In love in denial

Many conversations on the topic of  love with those who denounce it as if they've resisted its pull and beaten it down or are somehow above it but it's a form of denial because they do not want to admit that love has in fact beaten them left them battered and bruised with such severe … Continue reading In love in denial


I kissed a girl and I…

I finished watching The L Word over the holiday weekend. A fact that I shared with a friend earlier today. I almost didn't tell anyone because an admission such as that one can potentially be accompanied by judgments and misconceptions. But really, who the hell cares who thinks what of it? Just last year or maybe the … Continue reading I kissed a girl and I…

Defining change: Goodbye toxic friends [guest post]

“Defining Moments: Change - This one comes to us from writer, Mayra Y. Rocha. Read more of her work on her personal blog, Avenida M. As humans, we are constantly changing. We change fashion, hair styles, friendships, relationships, schools, jobs, and living arrangements. We grow up and change from child to adult. Change can be difficult … Continue reading Defining change: Goodbye toxic friends [guest post]

Just sitting on the corner of awesome and bomdiggity… [video]

Recently I asked a couple of close friends if they thought my blog posts were getting depressing. They didn't say no, but they didn't say yes. They said I probably needed to do a bit of therapeutic introspection. I thought they had a good point, but... So I thought, I need to change things up, … Continue reading Just sitting on the corner of awesome and bomdiggity…

5 things that should not be left unsaid

It was late summer/early fall of 2002. My younger sister had been in the hospital for weeks and the doctors were unable to tell us why. She’d given birth prematurely to my nephew, and had slipped further into whatever it was that was making her sick, making her eventual recovery require the relearning of things … Continue reading 5 things that should not be left unsaid

The accidental feminist

I was 8 years old when my mom introduced our family to the Mormon missionaries she had run into one day on the way up the stairs in our apartment building. By that age, I'd already attended services in a variety of churches in Puerto Rico so Mom's proclivity for trying new religions was not particularly … Continue reading The accidental feminist