Deadlifts and Lipstick

and everything in between



The truth about anxiety

The truth about anxiety is that no matter what words I type, I want to hit the delete button. And that truth transcends into every aspect of my life.

I Do What I Want

I’m halfway through a therapy session when I have a sudden thought. I really want a T-shirt emblazoned with the words “I do what I want.” I want it so badly ... In my head they are code words for “Fuck you...."

I Don’t: A Wedding Paradox

During the entirety of my 20s and 30s I was asked when I was going to settle down and get married. I would always respond: When it’s legal for everyone I will consider it. Then marriage equality happened and I had that “oh fuck” moment...

MySelfies Myself

As my Project 365 comes to a close, I am going to take some time to reflect, and write, about the lessons that came with it. The project helped me be strong enough to ask for help; to be more vulnerable. It’s hard, it sucks, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

The Things We Keep

I want the things that I save and allow to occupy space in my life to invoke a smile, a warmth, to represent a memory recognizable mainly to me.


I think we’re all still just pushing through the season while dreaming of spring’s flowers, summer’s beaches, and fall’s foliage. I sometimes wonder if this is a life but for the time being I am an island. I am bloody Ibiza! As long as I’m not Greenland I’ll be fine.

My Break Up With Fiction

I simply found myself unable to write the ending I’d come to rely on. It wasn’t the ending I wanted for my characters anymore. It wasn’t the ending I wanted for me anymore.

Find the right vibe

In which we ask: Why do sex toys matter?

The Curse of Matching Underwear

Here’s how I know I’m not getting laid tonight… I’m wearing matching underwear.

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