1. I didn’t get bangs.
For characters who would’ve been vilified in an older generation, but are celebrated in this one.
There are these moments, Reader, ones so far from what happened that I almost forget my own history. And then BAM! A word, an action, some split-second returns me, reeling, … Continue reading A Thousand Tiny Nameless Things
On being myself before I am anyone else’s or anything else.
The holidays are almost upon us. Cards by the dozen will flood mailboxes. Festive invites to Friendsgivings and Christmas parties. I cherish the closeness. But I’m also single as hell, … Continue reading To be a third wheel
I should be proud to love my body, but I’m not 100% there.
It’s Saturday. In the midwest, Saturday is another word for game day– the highest of holy days. We worship at the altar of college football. Our fight songs are hymns … Continue reading What’s the Rush?
I’m a messy broad, and I’m done hiding it or saying sorry for it.
I’m no longer apologizing for being extra.
Our phone screens are modern mosaics. Each app is another galaxy in the cyber universe, and dating is a huge one. There’s Tinder, Bumble, OkCupid, Her, Grindr, Scruff, Hinge, CoffeeMeetsBagel, … Continue reading Dating Apps: A Masterclass