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  • I May Be Dating Myself a Bit Here

    The most romantic date of my life ending with me walking in the chilly February rain, without proper boots and carrying no umbrella. I’ve walked in the rain (on dates even)…

  • “You just think because you don’t yell, you’re not mean.”

    I was watching Knocked Up (because I actually have terrible taste in movies and love that one) and when Debbie says, “You just think because you don’t…

  • I, Pariah

    I was married for 11 years, and with that man for almost 20. Barrelling into midlife was predictably tumultuous for me, but I felt that, by 40, at least my marriage was ready to…

  • unwanted : happy

    As a child, I’d throw tantrums so epic, my mother started recording them on tapes for me to listen to later, to show me just how irrational I’d been. As a teen,…

  • Ugh, why do you overshare so much?

    Shh, don’t tell people that! What’ll they think? Keep more secrets, be mysterious, stop telling the world your problems. Why do I overshare? Where is my shame? Why do…

  • The Show Me Your Brave Project: Why it Matters

    Awhile ago, a reporter reached out to me about the Show Me Your Brave project. The project was something I started rather casually (and quite by accident), collecting stories of…

    840 days

    It’s been 840 days since I became officially separated, and though I vaguely recall the early days of feeling like my life was crumbling before me,…

    Six Months

    Six months. It’s been six months since my husband left me. I’ve lived a fairly public life for so long that I’ve been feeling a little…