Enter exhibit A. A for Adam - Man. The story is always the same for me with very few variations. My relationships are like those adventure books with a choose your own ending - except the ending is always the same. Dating for me are chronicles of choose your own beginning books except they come… Continue reading Modern UnLove
The goal has never been marriage or babies. People get married everyday. People have babies every day - and have been since the beginning of time. In the beginning there was a marriage, they had sex, and then had a baby. Tale as old as time so to speak. People also get divorced everyday. People… Continue reading What I Know
Most guys I've found are really interested in what I bring to the table, because I bring plenty and it's good. But a relationship is about sharing and taking care of each other. Most guys I've found are really interested in what I bring to the table - and they promise to bring all sorts… Continue reading Love is Potluck
I moved to Brooklyn Heights when I was 17. I was enrolled for the summer introduction course for the New York Conservatory for the Dramatic Arts until I started classes in the fall. This was the plan since I was ten years old. Showing up, suitcase in hand and a dream in my heart. The… Continue reading Anomaly
Growing up I always saw myself as a mother. Motherhood I felt, was an inevitable obligation and was just something that happened. At one point in my teen years I distinctly remember wanting at least 8 children. That number drastically dropped as years went on. I'm really good with small children. I started babysitting at… Continue reading Mother, May I?
I'm launching a business with a friend next month and it's very surreal. What started out as an amusing thought has manifested into a reality over a course of a year. I feel as if I should be more terrified than I am, but I'm not afraid. This just fits. I have an incredibly talented… Continue reading Risk.
"You're not even that dark. Look at this." he demonstrated by pulling my sleeve off to expose my shoulder. "This - this is practically white." A few things came to my mind in this moment. First of all - how fucked up this was. I understood he was trying to flirt, and this was what… Continue reading Skin. A Sequel.