How is everyone doing? When people ask me how I am, my reply is always, “I’m surviving.” I was depressed for most of September. I’ve made...

The other morning, I spent the first fifteen minutes of my day crying on the kitchen floor. When my son descended the stairs, I tried to...

Saturday, April 12th: I’m angry and exhausted. I was not supposed to be a single mom of an almost three-year-old son and the sole...

I still haven’t grieved my cousin yet. I’ve had zero time to mourn. I was focused on the HYROX races this past weekend. I distracted my...

So here I fucking am, my 40th year of revolving around the sun and almost 4 1/2 years exactly since I last sliced open my wrist. I’m a...

It’s been three weeks since my mom asked K‘s full name (I’m only using his first initial for sake of privacy) and she started verbally...

As I watched my friend’s pets over the weekend, I began to feel more uncomfortable each day and felt more pre-labor contractions. I went...

I started writing this post a month ago, and the title went from "Less than 4 weeks to go," to "Less than 2 weeks to go," down to "Less...

I’m thankful that I’ve never been someone who gets nauseous or vomits a lot when they get sick because I had zero morning sickness and...

The stories of veterans losing their lives to suicide that NPR has been sharing recently have stopped me in my tracks. I tried to hold...

Did you know that Isabel Briggs Myers wrote a novel called, “Give Me Death,” that was virulently racist? Yes, she was one of the women...

"I just found out about you and was curious to know how long are your videos on your Onlyfans page are and do you respond to DMs?" First,...

Here I am, turning thirty-six, childless, struggling to pay rent, approaching or already having a mid-life crisis, depending on the day. ...

I am reminded always of how terrible a "writer" I am. I put "writer" in quotes because how can I call myself a writer when I hardly ever...

I learned a long time ago that I cannot trust other people, particularly entrusting them with my heart. I do not have the foundation of a...

I'm composing this hungover, so let me just preface that. Not excruciatingly hungover, but tired, hungry, and dehydrated hungover. I'm...

I drank bourbon last night, smoked weed, listened to Green Day and Story of the Year, sang and danced and talked myself out of my...