Sex + Love

I didn't use the word "asexual" until I was a senior in college. I didn't so much use the word as slur it, in between a long drunken ramble, to my girlfriend and our best friend in our apartment's small kitchen.

After 55 years of being by his side every day, being apart was more than she could handle when he became ill.

Although Obamacare exists, it doesn’t guarantee that all women are actually insured. Whether your employer doesn’t offer it (some small businesses are exempt) or the cost is too high for you, it can be frustrating when finances prevent you from taking control of your own body.

It's so easy to sit and pass judgment on why friends or family stay “trapped” in unhappy relationships. We often wonder why she hasn’t left him/her, why can't she see that she could do much better, why can't she value her self-worth, etc.

But while it may seem like the logical thing to do, for many, it’s not so simple in reality. Many complex factors come to play, and people “stick it out” for all kinds of reasons, often at a personal price.

There was never a lightbulb moment in which I realized, “Hey! I’m bisexual!” I actually spent several years with a growing sense that something about me wasn’t quite the norm.

If a woman displays an outward interest in liking sex, she is automatically labeled "promiscuous." I'm a single mom and I still like sex. A lot.

When I told my friends I was gay, the majority of them said, "I knew it! I kept wondering why you wouldn't tell me." But they never made me feel like I could.

Sure, we're very compatible as a couple. We share the same political views, sense of humor, and even religion. But when it comes to sleeping under the same blanket, we're like the Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphries of the marital bed. I'm a light sleeper, so anything I make contact with other than the sheets is going to wake me up, such as my husband's ice cold feet. He thinks it's adorable to use my warm legs as heating pads for his cold-as-death limbs.