Without a doubt, much to the detriment of them, us, and all of you. Best thing we can do is work across faith and non-faith lines to combat their seemingly-endless stream of bullshit

Yeah, I’ve got my two now. I’m done.

The most recent what the severe and sudden blood pressure drop during labor for my two-month-old son. You never want to hear a nurse call people into the room while saying the word “emergency,” especially when you are barely able to focus enough to hear anything at all.

Pregnancy and L&D is so dangerous. Not enough people give it the weight it deserves.

Christian here, but I’ve gotta hand it to you guys: You have fantastic food and music (and seriously know how to party, from what I’ve heard). I wouldn’t want to live anywhere that didn’t have the yumminess you brought to the literal table. Beyond that, your traditions surrounding mourning are really beautiful. I love that you prioritize taking the time to sit with the loss of your loved one and really give it the weight it deserves. The continual building of resting places is another one - what a great way to honor those who have passed before us!

L’shana tova, friend! I hope you have a great 5784. :)

I am religious now, but I always swore I’d never walk into a church after growing up in a very Roman Catholic area for exactly this reason. That was the only Christianity that I knew - hating on LGBTQ people, refusing women bodily autonomy, just general hypocrisy with the whole “love your neighbor” thing. Spent some time as a Zen Buddhist, but then felt the call to go to church, so I did some reading and found the Episcopal Church. Went once, got invited to chat by the priest and took him up on it during the week after my second Sunday. Straight-up told him that I’m a bisexual woman who values my rights to leave an abusive marriage and to choose what goes on with my body. His response blew me away: “I don’t have a problem with any of that - and I don’t think Jesus does either.”

That was back in 2012. They’ll get rid of me when they put me I the ground (after a requiem mass, of course). The love and care I’ve witnessed in this denomination just wasn’t possible under the RCC teachings that I always saw as a kid. The more I go along, the more I’m convinced that you can’t honestly be on the political right and truly follow the teachings of Jesus.

Sorry if this is a little rambly. It’s 3:30 and I’m trying to stay awake while I feed my baby.

Just one of them is too many. Those things are freaking terrifying.

It’s about perspective, I think. A 19-year-old is technically a young adult, but is a “grown up” to a small child and a kid to an older adult. I feel like that 18-early 20s-ish range is some weird gray area that seriously depends on maturity level. I’ve met some very wise people in that age range who are far more adult than literal adults I’ve known, but I’ve also met some very, very immature straight-up children in that age range as well.

Then again, maybe that’s all ages? Hmm…

Editing to add: This is my first comment on here. I can see myself settling in and getting comfortable in this new space. I’m happy to have possibly found a new home. I’ll miss rif though.