I could have just said “I don’t know” or deflected the question. I didn’t have to say anything. But when my boyfriend’s parents asked me over a family dinner the other night what I might want write a book about, I answered honestly: my struggles with depression.
Surprised, I think, neither parent said anything in response, which made me feel nervously awkward. But then another relative chimed in with her own depression story. She said when she started taking anti-depressants, she would sleep all day, so I shared that Lexapro used to make me conk out, too. Then the relative kept on talking, and pretty soon, the dinner convo had veered onto other topics entirely.
I’m not ashamed that sometimes I feel unbelievably sad and my life is temporarily derailed. My extended family knows about it, my roommate knows about it, even my boss knows about it. But I woke up the next morning and asked myself, “Did I really just tell my boyfriend’s parents that?” Keep reading »
No one wants to think about sweet ol’ Grams getting freaky with her new dude—but senior citizens still have a libido and, unfortunately, nursing homes make having a sex life nearly impossible, argued psychologist Ira Rosofsky in the L.A. Times today. Keep reading »
It’s no secret that condoms are no fun to use, but a new study says that having unprotected sex may actually be better for your mental health.
When Stuart Brody of the West of Scotland University, Paisley, asked 99 women and 111 men about sexual pleasure, he found that the ones who go bareback handle stress better and experience less depression. Humans might be biologically programed to enjoy unprotected sex, Brody theorized, since we were boinking for thousands of years without Durex Pleasuremax.
There are lots of other theories, though. Maybe people who don’t use protection want to start families and are at an emotionally-ready and healthy place to begin with. Or, maybe unprotected sex, while more risky, just feels more intimate and that makes everybody happier! [Scotsman]
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What happened to the celebs of the world this week??? Jude Law got himself a baby mama, Roseanne Barr posed as a Nazi, and Lindsay Lohan begged for a chance at reprising Marilyn Monroe’s role in a remake of “Some Like It Hot.” It may take all weekend just to wash our brains out after this one.
All the celeb news you missed this week on The Frisky, and more, after the jump: Keep reading »
Well, hipster ladies, there you have it. George-Michael Bluth is single now: Michael Cera and Charlyne Yi hath broken up, says Star magazine. Charlyne Yi played the giggly stoner girl in “Knocked Up” and Michael Cera is, of course, Michael Cera. According to a source, “He’s been with her since before he was super famous and now all these girls fawn over him. He’s itching to date other people.”
No one would care about the alleged Yi-Cera breakup if not for the fact the two are starring in a quasi-documentary/quasi-comedy “Paper Heart” together and doing the press junket thing to promote the flick right now. Awkward. [IMDB]
UPDATE: Thanks to commenter _jsw_ for pointing out the correct spelling of Charlyne’s name. Keep reading »
When my boyfriend IM’d me something called “Swedish Lesbians Suck Sperm Banks Dry,” I initially thought he was just horny. But, lo and behold, it’s actually an article about how more lesbian couples in Sweden are using donor sperm from fertility clinics for artificial inseminations. In fact, one Swedish hospital reported an 18-month backlog for baby juice! In a roundabout way, the spike in lesbians at sperm banks is good news: Swedish law changed in 2005 to allow gay women the right to fertility treatments at the country’s hospitals. Though The Register calls this the “problem” contributing to the backlog, we think reproductive justice is awesome. Whip out your Playboys, Swedish dudes. Lesbians of Sweden who want to be mommies need you! [The Register UK] Keep reading »
“Thank God us wifeys are around to take care of our doofy husbands, or else they’d kill the entire family over a bowl of popcorn!” We love you, Sarah Haskins! Keep reading »
The whole nation got pretty excited yesterday for Obama’s beer summit with Henry Louis Gates Jr., the Harvard scholar, and Sgt. James Crowley, the Cambridge police officer who arrested him. But I couldn’t help but wonder if it had been women involved instead of two men, if the nicey-nice photo op and beer summit chat would have ever happened.
I’m not asking if Hillary had been elected president would the beer summit still have happened. (Although I doubt it, just because beer doesn’t seem her style.) I’m referring to the idea of a beer summit among women—sitting around a table, disagreeing, drinking beers, shooting the breeze, talking things over, walking away from both the initial ugly confrontation and the ensuing awkwardness possibly as friends. Keep reading »