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Anorexia: A Love Story

I don't recall meeting my first love. It seems he was always with me.

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Is it all my fault?

I’m 40 And I’ve Never Had An Orgasm During Sex

That’s part of the problem, I think. I keep waiting for my sexual partners to figure out how to bring me to orgasm.

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Being A Rape Survivor On Public Transit

What do you do when you have no choice on how you get to work?

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I Owe My Life To My Mother's Abortion

Seven years before I was born, my mother made a decision that would change her life—and lead to mine.

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How Tarot Cards Saved My Life

I start each day by drawing two cards for guidance, and then further consulting the deck. Last fall, tarot cards saved my life.

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Even now, I hesitate to call my child’s behavior abusive. But it’s impossible to avoid the parallels between my situation now and how I felt when I was being abused by my partner.

When Your Child Is Abusive

Yelling. Throwing things. Name-calling. The only thing that holds me back from calling my teenager’s behavior abuse is that they are my child.

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I only took a few drags, not sure how I would handle it, and not wanting to get too altered, after all these years. Image: Thinkstock.

Domestic Dope: One Housewife, Half A Gram, And A Clean-A** House

I’ll be the first to admit that a large part of my twenties was spent in a euphoric haze brought on by fairly regular pot smoking. I loved the stuff — and it certainly loved me. I don't feel I ever had a “problem” with it, but I did feel a strong pull to have it in my life.

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I Can Smoke Pot Legally & Safely, But I Won't Forget The People Who Still Can't

I often think about the people in my hometown whose lives were ruined because they live in the “wrong” state. That same stigma causes me to feel horrible after I smoke.

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Being a full-time caregiver can be exhausting at times, but the hardest part is honestly the isolation.

I’m 30 And A Full-Time Caregiver (And It’s Isolating)

While I may not get flowers on Mother’s Day, I live with the daily responsibilities that go along with the adulting of parenthood as a full-time caregiver.

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