Stop the cycle of self-destruction and move on with your life like a person who actually cares about your own wellbeing.
I got a new IUD put in. It didn't go that well.
I'm knocking on 40's door and rocking a big ol' wire retainer. It's totally dorky, I speak with a lisp, and prevention would have been SO MUCH cheaper.
It's a really common illness -- one in 10 women have it. That’s similar numbers as diabetes, but no one knows what endometriosis is, so no one knows they should care.
I feel certain that my doctor did not prescribe me Topamax for its possible weight loss side effects, but that small mention stuck with me as the hardest to process, because it comes with the most baggage.
I was on a mission, to find a way to do laundry without causing my husband's nether regions to puff up like a toaster pastry.
ice cream cleanse
This was not as fun as I thought it would be.
Dance like no one is watching. Even though they definitely are, and they are definitely judging you, and ohmygodIcantbreathe.
Children rely on ritual and stability, and it's a huge comfort to them to repeat the same actions every night before bed.
I had to decide if I really wanted to know my health risks, because the results could be very emotional.
Does my one cigarette per month truly shove me into the same category as the woman lying in a hospital bed, speaking through a tube, talking about how she lost her left foot from smoking? I’m not a doctor, but I don’t think so.
the good men project
Giving up wine and chocolate may sound hard, but if you really want to be reborn, you’re going to have to give up some emotional bad habits.
Sitting too much. Too much smartphone time. We are endangering ourselves in really boring ways people.