pap smear
What follows are some tips that I've gathered from more than 15 years of working with folks for whom getting this life-saving test is an act of heroism.
e-cigarettes
waitressing
You can get results like these in just five dreadfully difficult years!
bras
I tried eczema creams, coconut oil, almond oil, apple cider vinegar and other homemade anti-itch ointments, but nothing helped.
eating
Today, more people are living (and, hence, eating) alone than at any other time in history.
cramps
The boy behind me was singing the theme from "JAWS" as the blood crept down my thighs. Sadly, no shark took his young life.
in

Aug 18, 2014 at 5:00pm | 428 comments

coffee
I've been battling hormonal acne since I went off the pill four years ago, and it has been super hellish.
in

Aug 18, 2014 at 1:00pm | 145 comments

healthy
Here's what makes it harder: Being told by a doctor that your bra is too tight and that’s probably what’s causing the excruciating pain in your right ribs that’s so awful that you literally want to jab a knife into your side and rip the bones out.
in

Aug 18, 2014 at 11:30am | 77 comments

weekend
Going for a walk with my mom is not a chore or an obligation; it’s a choice. I can take in the trees, the water, the pavement and the empty space. I can turn to my mom and share that with her.
weekend
Slowly, my “100% straight” label peeled back to reveal something pretty queer underneath.
weekend
Let’s talk about things you can buy from the grocery store that you can eat as well as have on hand for skin and hair care.
weekends
All week long, I longed for the weekend. All weekend, I dreaded the week.
cubicle
Doing jumping jacks in the restroom is all well and good, until someone catches you and people begin to question why you aren’t at your desk when they need you.
personal trainer
I became a personal trainer to help other people build healthier relationships with their bodies, but in the process, I was undoing everything I had done to help myself.
weekend
I huddled in my bathrobe on a towel and tried not to look at the trail of blood I’d left around the living room.
breast reduction
My average-chested friends couldn’t understand why I would want to downsize.
weekend
By the time things were bad enough to pipsqueak, “Mom, I think something is wrong with me, I think I need to see a doctor,” things were very bad indeed.
food
The only reason you should comment on other people's food is if they are royalty and you have been employed as their personal poison-taster.
in

Jul 25, 2014 at 12:30pm | 268 comments

anxiety
If you were to saw off the top of my head, blow off the dust, sop up the blood and gore and somehow stop me from screaming, you’d find a young girl waving up at you with messy hair and chapped lips, just desperate to be liked.
in

Jul 24, 2014 at 5:00pm | 28 comments

eco-friendly
Including the real reasons hipsters drink out of Mason jars!
iui
Sorting through the belongings, I’ll mourn the nonexistence of my second child the same way I once mourned my mother’s death.
weekend
meds
It made me scared of medication, and I don’t want to be.