I’ve said it briefly before, but I want to say it again in more depth: I’m not ashamed of my emotional disorder. In the six months since I started writing for a living, I’ve had a rash of people — okay, trolls — on the internet writing e-mails, leaving comments, and even writing blogs about my mental stability, but specifically saying that there’s something “wrong” with me.
I mean, kind of. I have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I don’t think I’ve ever said explicitly why: Because I was in a long-term, abusive relationship, and because six months after I left it, I was raped. On top of that, I was diagnosed with ADHD when I was 13, and I’ve gone through a slew of diagnoses to figure out exactly why I feel emotions as intensely as I do, and my doctors and I have recently settled on it being sort of a generalized personality disorder — not exactly one or the other of those listed in the DSM-V. Keep reading »
Make It Stop is a new weekly column in which Anna Goldfarb — the blogger behind Shmitten Kitten and Shlooby Kitten — tells you what’s up. Want a fresh take on a stinky dilemma? Email firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject “Make It Stop.” She’ll make it all better, or at least make you laugh. Girl Scout’s honor.
First up, how to dump some who uses you as a personal taxi service: Keep reading »
I mostly use Tinder to pass the time on the subway. But about three weeks ago, I matched with The Marathoner. Given the information provided in one’s Tinder profile, all I knew was she enjoyed running and was highly attractive. She sent me a message asking about the Charles Dickens’ quote I had in my profile; the next thing you know we had our first date planned. We decided on going to a local brewery that was having a bacon party.
We shared a few flights and enjoyed lots of bacon. We talked about the usual first date topics: our likes dislikes, what we do for a living, etc. I’d said it went very well, as far as first dates go. We had good chemistry and she seemed like the type of woman I was looking for; fun, intelligent, athletic, and attractive. When it came time to part ways at the subway, I asked her out on a second date and she said yes. Keep reading »
“Experts” are constantly telling us how to do things: How To Find Your Soulmate In 5 Days, How To Brew Your Own Beer, How To Write The Perfect Love Letter and so on. But I’m convinced the kids of the world should really be the ones running it, what with their impartial insights and inability to bullshit. Lucky for those of you who need some help with the ladies, some smart kid has written a no-fail guide on “How To Pick Up Chicks” (which he spelled ‘Checks,’ but this has nothing to do with banking). This, my friends, is how it’s done. [Reddit]
Actress and comedienne Courtney Rackley writes and stars in “Firsts,” a web series that follows the — you guessed it — uncomfortable firsts in a relationship. Part painfully accurate and part wildly absurd, the series follows the awkward adventures of couple Chuck (Troy Ruptash) and Sally (Rackley). There are 10 episodes so far, but here’s the very first one to get you hooked. In “First Night Of The Rest Of Your Life,” Sally has an all-too-familiar chat with her best friend while she gets ready for a date.