Making and getting lots of phone calls was a raison d’etre for millions of Millennial girls in particular, but once we hit our thirties, the phone became the equivalent of junk mail. Did this have unintended consequences?
Millennials, especially those of us on the older end who were born in Reagan’s second term, are a generation of many dualities. Duality comes up in so much of my work and I always thought it was just because of a vast amount of personal circumstances and life events.
But…
Sex and the City’s Samantha Jones is treated by the media crit community as this virtually satirical character who’s been touted as unrealistic by viewers, particularly younger viewers coming across the show for the first time. But as my forties loom closer, I find her MORE realistic and relatable than ever before.
I distinctly recall this conversation I had with this guy I slept with after a punk show in 2010.
“So, what’s your plans?” This was the exact conversation I wanted to avoid. I somehow woke up in some bumblefuck place in Suffolk County, a ways off from my safe and…
A single woman takes an intermission from the travails of life and an impending massive change, in a city she’s always loved but won’t commit to.
I’m a fifth-generation Bronxite with a special place in my heart for the Windy City.
While I did visit Chicago briefly on a family vacation in high school, I don’t remember much about it. I got to see the city’s alternative quarter, The Alley, for a hot second. It was…
The indie hit farming sim with tons of sidequests and things to do actually has something to teach us: romance can be an option without being a be-all end-all.
Spoiler Warning: some spoilers abound if you have not yet accessed late-game content in Stardew Valley. If you’re a seasoned Pelican Town resident or aren’t interested in the game though, read on!
As I often have to preface with the random things that strike me: it sounds batshit crazy, but…
Not wanting to be a parent is valid enough, even in the best of circumstances. But have you thought about how many sacrifices you’ve made without asking, and now are expected to make even MORE?
Throughout my life, there always seemed to be this notion that I had to constantly sacrifice something.
For…what or whom, was never really clear.
Grades? Money? Appearance?
Now that I look at it in my late thirties, it seems incredibly stupid and most of all, pointless.
I did not ask…
We as a society talk a lot about the factors that comprise a miserable relationship. How about we look at what makes them happy?
With the 21st anniversary of my abusive biological mother’s death coming up, it hit me that my father has been happily married to my stepmother for over a decade now. They’ve been together 15 years, didn’t lock it down til four years in. …
We live in a violent culture. Are we seriously still scapegoating video games decades after game devs had to testify in front of Congress?
I was reading this brilliant essay by Jade M. on a lazy Sunday morning not that long ago, suddenly having this epiphany in the comments section when I’d barely scarfed down the lovely pitaya bowl I’d just made.
She got into how there’s still not much visibility of women who…
Are they truly dead, or do they just take on a new form?
A few days before I wrote this, I sold the last guitar in my axe arsenal on eBay. Upon emerging from FedEx with an empty hand truck, I was suddenly socked with this stark feeling of finality on the walk home.
Something about the whole transaction felt eerily symbolic despite…
The tragic death, and assumed murder, of influencer Gabby Petito has gotten people talking about how the media treats missing and murdered women and how domestic violence is systemically downplayed. But there’s more to it than that.
I’m so fucking sick of women being treated as collateral damage.
Domestic violence is systemically underplayed in this society. It is reduced to “tumultuous relationships” which quickly falls down the slippery slope to “what did she do to provoke him”.
Look, there isn’t much I can say about Gabby Petito…
I was 16 and scared the first time it happened. When it happened again almost a decade later, I pondered if there was something wrong with me.
Content Warning: emotional abuse, self-harm, discussions of suicide and suicidal tendencies. Reader discretion is advised.
Back in the Web 1.0 era, I had an online “relationship” when it was uncommon to do so.
Today, people look at you like you’re naked in public for refusing to use dating apps but…
