This summer, I went through a period of time when my vagina decided to resemble more of a Kerr black hole than your garden variety normally functioning genitalia. Maybe the men I was sleeping with purchased the wrong size condoms; perhaps the sex was simply too drunk and too messy; or maybe my

My boyfriend Sam and I were nearing the end of an impromptu picnic celebrating our fourth anniversary. Sam, who had been acting strangely nervous all day, blurted out that he had something to ask me. In one of the best and surreal moments of my life, Sam got down on one knee, and asked me to

A year ago today, my boyfriend of two-and-a-half years and I broke up.  I had known for months that things weren't working. But this person had been my best friend, my source of comfort for two-and-a-half years. When I was diagnosed with a plethora of health problems, he had sat with ...Continue

I was 10 years old. I had gone to a big sleepover at my friend Lauren’s house, and we were all lying around in our pink pajamas, giggling and eating junk food and sharing our middle-school gossip.The conversation began to wind down when Lauren’s cousin Jennifer, who was older than the rest of us,

In a “Netflix and Chill” society, it’s hard to believe romance is alive, especially via dating apps. How we went from expecting a prospective date to wine and dine us to giving him the opportunity to prove he can pay the one-screen Netflix membership fee and an electric bill is beyond ...Continue