly inauthentic. It also creates a shame spiral for people who already need a sense of validation because they’re shameful of who they are. Or maybe they cheated because they’re just a******s who are incapable of love. Sad!!!

But, reincarnation?

Gee... that's a career move, ain't it? Win an Olympic medal. Be a bus driver.

I'll add 9 years to that total. God knows why they put up with us for so long.

You’ve gotta have a strong, stable & secure relationship with yourself and your partners to pull this off. Not to mention a complete lack of jealousy & distrust. I just feel bad for established couples who open their relationship or go poly when one of the partners aren’t as truly open to the idea. It often seems to be a compromise they feel they have to make to maintain or save their current relationship because their partner is cajoling them into it. And then they realize they’re more unhappy or it becomes more dysfunctional than if they’d just ended the partnership to which they fought to keep. I’ve two newly single friends who left their long term relationships because they were the consenting half of a newly poly situation. Both only agreed to it with their partners because they didn’t want to lose all they’d created together and, mostly, because they didn’t want be alone. Each found their open/poly relationship to be untenable and worse.

Currently on the third one, technically. First two were simultaneous and incomplete (being intersex is fun), now I'm finishing the female one in my early 40s.

My mother insisted we went. Worst day of my life. I like the teacups. Nothing else will do for me.

I absolutely can not comprehend feeling that way about Paris!

Paris is like any large city. You’ll find what you want if you know where to look. I will say, of all major cities I’ve visited, Paris is probs the strongest love/hate relationship I have. Closely inching out Tokyo & Delhi.

Pariss is ugly, dirty and smelly.

If you don't want to go and convince yourself it's boring, it will be. You just gotta be an adult and express your opinion, instead of ranting on the internet years later!

I felt that way about New York. Was on my list of places to visit but now I've been I'll never go back.

One do not have no adhere to all local customs...!

Cats is fine if you like dancing. It's more about the physicality than the soundtrack which is a bit too much of ALW at his cocainiest.

Dumbass!