Joni Edelman

My daughter just had 75 of her Instagram yoga images pilfered. What is going on? And what can we do about it?

In today's HELLO, OBVIOUSLY news: National Coffee Day.

You do not have to hate your body — but you don’t have to love it either. While I'm happy with my fat body, I miss being thin.

1. All vaginas are good vaginas.

When I was little, any time I got an insect bite or stubbed my toe, I had to ask my mom, “Am I going to die? If I was going to die from this, I’d already be dead — right?” I also had a 30-minute prayer that I needed to say at each meal or else everyone would be poisoned and die. And corners. I had to check all of them before I went to bed.

Our relationship has been a little complicated. I've loved you a lot, and I've loathed you at least that much, but mostly you've just gone unnoticed. Except for those 5 to 7 days every four weeks when you made your presence quite evident, what with the river of life blood and the random excruciating, and from what I can tell, unnecessary, contractions.

Psychiatric illness is still stigmatized. And that’s hard when you have a psychiatric illness.

As a stay-at-home mom, I've made plenty of sacrifices. Where are my accolades?

Good god, where will I ever find someone who will love me in such a pitiful condition?

[CN: suicide, overdose] Gratitude stops me from ending my life, but it doesn’t stop me from wanting to end my life. Even the fierce love I have for my family doesn’t mean I don’t feel utterly hopeless sometimes.