Randomly people will screenshot a post from a friend of mine. “Come get your girl.” They’ll say, #dumb.
If it weren’t for these screenshots I wouldn’t have any idea what these people were posting. I made a decision to mute them a long time ago.… READ THE REST
Millennials are known for a lot of things. We are the most diverse generation, the most educated, we are the least republican generation. Only 19% of millennials consider themselves republican (you can thank Trump), and we are also the generation to kill the cereal company.… READ THE REST
Something that has always bothered me as a highly spiritual person, is the way we Christians can bang the “forgiveness” drum. Someone legitimately hurts you, and within weeks or months, people are sermonizing your pain by telling you to let it go, and forgive.… READ THE REST
I’m here, climbing these steps in the gym. Kind of wishing I hadn’t set myself up at such a high speed. I’m already tired. I’m trying to act like I’m not actually dying, huffing and puffing up another flight toward that 200 calorie mark.… READ THE REST
I SAW YOU…
I saw you today and I judged you. I saw you in your tight, size 0, lululemon black leggings and your tied-up, sheer, white t-shirt. You were rocking your long blonde hair extensions (like I once had) and your trendy hat, as you pushed your young child in his ride-on toy.… READ THE REST
There is a man. He is standing outside of a bar. His back is up against the wall and he rubs his hands down her arms as she shivers. She is already jaded and bent from each time he’s exposed her.… READ THE REST
82% of single-parents are mothers. The number of single-mothers has risen over the years as divorce continues to climb at alarming rates and dads disappear.
There is magic in a mother’s hand. It’s soft and forgiving, a mother’s “hush” can sooth a crying baby instantly.… READ THE REST
A friend of mine posted this as his status on Facebook. “I believe in science. I believe in evolution. I believe in Nate Silver and Neil deGrasse Tyson, and Christopher Hitchens. Although I do admit he could be a kind of a jerk.… READ THE REST
Our society has a complex relationship with breasts. They are symbols of lust, the subject of comparisons, and tools for nourishing our children. We are barraged with sexually-explicit images of cleavage and nips. We compare the size of our breasts with those of our friends, yet secretly (mistakenly so!) assume the girl with the biggest boobs is the biggest slut.… READ THE REST
I turned on the news, held my 5 year old daughter in my arms, and cried. Over 500 people injured or killed in Las Vegas. 500 daughters, sons, fathers, wives, ceased to be human beings, and became walking targets while dancing to country music.… READ THE REST
I need to interrupt your newsfeed for this quick alert: black people are tired.
I shouldn’t speak for everyone but as for myself; I am TIRED of being a woman of color, in the age of social media. I am tired of listening to you debate the lives of black males at the water cooler, and I am tired of trying really hard to be unoffensive in my approach, while Larry loose lips shoots from the hip every chance he gets.… READ THE REST
I have just arrived to my place of employment. Everyone’s all “good morning,” and I’m just doing my best to blend in. Literally I noticed snot on the front of my dress while I was backing out of my drive way this morning.… READ THE REST
I’m just going to lay this out there: I have an anxiety and panic disorder. I’ve been plagued with severe anxiety and panic attacks for 12 years now due to multiple childhood traumas, and anyone reading this who has a similar struggle knows that this doesn’t mean I’m just kind of a nervous person.… READ THE REST
If you want your relationship to go to the next level of intimacy, you may have to violate it. Someone please hold my avocado, this is life changing information.
Expectancy Violations Theory talks about what happens when you violate a social norm.… READ THE REST
When I was fifteen my friends and I made dating contracts. It was a compiled list of all the qualities potential boyfriends would need to have in order to make the cut. We signed them in blood and pinky-swore we would never settle for a boy who did not check off ALL of our requirements.… READ THE REST
I was having a conversation with a friend a couple months ago. She was struggling with actually attending church. “I just don’t see why I need it?” She said.
I wanted to prove to her that she did need church.… READ THE REST
This year my daughter will start Kindergarten. Which means I am naturally already having crippling anxiety over her first day of high school. You guys, WHAT THE HECK WAS HIGH SCHOOL?
I went to the principal’s office once. I asked him to repaint the bathroom stalls.… READ THE REST
I’ve lived most of my life to please everybody, but me. Most of my school years featured boy bullies, guerrilla-style mean girls and fake-laughing with people whose pop culture references flew right over my sheltered head. I desperately tried learning to walk, talk and dress a certain way to make you like me.