Results for: no fucks to give
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Ranking The National Songs by How Much I’ve Cried to Them
Trying to get sober was like pulling teeth.
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That Time I Binged “Freaks and Geeks” While My Stalker Ex Held Me Captive
Kim and Lindsay’s friendship is the real love story of this series. I want them to end up as friends like everyone wants the leads to end up together in a romantic comedy. I shake with it.
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Say When
In the five years since I ended that relationship I’ve reflected on how I got into it, why I stayed, and my own part in the failure of it.
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My Sci-Fi Girl Summer, Explained
It was a lot like coming out later in life, but this time instead of going to a bunch of lesbian parties and hooking up with strangers, I’m staying up until 4 a.m. Googling shit like “how is Loki still alive.”
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Rethinking the Power of Movement, One Barbell at a Time
Up until a few months ago, I never felt very strong. I was a fat kid who grew into a fat teenager, and now I’m a fat adult.
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My Anxiety Turns Life Into a Horror Movie
Most of my fears are around dying, maybe because I don’t understand it.
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Burgers, Bodies, and Off-Menu Bisexual Swagger
This is about a high school job.
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Playing House
The game is simple, really.
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The Seduction of Aliens
When I saw a UFO, I was 18 and it was the night before prom.
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At Diners, You Don’t Have To Grow Up
Diners are places of unreality where I can get my food and not worry about being stared at or made fun of.
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The Place for Smiles
Back in those days, I thought drinking was the most interesting thing about me.
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Well, That’s Mortifying: That Time I Let My Friend’s Mom Crash My Date
We’re making small talk with a random white lady, and it’s all my fault.
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Homoerotic Friendships, Mosquita Y Mari, and the Things We Never Said
My friendship with her actually ended twice.
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Porkchop’s Odyssey: On Fatness, Transness, and Pants
This snapshot sits on a shelf in the back of my mind. I keep it in an album called “euphoria.” It includes moments – me in my first bowtie at my college graduation, me on my wedding day, me in the mountains with my first jean jacket. In each, I am myself.
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On Staying Sober and What TV Gets Right and Wrong About Alcohol
“I feel like being the only sober person in a group is so much pressure.”
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What To Know Before You Get a Dog
When you first meet her, scared and sick and alone, you’ll know that if you don’t take her with you she’ll probably die. Of course, she’s going to die either way. Better to have a life with you first, you’ll decide. You’ll make it nice for her. You’ll try your best, at least.
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What Long COVID Taught Me About Mutual Aid
The same things I need in order to manage my Long COVID are the things we all need for the future we are creating: mutual aid, seasons of receiving along with our seasons of giving, self-care that is directly connected to community care, less work, body trust and disability justice.
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Building An Altar to Honor Pulse on Its Fifth Anniversary
“Building ofrendas unite the living and the dead; they give space for our stories to be held. I light candles and kneel before them to say prayers because doing so reminds me, even when I’m my most lost – I’m never alone in this world.”
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Asshole, Autistic and Other A-Words of My Love Life
Something was deeply wrong with me, something shameful. Turns out, the truth is more complicated.
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Brand New Party Girl
I exist in a fresh, new, virginal body now, and I’ve started to uncover what that means for me.