I’ve been living under a rock. My parents, while exceptionally nurturing in most ways, completely omitted educating their only daughter about body safety. The Girl Scouts, as I recall, w…
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I’ve been living under a rock. My parents, while exceptionally nurturing in most ways, completely omitted educating their only daughter about body safety. The Girl Scouts, as I recall, w…
Older population: "Cute as a button!" My husband when we were first dating: "Cutie-patootee!" Women peers: "You are just the cutest thing!" I'm annoyed. I got my maternal grandm…
It was in 2007 that I took off my cross necklace for awhile. At that point, I had been feeling unsettled about my status as a Christian off and on for a solid fe…
Y'all know me. This girl is reflective and just gots to reflect. I go in and out of these waves of reflection (your oughta see my hand-written journal), but for the last couple of years July 3rd has been a good enough time as any to document my refle…