When I was a kid, I asked my parents what bestiality was. At 37, I still have not quite recovered from the mortification. I’d heard the term on Oprah (before she was a potential presidential candidate, and high ruler of the world) and I was curious what it meant. I was not prepared for the answer I … [Read more...]
What Valentine’s Day Means to Me (Now)
There was a time, in my teens and twenties, that Valentine's Day, for me, meant spending the day in a self-indulgent haze of yearning and loss, self-deprecation and bewilderment. I was a smart, attractive and strong young woman, but I found myself perpetually wandering the streets of my youth alone. … [Read more...]