Joni Edelman

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[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.

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

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

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

I'll let you in on a little secret - being thin didn't make me happy, but being "Fat" does! Be fat and happy. Be unapologetically fat.

Now that I've embarked upon the decade I once considered "old," there are a few things I'd like my 20 (and 30) year-old self to know.

You can work your butt off and still be left with a tummy. Bummer.

It's not always easy to find a new partner when you have kids in tow. But not only is it possible, it's worth it.

It's #STDAwareness week here at Ravishly. We're kicking it off with this handy chart!