Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

I always end a night out with my friends with the same six words: “Text me when you get home.”

It doesn’t matter if my friend’s leaving my house after a chill night in, or getting in an airplane to fly halfway across the world. It doesn’t matter if she’s alone or with others. The setting doesn’t matter and the context of how my friend leaves doesn’t matter, because the terrifying and unfortunate reality is that violence against women can happen anytime, anywhere.

As women, we are constantly reminded of our own vulnerability — when we run in the park, walk home, drive at night, meet a stranger. It’s a burden we can never truly shed.

But the shared experience between femme friends can help us distribute that weight. We look out for each other, and that’s what I try to express every time I say, “Text me when you get home” — that I’m here, that I care, that I notice and I’m ready to help.

Think cats are standoffish or unpleasant? This one proves you wrong.

Cats get a bad rap, but in reality, they’re as behaviorally diverse as dogs

All my life, I’ve been teased for using pads instead of tampons. But it’s more common than you think.

What’s more, some people with periods don’t have a choice

In the age of the Internet, everyone constructs an outward-facing identity. What does that mean for our inner, private lives?

As my book release looms, I’ve been reflecting on how we construct ourselves socially and privately