Preface: This (my) opinion is coming from a woman who identifies cisgender and heterosexual. In the throes of my divorce, I couldn’t...

I’m not a writer by trade but the retrospective nature of it is a means of catharsis for me. It’s where I go for reprieve. When shared, I...

I’ve contemplated this over and over. Yes, my Instagram is public. Yes, I share personal things on there. But that doesn’t give anyone an...

He slowly started to take my bra off. He had already dimmed the lights so I would feel more comfortable. Funny how men know to do that....

It doesn’t matter the amount of faith we hold or the meditation we practice, we’ll still have those days we wish the skies would open and...

As I leave the embrace of his arms and pull my luggage up the escalator I look back just once. I remember a moment quite like this one...