Miscommunication. Misunderstanding. All Misnomers for the same damn thing. — A man pulls me to the floor. I let him. I am drunk. I have not eaten more than two granola bars in two days. We are in a well-lit area, the floor of a hotel crowded with twentysomethings, Birthright participants like us. …

For Men (and Everyone Else) — We take the Ten Commandments as seriously as religion. We follow them as though they were a sign from G-D that He loves us and wants us to be happy. We treat them like a Covenant that we must refer back to every single day of our lives to make…

When I was a child, I thought it was the clothes. — When I was a child, I thought it was the clothes. The girls in my class who were safe? They all seemed to have the same clothes. They wore glitter nail polish and jelly sandals, hoop earrings and the same short black skirt. …

Rape killed the best woman I’ve ever known, so no. I’m still not over it. — My friend killed herself, and for the longest time I thought it was my fault. That night, she was drinking. D was always drinking, by then. She drank during the day. She drank all night long. She drank and sometimes she popped pills, but why would I worry about that…

Ladies, We Deserve Better — I really did not need to see this first thing in the morning on Thanksgiving. Seriously. I had plans for today. I was going to watch Charmed all day long. The old Charmed. The one with that practically started the #metoo movement, with Rose McGowan and Alyssa Milano. The one…

Celebrity Marriages Reflect Real Life Trends Towards Disaster — It’s pretty obvious what actually happened. She dated her costar for a hot second, but he was buttoned-up and repressed and it didn’t work for her. He thought he was being polite but she thought he was being cold and then, that giant movie star Ben Affleck came along and…

Francesca Lia Block’s House of Hearts Has Some Issues — I’m going to tell you what happens. Deal with it. I’m going to tell you what happens so you don’t have to read this book for yourself. Not because this is not a beautifully written book. It is. This is a beautifully written book in the same way that all…

I Only Want To Enjoy Being Single — The guy at work. The guy who works in my apartment building. Heck, the new guy with the big black dog today in the lobby. What do they all have in common? They kinda like me. I kinda like them, too. No, I’m not going to fuck them. I’m not…

Coercion, Nonconsent, Tinder, and Me. — All he did, really, was try to put a part of his body inside a part of my body after I said no once then twice then three times. All he did was make me feel degraded, and seem to enjoy it. He sounded like a rapist. After, he told…