Problems in the mitochondria can manifest in diseases in almost any system of the body, but they are frequently found in the muscles, brain, eyes, kidneys, liver, and GI tract.
My story is living proof that Tinder is not just a "hookup app."
When I wrote my article, I included wedding photos that I had never shared online before, because of the way my body looked in them.
janay rice
It’s so much more complicated than “she’s stupid for staying.” None of us deserved it. Not one of us, you heard?
breast cancer
family drama
My mom, the adventurous, whimsical woman, never really returned after that biopsy.
sex addiction
It always amazes me that the more casual sex I have, the lonelier I feel.
online dating
Online dating has made me feel more alone and rejected than ever.
I’ve had pretty bad UTIs before, so I assumed that was what was happening. That coupled with the intensity of the pain led me to ask my boyfriend, who was getting more nervous by the second, to take me to an emergency clinic.
Today, a guy wrote me a lovely email. He used excellent grammar, and I liked his photos. I replied kindly with equally good grammar.
naked pictures
I memorized the comments and replayed them while showering, while getting dressed, while grocery shopping, while having lunch.
I can handle the mental anguish and physical pain of a serious illness and all its accoutrements, but I can’t handle the fact that my smile is gone. I mourn it every single day.
After I moved to the city, I changed my phone number and made a new email address. I meticulously blocked all of my immediate and distant family members on social media.
Living in that veggie farmhouse commune and cat compound was perhaps more isolating than other living spaces I’d encountered.
near death experiences
I stopped giving a damn whether the people I encountered were real or imaginary and started asking everyone I passed if they had radios. Neither of the first two groups I asked did.
rescue dogs
If Penelope could walk around and do her thing, make friends and continue to be sweet and affectionate, then it was on me to get over my misery and move forward.
I started to wonder--is rape not rape if you are not hysterical after it? Was I less raped because I do not feel completely destroyed?

Aug 29, 2014 at 2:00pm | 53 comments

Or how my husband had sex with a stripper the night before our wedding and I married him anyway.
Would it ruin your day if you didn’t shout a racial slur in mixed company?