I’m tired of feeling “not normal”. I’m tired of the depression and anxiety cycles that are still too close together. I keep reminding myself that we’re still in lockdown, that we’re still in a pandemic, and that we’re all still dealing with hyper vigilance and unprecedented levels of stress. But…

I had a conversation with a close friend recently, where she told me that she is 100% done with both men and feeling hopeful about relationships. To give a little context, this is not like “I’m never drinking again,” only to hit the bar twelve hours later. My friend has…

The first thing that I saw when I checked my Instagram this morning was that my latest post had a comment — yay! My comment buzz was short lived. The comment was from a person who took umbrage with the content of my post. She called me salty. …

It’s an interesting question. I have many friends who have been sexually assaulted and/or raped, and I think because I’m very open and honest about my experiences and how I’ve managed the resulting trauma, these friends feel comfortable talking to me about their experiences and trauma. Without trying to sound…

Getting blackout drunk, not having an internal “stop now” alarm is a serious red flag. I didn’t think his drinking was too bad. I knew I found it annoying when he drank until he was sick, mostly because I HATE vomit. …

I’ve been thinking recently about sex and safety. Not in a “get tested regularly, use protection” kind of safety (although yes, that is very important), but in a more intimate sense. I think it was maybe the second date/evening with Mapland that I told him he makes me feel incredibly…

I like to think that I’m good at being vulnerable. That I’m brave in the way that I wear my heart on my sleeve, that my glass face shows what I’m thinking or feeling, and that I make little to no attempt to hide it… I share stories of things…

You can wear emotional armour, but the effect is the same as wearing none: people will break into you either way. It’ll just hurt more if you get cut by the sharp edges of your pierced armour. Let them see who you are anyway, whether they deserve your vulnerability or…

Allow me to weave you a tale Of masculinity so very frail Tis a telling that will surely haunt The cautionary tale of Princess Croissant Our two main characters, fresh from breakups each For a dating app they both did reach They swiped left, and sometimes right, Until ping! A match…