You Won’t Believe It, But Gaining Weight Helped Me Recover From Body Dysmorphia

I can’t tell you the first time I looked in the mirror and hated myself. I can’t tell you if there was a time when I didn’t do that. A morning ritual of pulling my shirt up around my chest and pulling worn-in boxers down below the hip bones I wish I could see and staring at the rise and fall of my skin over my bones and thinking such perverse self-deprecating thoughts that I would never dream of saying those things to anyone else. Wash, rinse, and repeat again come bedtime. I was drowning in self-hatred and I was okay with it.

Planned Parenthood Saved Me And My Life

With the ongoing controversy about Planned Parenthood, I think it’s about time for our generation to speak up. What does this issue mean to us? Has it helped, hurt or done nothing for girls today? If you ask me, personally, I’d say that Planned Parenthood gave me my life back – no fear of the future or dredging up of the past.

Sex, Drugs, And Cocaine Confessions On Exhibition

Lofted 18-and-a-half stories over downtown Manhattan lies a New York rite of passage. A disco bathroom who’s mirrored walls could battle the Studio 54 basement in stories of vice and debauchery.

Things I’d Like To Tell You, As A Liberated Female

Was the sole purpose of feminism to make sure women could have as much as sex as they want? Forget suffrage. Forget equal pay. Forget issues of rape and violence against women. It was always just about the sex.