Why Are Women So Hard On Ourselves?
Sometimes I swear like a MF trucker. No surprise there, but I’m caught off-guard when it’s directed at me. I call myself an idiot when I’m absent-minded. I’m a cow…
Knock, Knock, Knockin’ On Depression’s Door
What happened to me? Did you have it all But hit the wall And didn’t even see it coming What happens when you fall How do you get back up…
Caution: Memory Loss Ahead
They say your memory is the first thing to… something, something. I suffer from CRS — Can’t Remember Shit. Everyday conversation is turning into a game of charades. “Oh, what’s…
An Open Letter To My Boobs
Winnebagos, melons, jugs, cans! Whatever you wanna call ‘em, our boobs need more cradling than just a good bra. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. A reminder to check your…
Let It F***ing Go
“So I just decided to let it go,” said no woman ever. When my husband and I argue, I have the damndest time letting go. I’ll come out swinging with…
It’s Raining, It’s Pouring…My Old Man Is Snoring
My husband’s action-packed nightmares often find him fighting for his life. I've been jolted out of dead sleep by being kicked in the leg, punched in the shoulder, and head-butted...twice.…
