Yes, my saga of Quasi Pause continues, but at 52 after nearly 25 years of living with HIV, I truly never thought I’d be dealing with these issues because I didn’t think I’d even be alive.
Read MoreWe all know how important it is to relieve stress. People meditate, go for a run, contort their bodies into the wounded peacock, and go for long walks on the beach. But what if we all relaxed like our parents did instead?
Read MoreFor 55 years, I scarfed down Ben and Jerry's and nachos and bad pizza like the rest of you, until one day I realized the disconcerting truth: Milk products were making me sick.
Read MoreA revelation: love my body and what it can do and feel with another person without an exacting exchange.
Read MoreMy aging bed — and I call it that because it was getting old and it was AGING US with it — was past time for a change.
Read MoreInside these flashbacks, sound is the way it is in a swimming pool: absent and deafening at once. Shouldn't a little girl who is being harmed cry and holler and bellow?
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Reasons I love not having a uterus? Let me count 'em down.
Read MoreRemember when you were younger? You would try to imagine what you would be like when you reached a certain age. You would have accomplished ____, or would know how to do _____, or would look a certain way. Yeah, I've not reached any of those points yet.
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Sometimes from my high perch, I'd try to help her. I'd tell her to "Run." "Get up." "Kick." "Scream." But she would remain flat and paralyzed.
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Smell you later summer — my fat arms are swaying as I bid you good riddance!
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A (not so very) long time ago in a galaxy (that seems) far, far away, I was a knock down, puke-in-your-fish-tank drunk.
Read MoreImagine if someone constantly insulted you for existing too much.
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Quasi Pause is the opposite of menopause. A last hurrah of the lady parts. One final bender for the vajayjay. The period that WILL. NOT. STOP.
Read More19: Three words. Contour, contour, contour. Contouring hides your old lady jowls.
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I'm a week late. Not on my rent — for my period. I'm never late. Am I pregnant or is it menopause?
Read MoreI leaped up from the table like a Rio-bound sprinter. “Hello? Hello? I’m here!” I yelped, as the caller proceeded to repeat the message, adding that “further X-rays and a possible ultrasound” were needed.
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Alright, I didn't 'make' him. I basically said 'Why would you want to waste your cold, hard cash on doing this?' His answer? 'It's lit.'
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Scrapes, cuts, abrasions, burns, bites… really anything that shouldn't be wrong with your skin, Mercurochrome could cure.
Read MoreFrom my gurney in my stupid hospital gown, with my hair bunched into a blue shower cap, I said, "Yes! If you all just treat me like I'm three, that will be exactly right!"
Read MoreAt 66, he's unafraid to share what matters to him, his love for me and us, his past pain; at 46, I’m equally unafraid to let him know how our kinky sexual play moved pain through me, out of me.
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