Someone left a gross food bowl on the bathroom sink at work for several days and then this happened.
Was excellent. We had dinner and then sat and talked long after we were done eating. The whole thing lasted about three and a half hours. I just kept thinking “You’re cute." He is really cute. He’s also smart and funny and into food and music and travel and Boston terriers. The conversation was very easy and comfortable. And I liked the way he looked at me.
He’s about to go out of town for three weeks but we both expressed an interest in getting together when he gets back.
So remember a few weeks ago when I stopped taking my antidepressant?
THAT WAS A FUCKING STUPID THING TO DO.
For about two weeks I felt fantastic. I was so happy! Life was great! Wheeee! And then gradually things started to decline. At first I was a little mopey but then I started having horrible mood swings. I would have moments of elevated mood but more and more frequently I was angry, sad, and anxious. I stayed home from work Friday and did a lot of crying. I spent most of Saturday crying. The suicidal ideation came back. I came home from therapy last night fighting waves of panic.
So I started taking it again this morning. I’m only taking half the dose I was, and hopefully that will be enough to help me get my shit together again without causing the annoying side effects.
It’s clear to me that I’m going to have to keep taking it until a few of my major stressors have been resolved, particularly my divorce. And I need to get really, truly emotionally healthy before I can manage without it. I don’t like the feeling of emotional numbness that comes with Zoloft, but it’s way, WAY better than how I’ve been feeling the past few days. I need to remember that. My brain has been absolute hell lately.
This is exactly why I will never give American Apparel a single penny.
Not only does the founder have a history of raping female employees (some of them teens), masturbating in front of female reporters, harassing female employees, promoting sexism, and promoting pedophilia, but it seems they’ve now gone to straight-up advertising with pornography which appear to be creeper shots.
The above is an actual advertisement they posted on their tumblr page.
I had to blur it out because that is not even remotely SFW.
The original link is posted in the source. I don’t recommend you click it.
American Apparel needs to be held accountable for their crimes against women, and particularly the founder, needs to be put in prison for rape and pedophilia, among other things.
These bastards will never get any of my money.
Have said before, will say again: American Apparel can die in a fire.
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Other women are not my competition. I stand with them, not against them.
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This reminds me of Dar Williams’s “As Cool as I Am.”
"And then I go outside and join the others. I am the others."
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I’m not sure what’s more depressing: the fact that I’m applying for a job that only requires a bachelor’s degree and no experience, or the fact that said job pays as much as I’m currently making with two master’s degrees after almost two years as a social worker.