I'm very thankful to my mom for giving me a better life than that. For giving her sister a better life. You see, that same year is when she met my dad, and never looked back.
You see, I don't know your mom but I severely doubt that she never looked back. Experiences like these tend to haunt people for years if not forever! As I said before: I'm glad I have no personal experience of rape - but I know more than enough people who do. My roomie was raped when I was in my early twenties. I was the one who picked her up from where it happened, the one who went through everything with her.
And then years later she apologized to me for 'putting
me through this'. She felt sorry for
me, not herself! I never even felt as though I was going through anything. And I certainly don't think I'd have had a better life if she'd suffered in silence. I just hate how women are basically expected always to put the interests of everyone and the neighbour's dog before their own - even when they clearly need to put themselves first for a change. Basically we're being lauded for treating ourselves like shit after others have done so. No thanks! [insert pukey smiley here]
That would be me - as said before: I don't post here much. Except I don't think there's anything wrong with me.
I've read the posts of many women who think there's something wrong with them - for their whole lives, and reading stupid shit on the internet placed there with no thought by insensitive dickheads just makes it worse.
Same here! Which is why I'm sufficiently pissed off to stop lurking right now.
And as for the dandruff: Rinsing with vinegar says my mom. And mom always knows best!