Anonymous

We both don’t want to stay in a relationship banked on some fictitious act. I don’t want to fall in love with the actor of you. I want the real you.

I’m sure you’re thinking, “Why didn’t you just lose the weight with him?” And for a while, that’s exactly what I did.

When I was a little girl, I used to look up at him and feel how lucky I was to have someone like that in my family. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to play baseball, how to hide my wine bottles from mom and dad (many years later, of course).

Kiss because you’re young, because you want to, because you can, because you love him, because you don’t.

Even boys know the words to “Man! I Feel Like A Woman.”

5. Shut up about it after a couple weeks.

If you are a size 6, then you’ll be given free clothes to wear, termed “promotions”.

Dad took me by the arm and shoved me onto the floor. He started kicking me. He kicked, and kicked, and kicked. Each time I would try to get up he would push me back onto the ground. He kept repeating, “You know I can kick you, you’re not so old that you can’t be disciplined. I can kick you, I can kick you”.

I would like to dispel some of the myths about marriage I have confronted over time.

My brother was the baby in the family, and I couldn’t imagine my mom turning her back on him to protect me. How would that even work? Grown-ups who molested kids went to jail, but could he? Did I even want my brother to go to jail?

1. Projecting a “better” version of yourself is difficult.

Frankly, I wanted to see what the big deal was about sex. I didn’t want to go into my 27th year with the stigma of being a sexually inexperienced woman.

Don’t settle for less than you deserve, there are too many men out there just to settle for one who doesn’t compare.

So you’ve decided to do what everyone else is doing and buy a longboard to cruise around town. But why are you not getting respect from real skaters, or what you call, “fellow boarders” you wonder?

I will meet him somewhere neutral: a coffee shop, a bar, a bookstore.

I used to cut myself as a punishment. Now I eat stuff that I’m allergic to knowing that it hurts me.

I did not acknowledge or believe anything I am about to write until I saw it myself, after the doctors had pronounced me dead.

What is also striking is that I have physical or emotional reactions to things that I would associate with having suffered from, but I can’t remember them. I’m not conscious of it, but my subconscious most definitely is.