Here’s the thing about anxiety disorders: when an attack is in full swing it specifically denies the presence of reason and tranquility. The philosophy of, “hope for the best, prepare for the worst” is tossed right in the bin and replaced with, “fire! fire! everything is ruined forever!”
Dear Slacktivist Friend,
You’re probably going to think I’m a world class prick for saying this, but your half-assed attempt at being supportive of suicidal people by parading around a hashtag is a fucking joke.
Here is a list of things that chap my ass about our food-obsessed culture. This list is by no means exhaustive.
Let’s take a little time out to discuss the #BellLetsTalk campaign.
We all get stories in our feeds about the risk of cancer in our everyday lives. Here’s how to approach news stories and sift through the bullshit.
I poke fun at the industry as often as possible, because who doesn’t love an easy target? Sometimes it sparks debate. This week, it definitely sparked something.
People, your genitals are not being haunted by orgasms past.