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10 Ways To Take Care Of Yourself During NaNoWriMo
Welcome to the first day of the rest of your novel! Whether you’re reading this in the first week or day 30, or maybe even after NaNo is over: Congratulations! Deciding to write is heavy business. Deciding to write during NaNoWriMo is both exhilarating and exhausting, which makes self-care even more important. Right now you maybe be looking at November as a chance to let go of the things you normally feel obligated to do: shower daily, not eat junk, laundry (oh, the laundry), but I want you to look at November a little differently. I want you to see this as a chance to take care of yourself better…
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Do You Know What Causes Sulfur Burps?
It happened again last night: sitting outside, enjoying the evening when all the sudden burp. But this wasn’t the normal “excuse me” burp. This was sulfur, bubbling up from the depths of hell and escaping from my mouth. My eyes widened as both the taste and smell hit, and I said a little prayer of gratitude that no one else was sitting outside with me. Then I remembered that these burps never come in sets of one. It was going to be a long night. So, what causes sulfur burps? We don’t have them every day, so it’s not like this is a normal bodily function or something. Why do we…
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Dear Miss Bossy Pants: My Biological Clock Is Stressing Me Out
Dear Miss Bossy Pants, I’m having a “biological time clock” problem. I’m not 100% sure if I’ll ever want to have kids, but I don’t want to shut out the idea completely because I may regret it later on. Right now I’m definitely not ready to have kids (reasons including lack of funds and lack of a partner), but once I get my act together in the next few years, I’ll be in a better position. When and if I have a kid, I want to be with my “forever person,” but the thought of dating right now absolutely terrifies me. But again, my clock is ticking, so I don’t…
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To The Guy Who Shouted “Whale” At Me While I Was Walking
Thank you for making me feel even shittier and more self-conscious than I already did about taking my fat ass out in public. It’s like you somehow instinctively knew that comparing my body in lycra to the giant of the sea would make things all the better. Sure, I’d been stressed about going out in the first place because of fellas like you with your big loud trucks and those fake testicles hanging off the hitch. I saw you high-fiving your buddy in the bitch seat so I bet he was super impressed with your observational skills and ability to suss out the proper response to seeing a fat woman…
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Dear Miss Bossy Pants: My Husband Had An Emotional Affair
Dear Miss Bossy Pants, My husband had an emotional affair with an underage co-worker. It’s hard for me to even say that out loud. He swears there was nothing physical, but to me, that is almost worse. We had been happily, in what I thought was the perfect marriage for almost 20 years. I was wrecked, devastated, and blindsided by this little bit of grand betrayal. I have absolutely no trust in him anymore, and I can’t bring myself to physically be present in the marriage. What do I do? Sincerely, Betrayed and Beyond Broken Dear Miss Bossy Pants: My Husband Had An Emotional Affair Dear Betrayed and Beyond Broken:…
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I Just Saw A Star Is Born, And Now I Need Therapy
I shouldn’t have to say this (because from the title it should be inferred), but this post is basically one big ol’ gigantor ‘spoiler’, and if you proceed you are doing so at your own risk. Literally, all I’m going to do is spoil spoil spoil A Star is Born, because that movie ripped my freaking heart out and now I need a hug, a snuggly blanket, and long-term, expensive therapy. You have been warned. I Just Saw A Star Is Born, And Now I Need Therapy To begin, I never saw the previous incarnations of A Star is Born. In fact, until last night I had no idea there…
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Should This Woman Live With Her Ugly Engagement Ring, Or Let It Go?
When I heard about this story, my first reaction was to lambast this woman into next week. The idea that someone could be so materialistic that they’d complaining about the ugly engagement ring given to them by their now fiancé made me bristle down to my marrow. Then…then I saw the sucker. Let me tell you, I’ve not turned tail and felt so bad for someone so quickly before in my life. The whole thing started when a Reddit user posted a question in r/relationships asking how to approach her fiancé about not liking the ring he picked out, and ending with the question of, “Should I live with my…
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My Rape Isn’t About You
In 2001 I dated a man who was studying to be a pastor at Dallas Baptist University. I felt good about myself, had been working out, building myself up to be a stronger me, and wanted to date a good guy for a change. Four months into our relationship I went to his place for a dinner of Chinese food and maybe a PG-rated make-out session, and that night he raped me. It’s been eighteen years since that night, and I still remember every single detail as vividly as if it had just happened. Eighteen years, so much therapy, my entire life flipped upside down, life on strong anti-depressants, more…
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Second Chances After Incarceration Shouldn’t Come With Asterisks
Today I read about a privately owned prison in Estancia, NM that closed its doors because it demanded the state and federal government send them 300 more inmates, and the demands weren’t met. The idea that we’ve gotten to a place in this country where we want MORE prisoners is unconscionable and sad. And something that more of us should think about. Why? Because 1 in 10 people are incarcerated at some point in their lifetime. Because at some point each and every person that we’ve ‘thrown’ into prison is going to come out. They’re going to need a job. A house. A way to start life again. And yet, often times…
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5 Ways To Survive The Holidays If You’re Single
Nine months out of the year being single is amazing. You get to date who you want, when you want. You get to go to pound-town with whomever, or hang out with your B.O.B. if that’s what you want. Walking around the house wearing nothing but ripped underwear, and socks that have foxes on them, and eating Haagen-Dazs Rum Raisin ice cream right out of the pint is no big deal because no one’s there to judge you. And yes, Rum Raisin is the best ice cream. But when you’re dating? You have to debate those things. And who wants to debate when there’s new episodes waiting to be binged on Netflix?…
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