One evening a couple weeks ago I woke up from a nap and groggily checked my phone, then my email. Sitting in my inbox was a message from Daniel Jones, editor of the Modern Love column at The New York Times. Even if you haven't heard his name, it's likely you've read, or perhaps even... Continue Reading →
Perceiving one's own attractiveness is a complicated thing. It's walking a line between narcissism and self-deprecation. Somewhere in the middle is the goal, at least for me, but it always feels like I lean too far to one side or the other. I can be both self-deprecating and narcissistic, although typically not at the same... Continue Reading →
Don't get me wrong, I also love people and the way they touch my life -- they have the unique ability to lift me from the depths of despair, but in this moment -- as I write this post -- I absolutely hate people.
*Don't you just hate when someone writes a story in fragmented sections and then publishes them out of order? Well, okay, I'm sorry! But here is the prequel to my previous Sex and Sickness posts. When I first got sick in 2010 I was dating a gorgeous, smart, blonde-haired kinesiology major named Molly (not her... Continue Reading →
*Wait! Did you read Part 1? Please do so, otherwise this post will seem a bit confusing. Okay, where were we? Yes, we were making out. Myself and Mia, that is. Or had I gotten to that part yet? All right, let's back it up for a minute. When Mia first arrived there was hugging... Continue Reading →
*While this blog post contains some content that may be too explicit for some people, it is my belief that if one is intelligent enough to read and understand the words in this post then one is mature enough to handle the subject matter as well. Having said that, reader discretion is advised (especially my... Continue Reading →