Maybe that’s why I lose it every time the mental missive “SADIE’S GETTING MARRIED!” flashes through my hippocampus. It’s like I’m showing you my new favorite movie and saying, “Brace yourself, it’s about to get good.”
long distance relationships
We decided to give it a go. Long distance be damned, we could do this. Didn’t love conquer all?
I wanted my friend to be successful, but I wanted her to struggle, just a little.
best friends
I used to worry that I'd be unwittingly ostracized from our little group because I didn't have or want children. Instead, our respect for each other has only strengthened.
The "selfie generation" -- supposedly vain, narcissistic and driven solely by instant gratification -- is actually very considerate when it comes to other people's insecurities, especially when it comes to posting photos online.
#12 I understand that you have a "resting bitch face" and will never tell you to "smile!" or "cheer up!"

Jun 18, 2014 at 1:00pm | 62 comments

single motherhood
Whenever I meet up with any of my sister-wives, I literally feel invincible after I leave.
Isn't there always that ONE person at work who everybody adores and you just can't?
If I could go back in time before taking this job, I wish I knew what I was getting into.
lilith fair
Here’s what I remember: That after smoking the Silver Purple Haze I was hungry for a hotdog.
you are the advice columnist
We had a falling out years ago, but is it ok to have her at my wedding after we reconciled?
When a white woman calls me "girl" or "girlfriend," she reminds me that my racial experience can be co-opted.
Reflecting back on our friendship, I have since come to understand I didn’t just want to be like Mary, I wanted to be Mary.
true friends
I used to feel humiliation recalling all of it — like I’d somehow deserved the bullying — but now I just feel sadness for that poor girl I used to be.
I fear sometimes that I'm out of touch -- out of touch and out of my depth.
One of Angela's last texts to me said, "I love you so much Alexis. Now go out there and be funny."
I want to be the type of person who makes other people feel comfortable, but how am I supposed to do that if I can barely hug my boyfriends?
I can’t undo an experience that left an indelible mark on my racial psyche.

Feb 7, 2014 at 10:00am | 803 comments

you are the advice columnist
I'm thinking about telling him, even knowing it will probably end at least the one friendship.
Apparently lots of people are insecure jerkwads who try to foil their friends' attempts to lose weight. Why am I not surprised by this?
you are the advice columnist
I know that I am not in a good state of mind to be looking for a relationship and that I should love myself as I am, but I can’t seem to be happy with myself as a single person.