Dear decent people, We need your help. This isn't anything new, it's also not an isolated incident. I can guarantee someone in your life have had to deal with this: assholes on dating apps, the internet, in real life. Be warned this is not about all of you. It probably isn't about most of you.… Continue reading Friend, will you help?
In case the warning in the title somehow escaped you, this blog post will be about my periods and vagina. So if you're not interested in or squeamish about the female reproductive organ - well, mine, anyways - then stop now. Here, below are a few links to less "scary" things you can run away… Continue reading TMI Warning: 8 reasons why I can’t go back from the Diva Cup
There are many parts to the endeavour towards gender equality and this is just one of them. There are also many more global issues worth our time and compassion, and, again, this is just one of them. • • • • … Continue reading Understanding and acknowledging women are harassed in public is not enough
The kitties went to the vet today for their half-yearly checkup. I was really happy to see they've both gained weight, and even their wonderful vet said, "they're logic-defying cats!" And then the blood test results came through. At their last visit in March, Simba's blood test showed his creatinine levels were at 340, and… Continue reading Distribution of Worry
In July 2013, Buzzfeed did a listicle called "31 Signs You’re A Third Culture Kid", which includes very true and valid points on what it's like being a TCK. Yeah, my accent is inconsistent, "where are you from?" is a question with no easy (or at least just simple) answer, and the diversity of my… Continue reading The Downside of TCK-dom
A series of motions, You can't control. Ride it out. Ride it out. Look for the lock, Search for the key. Look inside. Look inside. The lock is a challenge, A test of will. Take it in. Take it in. The key is a chance, A lesson to learn. Do better. Be better. You… Continue reading Chasing a Moving Target
I would do anything for my daughter. Even if it hurt me, I’d still do it to make sure she has every chance in the world to become what she wants to be. I had my girl when I was five months shy of my 22nd birthday, and I was but a girl myself. She… Continue reading One Mother’s Story