Tell Elle

Here is your chance to tell Elle anything you've been dying to get off your chest and to get feedback from her and fellow readers.  Disgruntled Chicks need to stick together! 

It's a mix between talking to your therapist (or bartender) and reading your horoscope.  Think of me as your Magic Eight Ball - with a little more street cred than your standard Yes or No response.  Venting is nothing to be ashamed of - it's good for your health. And I won't even charge you a dime.

Disclaimer: I am not a licensed mental health practitioner, but have discovered that laughter is always the best medicine.

Sample vent topics:
  • Micro managing boss.
  • Annoying coworkers.
  • Unhelpful spouse.
  • Identity crisis.
  • The plight of the working mom.
  • Lack of work/life balance.
  • Trying to do it all.
  • Too many kids, not enough time.
  • Dysfunctional family members.
  • Feelings of wanting to run away or at least find a very good hiding place.
Submit your anonymous 'Tell Elle' vent in the comments section below or via email.


  1. I am so happy to have found your blog! I'm a working mom of two young ones too. I just switched jobs and I'm trying to adjust to the new routine. I've been so stressed out trying to be everything to everyone and I don't have any time to myself to recharge. It's frustrating. By the time I get home from picking up the kids from school and try to whip something up for dinner, homework, bedtime, etc., I have no energy left for cleaning up the disaster that is my house. My husband ends up trying to clean it up, and he becomes resentful that I'm not doing as much as he is with cleaning. I don't want to spend another minute on my feet past 9:00. It is causing much strain on our marriage and I want to scream obscenities in his face about his cluelessness.

    Sometimes I think it would be better to just be a stay at home mom and deal with having no money just so I can have more time to do all the things that need to be done. But then, we could never do activities, go out for dinner, travel or buy the things we must. And I don't want to be the sole house cleaner, cook, domestic diva, etc. That would give me a slow death from depression I think.

    I just wanted to vent and hopefully you can understand. Any advice?


    "Trapped in the Rat Race"

    1. Dearest "Trapped",

      I feel your pain! I wish I had the solution for you, but I struggle with the same issues. I try to find things daily that make me laugh, otherwise I would be crying a lot more. As my sister always likes to remind me, 'This too shall pass'. Not very helpful, but it helps take your mind off your misery for a second anyway.

      Thanks for stopping by and come back soon!

  2. I feel so terrible and ashamed of myself! Two nights ago, I went to a work function with a few coworkers that I don't know very well. I had hardly eaten that day and they were only serving light appetizers at the event. Since it was an open bar and I was a little anxious and shy, I proceeded to drink heavily.

    Several drinks later and hardly any food, I was wasted. I should have called my husband for a ride or called a cab, but instead I drove! I was carpooling with a guy and I don't even remember walking to the car much less driving him or myself home. I am so scared at what I did. I was clueless to basic common sense and reason.

    I could have died, killed someone, become incarcerated, and totally devastating my family. I remember fragments of my drive home; swerving, throwing up, partially blacking out. I woke up in my bed in my robe and nothing else. Somehow I'd taken my contacts out and other bedtime routines.

    When I woke up I felt instant dread, shame and fear. I thought I was so grown up and mature and responsible. What was I thinking? I looked at my family with a new eye and was so thankful to have them to hold and talk to. And that they had me; albeit imperfect.

    I don't even want to go to work anymore because I'm so embarrassed. I'm hoping no one saw me make a drunken ass of myself.

    Thanks for listening!

    "Self-loathing in South Carolina"

  3. I'm growing weary of working full time! I miss my kids. I miss just kicking around the house with them. Everything at work seems pointless in comparison.

    Just wanted to vent and I'm watching the clock to go home.

  4. I am starting to hate my boss and my coworkers who want to have meetings for everything. I don't see how anyone can get any work done with all these meetings. I'm starting to become very sarcastic and short tempered with everyone.

  5. I want to be a part of a blogging group, but the one I know of in my small town seem very in-authentic and self-promotional. It's like going to a Tupperware party every time they post up something or want to have an event.

    Everyone is just trying to make money off everyone else, selling their shit and it's just not fun. I wish I could be in a blogging group that were more similar to me; interested in ideas, sharing and having a good time. I'd rather hang out with my kids and husband than them!


  6. I overheard this girl I work with tell a friend that her dentist has told her twice now that she should get braces. She said that she won't do it - she's fine with her crooked teeth. I don't agree. I think she should get braces AND have the enormous raised mole removed from her lower lip area. Pretty soon some hairs are going to start growing from it. I think a nice set of teeth is important for business and the work place. Her teeth are like a picket fence.

  7. I've been anti-social at work lately because I'm focused on getting my work done so I can get home to be with my kids. Plus I'm starting to dislike everyone's judgmental, holier-than-thou ways. I know my boss has been wondering why I won't look at or interact with him or others. He called me in to a meeting to review my workload and other aspects of the job yesterday. I presented my projects in a logical fashion and explained my intent on meeting deadlines and remaining focused. He actually told me I should be more social and spend more time making small talk. This is a FIRST in my life. I've always been told that I'm too social and talk too much. WOW. You would think that employers would want their employees to get their work done and not waste time on the job. Craziness.

  8. I have this insatiable desire to pull mischievous pranks at work, for my own laughter and to break up the monotony. What would be the best joke? Leaving a condom in the bathroom or hallway? Putting feminine hygiene wrappers everywhere, willy nilly? Writing cryptic messages on the bathroom mirror? Blasting hard core rap at random times throughout the day?

    How long must I endure the corporate world with all these ass hats?

    Thanks for the fun bloggery entertainment here at See Mom Work!