The hardest thing is to make time for our pleasure.
“Do you think maybe it was a mistake to break up?” I said to a former boyfriend during a phone conversation, 3 months after he ended our relationship. I was devastated and unable to heal. He kept calling me. Our relationship had lasted several years, my first real...
“You’ll be a pretty girl when you grow up” my dad said when I was probably around 10. I felt like I was in a car driving on the highway and hit a road block as soon as I heard this. I tried so hard to be what he wanted, to be someone he could tolerate spending any...
I was colliding with my “good girl” façade. I was wrestling with what I was told I was supposed to be, and the lived experience of failure that demanded I crack the façade and dance with carnal desires.I sat on the bathroom floor crying ugly tears. My marriage was...
Ishaan’s mother refused to come downstairs to our Christmas party, pouting in her room for the evening instead. “She doesn’t feel like we’re welcoming her,” Ishaan hissed at me as our guests arrived. Towards the end of the evening ten or so of us began playing that...
