Dora always despised her fat body, comparing it to an aerostat. Conversations about body positivity made her either sad or irritated, depending on her mood. By the time she was thirty-two, she had tried every means of losing weight, including some dangero...
It's late at night. Thus far, it has been a truly boring and irritable affair at the gala. He has had to retreat from the madness in order to gain a sense of sanity. He sits on the sofa in his suit, his dress shirt partially unbuttoned, with a glass of wh...
Not long ago, I published my first true story. It was called, “The Sluttiest Thing I Have Done,” and I enjoyed writing out a good memory. At Chez MC1982, something like the following conversation took place. My husband knows I write on this site and enjoy...
"Rebeca...I want to apologise. I'm sorry I was mean to you when we were growing up." Rebeca looked up, and into her brother's eyes. Jorge's lips were pursed, and he was looking straight at her. She could see he meant it. She looked down. "Ok. Thanks." The...
People who experience a mysterious event sometimes feel the need for a rational explanation. They seek to explain the unexplainable, and put it safely within a box of reality. Perhaps, they’ll suggest, what you experienced was just a delusion, nothing m...
After William rushed to cuddle his true love, his abandonment of me to fend for myself, my being trapped behind her car, his ignoring me as he moved her Mercedes, the caught in the act event slowly boiled into an identity crisis which swept over my percep...
I have known Maggie Anderson for several years now and we regularly see each other. We aren’t committed to each other in any way, but we both enjoy each other’s company and see a lot of one another. I understand her and she apparently gets what she needs...
Janine was a larger woman, maybe too large. All her friends seemed to tell her to go on a diet, but it wasn’t easy. She tried all sorts of diets, from low carb to soup diets. The problem was they didn’t seem to work. Add to this she had never been in a se...
Whispers and screams, sound in my dreams, My tears get stuck in my throat. I reach out my hand, clutching quicksand, While he sits and laughs as he gloats. And most never know, though they know me so. They feel that my life must be grand. But it’s only be...
Girl, Darling, My dear friend. Please don't do this. This, whatever you are doing, Just stop. You don't need a man to define you, Much less, a man to make you strong. You don't need a man to tell you, Just how beautiful, you really are. And you especially...
