Years ago, when I was about, oh, a year into my relationship with my now ex, he and I got in a fight (over what, who knows), I lost my temper, and I started hitting him. Not in the face, but on his arms, my fists balled up. I think I shoved him a few […]
I always thought “settling down” was a euphemism. It meant nesting and discovering the pleasures of Saturday nights on the couch, cuddling in sweatpants. And it does mean that a little bit. But in my case, “settling down” has meant literally calming down. The parts of me that were more spontaneous and manic, quick to respond and […]
In my early 20s, I wore size 24 jeans and my enormous boobs demanded an H-cup bra, a letter no woman should have to associate with lingerie sizing. I couldn’t fit into restaurant booths or through the subway turnstile. I even once held up an entire roller coaster ride at Six Flags so I could […]
When I got married, one of my oldest friends wrote on her card, “I am so glad you married someone so cool!” When she got married a year later, luckily I felt the same way. I know we’ll be friends for a long time, because I think she married someone that brings out the best […]
I consider myself a fairly patient person. I grew up in a house with four siblings and three pets—I can put up with a lot. But if you want to set my foot tapping and my eyes rolling, just start complaining about your life. Recently, for example, I caught up with an old friend. Last […]
I used to be the sort of person who was always looking for the next big thing. In high school, I wanted to be in college. In college, I wanted to have a job. Every job I had, I wanted to be more successful. I didn’t learn about stillness, about just being, until I had […]
When people think of sex addiction, they think of men like Tiger Woods and David Duchovny who got caught barreling headfirst down the hedonistic rabbit hole. But I am a female sex addict in the truest sense of the term. Thanks to sketchy DNA (I’ve also struggled with alcoholism and cocaine addiction) and sexually traumatic […]
Here is a list of people who really, really, really want to see me engaged: Me. (Obviously.) My boyfriend, who is saving money for an engagement ring. (Although you probably know more about that than I do.) My mother. (Who, every time she sees him, badgers offers to help him pick the aforementioned ring out.) A Roman Catholic priest whom […]
I like to consider myself a strong and independent woman. I live alone; I take care of myself and never waiver in my beliefs. I’ve managed to convince myself that I’m fearless; I look confrontation in the eye and am without regret in my behavior – even when it isn’t the most flattering or well […]
