Joni Edelman

She says she’s worried that the cat, whose name is Jack, doesn’t know what’s going on. She tried to explain to him that she was leaving for a while.

Welcome to #RavsWriters, an opportunity for you to get to know some of the outstanding human beings who fervently type to make Ravishly the aw

Actually, no, I'm not a gluttonous moron.

I was told that feminism is man hate. That abortion is murder. And then I thought, "What am I doing here?"

Having kids doesn't have to mean the death of your sex life.

If you decide pit or leg hair isn't a big deal, then bam! It's not a big deal.

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.

Misogyny is pervasive. And my three boys are living it all.

Silly me, I thought the darn thing took care of itself. Little did I know I was sorely mistaken and had a vagina complex.

Nutritionists have weighed in on what to order at McDonald's. Here's what I think you should get instead.