A Mom’s Letter to Santa
Dear Santa, I wanted to thank you for giving me the one thing I secretly wanted the most this Christmas, which was at least one[...]
I would tell her we are in the right place
There’s a common story I tell about 2016, when I misunderstood that grabbing women by the p*ssy was a perfectly fine thing to brag about[...]
Unburdened by a Drunk Uncle, Apparently
America only understands a drunk uncle at the head of the proverbial Thanksgiving table. I’m not being emotional, trust me. I’ve done enough psychology on[...]
Elections are Therapy
People are always like, “running is my therapy,” and “the beach is my therapy”—but think about it: Anyone whose ever actually attended therapy knows it[...]
When You Stand For Something
In case you’re new here, I’ve found a lot of self awareness in recent years after identifying myself as a 9 on the Enneagram.(If you’ve[...]
The Mean Voice
I was thinking about how I used to smoke cigarettes.First with my friends, in the woods, so I could “fit in.” Then, kind of all[...]
Enjoy this one, because
Just because. We still talk about New York City in 2012. Thank goodness we were with friends, because Chris wanted to spend it in bars[...]
All My Beautiful Minds
“Does your child act as if he’s driven by a motor?” I think about the Pre-K teacher who told me he sometimes “flies” across the[...]
“I’m going to be the best me. I’m sorry if it kills you.”
Sometime earlier this year, I gave a friend very good advice based in the idea that the disruptive act of standing up for ourselves has[...]
Lessons from #RunforRuth: Don’t get Discouraged, Get Strategic
This is the second in a 2-part series. Read Part I here. Ruth Bader Ginsburg may be remembered as a pioneer for women’s rights, but it[...]