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Man, the pandemic… it’s… ugh… it’s a bad time.
Regardless of who you are, whether you’ve got your feet on the ground and are looking at peer-reviewed data or have decided to don some manner of tinfoil hat (of any shape or size), these times are difficult and frustrating.
If you’re one of those folks who think this whole thing is no big deal re: public health (for purposes of disclosure, » Read more
I confess: I’ve always wanted to be taller.
Oh great, now Skee-Lo is playing in my head. I’ll be back in about 4 minutes to finish this essay after I listen to that magnificent earworm. I wish. I wish.
Okay, I’m back.
It’s not that I’m short, » Read more
As I’ve written about many times before, I grew up in a fairly conservative large Catholic family in the Maine woods. We didn’t talk about sex openly. When it was addressed, it was always uncomfortably and framed as something bad that I as a woman would go through in order to have what I as a woman should really want — » Read more
I think a lot about fear and selfishness. This is partly because no matter how hard I try, I can’t escape my own. Not completely. No matter how much my higher brain tries to override those impulses, there’s something else that lives within me that’s primitive, ever-present.
And sometimes it’s screaming like Hell. » Read more
I’ve covered a number of topics since I started this series, Psyched for the Weekend, at the end of 2018. I first started writing these articles after I finished the PQ series, a different weekend feature of just under 200 posts in which I publicly answered all of the chapter end reflection questions in a book on polyamory authored by someone else. » Read more
Some people are pretty quick to wake up in the morning. They open their eyes, and they’re basically instantly awake. True, maybe they don’t want to leave the bed right away for other reasons — say, because the blankets are warm and it’s cold outside, or because they have a nasty day at work ahead of them. » Read more
It’s funny. My parents are completely responsible for the fact that I play video games now. It was a huge event when they came home from shopping in Portland (not the one in Oregon but the other one, the largest city in Maine, about 2.5 hours south of where I grew up) touting a brand new Nintendo. » Read more
I’m scrolling through my Facebook feed when I see it. It’s a post from someone who’s not my friend but I have a lot of mutuals with. And because she’s set her feed on public, whenever my friends interact with something she’s written, Facebook likes to bring it to my attention.
And this time, » Read more
In an earlier installment of this series, we dove into how commonly women fake orgasms and why. Feel free to read that article for more information, but here are some highlights:
These days I live with a romantic partner who makes me very happy. Before I met them, I didn’t know this was actually possible. I’d had long-term relationships before, but I’d never been with someone who was so supportive. And frankly, even as responsive in conversation, if I really think about it (stumbling on today’s study prompted me to). » Read more
