Basically, all advice ever given has the hidden disclaimer “Your mileage may vary, you do you,” attached to it. Even if the writer doesn’t come out and explicitly say it, it’s implied. If enough people read a piece, someone will stumble upon it that will find the contents of the piece unhelpful. It’s expected. » Read more
I don’t know what it is, but there’s something about you that makes me want to forget the facts. To put aside reality and all the reasons that we shouldn’t be together.
You make me want to just let go. Jump in. Let myself fall.
You make me want to set aside my principles. » Read more
Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!
I just wanted to take a moment and thank the guest writers who have contributed to Poly Land over the past 2 years. I do my best to deliver quality content, but I am only one person. Part of what I envisioned when I started to publish articles on Poly Land every day was the opportunity to bring OTHER voices into the conversation and help to provide a more rich mix of perspectives. » Read more
Slut Shaming Is Bad, I Am Sex Positive
I recently wrote a post in which I delved into a possible explanation for why some people slut shame others, drawing from the work of social psychological researchers who have delved into why female sexuality, in particular, is so often suppressed. Discouraged. Stigmatized. And yes, » Read more
I’m standing in a lushly decorated rooftop bar holding a drink that cost me more than I think a drink should. Although it’s a heavy pour, so that’s good. I’m dressed to the nines. Chic dress, lace pumps, suit coat. I’d spent hours earlier combing my wardrobe for the best pieces, looking for something that says “trendy businesswoman mixed with just a touch of first lady.” » Read more
The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
So, while driving in the car with the person sitting right next to us, we think about other things. We aren’t interested in him anymore. » Read more
When Sweetness Is the Whole Problem
“I feel bad about being so upset with her,” she says. “She hasn’t really done anything wrong herself.”
I nod. “I was really surprised to hear you were having trouble with her. She’s so sweet. Not the sort of person I would ever imagine getting under your skin.” » Read more
I’m out on a long walk when I see him. A flash of red just at the edge of my vision. And then I hear the song.
I pivot to see him perched up on a power line on the other side of the road.
They say when you see a cardinal in your yard, » Read more
I recently discovered an easy way that you can pull up your entire search history.
So of course I took the bait. I figured what better way to get to know myself? Seeing what I wondered about when I thought no one was watching. Take that, Past Self! Big Brother is watching you… » Read more
“Millennials drive me crazy. They’re so whiny. And entitled. They’re ruining the country,” she says. “But not you,” she adds quickly, “You’re an old soul.”
You Don’t Get to Say that I’m Not Included So You Don’t Have to Rethink Your Bias
Cut the crap.
I am a millennial by birth year. » Read more