How Your Emotions are Hidden in Physical Pain and Dis-ease

You’ve had a stressful day at work. You come home feeling tense in the shoulders. Your muscles have tightened up and you end up with what is...

“Real” Poly, Part 2: What it means to be polyamorous

One of the questions that seems to come up repeatedly is, “Am I really poly?” Or, “I guess I’m poly.” Or even, “Is that poly?” And if that’s not enough,...

Divorce Sucks. . . And it’s Awesome

Divorce sucks. I moved here and took a non-ideal job so that she could be closer to her parents. What was I rewarded with? Getting cheated on....

You Like Me, You Really Like Me

Throughout my life I have noticed that there are certain men who literally have a twinkle in their eye.  The twinkle also seems to come with a...

Yellow

I remember lemonade-- Country Time to be exact. At the curb we made a stand in summer, 1983. Twenty-five cents in a trickle-down economy. I did not...

fabrication

many nights i’ve spent throwing my wishes at the sky hoping against hope that a star would hear my cries my mind is housing illogical imaginings dreams of you by my...

I Fell in Love with a Murderer

I am healing. These deep wounds of mine keep coming to the surface. I have slept with a murderer. I was in a relationship with him for...

My Father’s Daughter: A Job Description

by Pamela Denchfield Because the child does not have the power to withhold consent, she does not have the power to grant it.--Judith Lewis HermanThe bridge out of...

How To Help Someone With PTSD

How to help someone with PTSD - By Haven Strange Post Traumatic Stress can affect your mind and body for years after an event. It is not limited...
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purgatory and no leverage

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Words Written in Marker

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Mrs. Knapp’s Ice Cream Cone

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Breaking with Tradition: our November Call

UGH! Pictured here is a tragedy of tradition. What I have fondly come to think of as Mr.-Tippy-Head-Candy-Face came into my life, um, some time ago. I...

Quality of Life and Iftar Ghazel

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The Big Bang of Self-Awareness

Twenty-three and recently single after a painful break-up, graduated from college but still waiting tables, I pretended to myself that I was already both...

More Than a Teacher, He was a Mentor

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This past July and August, I worked on my tan. As I sit here typing my nose is even a little sunburned, something I...

Stories from the Borderline of Hate and Suspicion

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