I was raised to only call my parents’ siblings/spouses uncle/aunt. Then, I stopped calling most of my uncle’s wives ‘aunts’ because I didn’t respect most of them as humans. I was taught to call parents’ friends Mr/Mrs name, unless specifically informed otherwise (most insisted on only first names).

I’m going to have to switch to a slightly heavier blanket and I’m not thrilled.

I only floss when I know something is stuck between my teeth.

A dentist would lecture me to no end because I haven’t been to one in years. My husband chose the local dental school as our primary dental practice. The same building as my pharmacy school. I’d rather keep not going to the dentist over going there because I despise that building.

Solidly choosing D. I’m not sure I have a real second choice.

Understandable. His was only like $3K of damage, mostly because of sensors in the bumper.

Similar thing happened to my husband a few months ago. Our insurance company is still trying to get our deductible from the girl who hit him.

My husband is the exact same way.

My parents forced us to go to Sunday school after church (we didn’t always make it to church). We were allowed to stop attending after we went through confirmation. My parents were against organized religion but forced us to go to make grandparents happy. Now they want my nephew to go to church? 🤦‍♀️

He claims he’s 5’6”. Realistically, he’s probably shorter.

Similar to the last 26 years of my life. Hopefully it doesn’t take that long for answers for you to get some relief. Keep advocating for yourself.

The anxiety due to medical gaslighting is real though.