As a woman, I find I come up against certain struggles that are unique to my gender. And before you get ALL hasty because I know that’s what you do, this doesn’t mean I’m disregarding the struggles of others, or downplaying them in any capacity. (I do know that men have struggles unique to themselves,…… Continue reading Hear Me Roar, Bitch.
Is what I like to call being creatively blocked. (Which even THAT took me a full 20 minutes and all my brain power to figure out despite it 100% being a double entendre… so she’s here to stay folks) It’s even worse than being cock-blocked. In whatever form it may come in. For me: Writers…… Continue reading Cocked
Dear You, How’s things going? Are you in the first or second round of post-secondary education? The first? Ok. Right about now you’re falling hopelessly, ridiculously and not-at-all-grounded-in-reality in love with every liberal arts class you’re taking. Get through the semester first before you make any rash decisions okay? What else is happening right now?…… Continue reading A Letter to My College Self
The amount of shit I get for wearing leggings and no other style of pant. Let me set the record straight: I will wear leggings if I damn well please and you sir, can go fuck your hat. Yes I’m perfectly okay with the fact that my thighs rub together and I have to replace…… Continue reading #selflove
Coincidentally it actually doesn’t take much – at all! The fact that I spend most of my time inside where I’m far away from all the truly upsetting people, isn’t for any other reason than… I can’t deal with most of you. You might be confused… because sometimes I get overly doughey-eyed and fall in love…… Continue reading How To: Land On My Shit List
Don’t know what the fuck is going on in Standing Rock? Well you should, and not only that you should care, deeply. Let me break it down for you. Standing Rock Indian Reservation falls on the border of North and South Dakota. It is there you’ll find a population of just over 8,000 people that…… Continue reading Standing Rock: Why You Should Care
I gotta be honest, up front. I’m not overly seasoned in the dating pool. Since like … high school, I’ve only had to meet three sets of in-laws (I think). Regardless, I’m here to tell you that I’m a professional at impressing in-laws since all the ones I’ve had to meet adored me. Which is…… Continue reading So You Have to Meet the In-Laws…
I’m finally getting to the age where I say “Congratulations!” to people who announce their pregnancy instead of “Ohhh shittttt… what are you gonna do?”. In my older age I realize there are things that you just have or do when you’re finally an adult that seemed trivial as a younger version of yourself. I’ve…… Continue reading Congratulations! You’ve Made It.
First things first: I like being a girl, and I often feel blessed for my reproductive organs. I’m sure when I become pregnant I’ll go through this other-wordly, chakra opening appreciation for my sheer feminine form, but up until then and no sooner, my uterus can be seen as the ultimate form of awful baggage.…… Continue reading Having a Uterus is Often the Worst
Since I’m evidently in the realm of arrogant life advice, I thought I’d keep that trend rolling with something that came to me recently. In light of all kinds of circumstances, unfortunate realities and just day-to-day bullshit, I’ve adopted a new mantra (which you should adopt too) called “It’s not your fault but it is…… Continue reading It’s Not Your Fault, but it is Your Job