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"How has male dominance in our society impacted the relationship with the women who birthed us? Specifically, how has the patriarchy impacted our mother/daughter dynamics?" Click to read The Patriarchy's Damage to Mother/Daughter Relationships onourmoon.com/the-patriarchy…

My quarantine beauty routine isn’t so much a routine as it is a waking up, and trying to make it through the day. Most days, bathing is optional. onourmoon.com/beauty-in-quar…

Yesterday was #nationalsibling day, and we are honoring the complicated sibling relationships. Your comments on this piece showcase how broad "complicated" is. We Ask, You Answer: Do You Have A Complicated Relationship With Your Sibling(s)? onourmoon.com/we-ask-you-ans… via @onourmoon

“I take great pride in our ability as Black and brown folks to get really creative in moments of chaos and disaster. The ability to tap into G.O.A.T mode comes out of trauma, for many of us, but I trust in our ability to alchemize.” onourmoon.com/who-is-checkin…

Isolation observation: I’ve never been hornier.

I'm writing an article about singles moms coping during social distancing. Looking for twitter to help spread the word so I can get in touch with a few singles moms to share their experience. #COVID19

the real heroes here are all of the dogs keeping our anxiety in check.

Does Anyone Else Panic Over Life's Timeline? onourmoon.com/does-anyone-el… via @onourmoon

I had come to believe a lie: failing would be a cosmic final judgement on my personal worth, talent, and potential. Fail once and I’d never get to try again.

Much of my adulthood has been spent navigating an incessant sound in the deepest abyss of my mind. Tik tok, tik tok, tik tok. The sound of time fading, the pressure to achieve accumulating, and the rush to find meaning before the time bomb of my life (death) explodes.

The images our society and media celebrate as markers of success don’t allow room for set-backs, lack of privilege, or quite simply, the concept of being human. There’s no room for making mistakes, experiencing extreme challenges, changing your mind, or being unsure.

We live in a world that tells women we can be who or what we want to be. Told we can have it all, but really, encouraged that we should have it all. It’s why we shame both working moms and stay-at-home moms.

The messaging within the wellness industry is that I would feel better if I bought into the lifestyle. And the more I challenged my beliefs about the industry, the more I wasn’t so sure any of it was worth the price.

Wellness had become a multi-billion dollar industry, one that strives for optimal health and further promotes solutions outside of ourselves as the answer, and I was just a target to sell to.

It’s not that I resent my own personal employment history; it’s that I resent how socially obligated I am to identify with it. I work, therefore I am.

As a society, I believe we’ve been conditioned to ask people “what they do” as a means of trying to understand “who they are.”

“When did your trauma start?” she asked as she placed her hands underneath my belly button. I didn’t know how to answer her question but somewhere in between my tears and nodding, she acknowledged the date of origin. “Did it start in the womb?” she asked. I nodded.

Cancel culture has been incredibly effective at combating sexism, racism, or any other type of abuse. It’s held people accountable for their actions in ways that wasn’t possible in the past. It’s prevented shitty people from getting away with doing or saying shitty things.

While the social stigma left me in hiding for years, I don’t feel ashamed anymore. I have herpes. There, I said it. The social stigma is for worse than the diagnosis itself. The only way we can fight stigma is by normalizing it. #NotDirtyJustHerpes