Money has nothing to do with true love. At least that’s what I was raised to believe, that if you really loved someone it wouldn’t matter how much (or how little) money they had.
Nothing would matter but your love for one another.
You fell in love with the person, not the pocketbook. » Read more
I don’t know if there’s one typical way to grow up, but I’m sometimes told by the people closest to me that I grew up in pretty unusual circumstances. I wrote about it at more length in earlier essays (for example, this one), but the short version is that in the 90s, » Read more
We’re about to go to bed when Justin remembers. “Oh crap, I forgot to give Bela his medicine.”
Bela’s one of our cats, a 17-year-old former stray that originally befriended Justin on the steps of his frat house. Bela was just barely out of his kitten phase then. But for a young cat, » Read more
When I first moved into the house I’m living into now, there were three other people living with me, one woman and two men. And they were all taller than me. A lot taller than me.
Now, I’m not exactly a short person. On a good day, in flat feet, I’m somewhere between 5’5″ » Read more
Not everyone thinks the way you think, knows the things you know, believes the things you believe, nor acts the way you would act.
Remember this and you will go a long way in getting along with people.
My ex-husband had a really hard time understanding this, » Read more
Growing up, I had a television in my bedroom. I’m not sure exactly where it came from — whether it was from my parents or one of my older sisters– but it was a hand-me-down. Obsolete and tiny. Black and white. We didn’t have cable in my house growing up, so the best case scenario started out limited to four channels. » Read more
A lot of people involuntarily cringe when you use the word “deserve,” regardless of context. Because the way most people talk about who’s deserving and who isn’t, there’s a deterministic bent to it, an underlying belief that some of us are born into this world entitled to happiness and prosperity. And others aren’t. Usually this is predicated on factors beyond our control: How rich our parents are, » Read more
Jealousy is in some measure just and reasonable, since it merely aims at keeping something that belongs to us or we think belongs to us, whereas envy is a frenzy that cannot bear anything that belongs to others.
-Francois de La Rochefoucauld
I was alone a lot when I was growing up. » Read more
PQ 25.7 — Who else is affected by my decision to be out or closeted? Do I understand the effect my decision will have on them?
Before I dive into today’s question, I just wanted to make a quick note that **drum roll** THIS IS THE FINAL ESSAY IN THIS SERIES!!!! » Read more
PQ 25.4 — If I am thinking about staying closeted, how will I feel about concealing my important relationships from people who are close to me?
“You know,” I say to Seth. “I’ve been thinking I want to come out as polyamorous. On Facebook.”
Seth frowns. » Read more