So you wanna woo a witchy chick, but you’re not sure where to start. Let me help you out: she probably won’t be impressed with traditional red roses or dinner-and-a-movie. I mean, there’s nothing wrong with those things, but they’re just not where it’s at. Not for her. See, witchy…

You know the analogy of the frog in hot water? If you put it into a pot of boiling water it’s going to jump right now, but if you put it into warm water and slowly turn the heat up, the frog will eventually boil to death. That’s what it…

This is a story about my ex. You know, the one who used me for money and sex. He knew all the motherfucking tricks And with words like stones and sticks He broke me… Not that I couldn’t be fixed. Mostly. I said No… He didn’t fear it. I said No… He pretended…

To the ones who are just learning to set boundaries… I see you. I see you wavering, wondering, “Is this compromise or am I giving away too much again?” I see you struggling, your voice cracking as you say, “No, not this time.” I see you uncertain, unsure how to…

You died on me once, just disappeared as suddenly as our love had sparked. I grieved you then, more deeply than even my dear father’s passing. My world fell apart with the loss of you, the ground crumbling beneath my feet while my insides turned to ash, and I had…

Dear Diary, I had a breakdown in the shower today. Some trivial little thing from this morning suddenly triggered a flashback, as if being alone and naked left me vulnerable and open to attack. The water rushed over me, attempting to soothe my wild emotions but having no impact. My…

Honoring Those Friendships That Crashed and Burned We’ve all got at least one. A friend we used to be so close with. Someone with whom we’ve shared such beautiful memories… but if we passed them on the street today we’d scarcely know them. We might even try to avoid them…

“What’s the point?” It was the middle of the night and I had woken up to pee. There I was, sitting on the toilet, half asleep in the dark and wondering about the meaning of life. I was at a low point. Finances were tight, depression was over for a…

I don’t know why they still let him work. He was 62, far too old for a rodeo clown, but he needed the pay. This was all he’d done since he was 18, way before Manny Rodriguez took over Dusty Trails Rodeo. Sometimes I felt like he owned this place…