Learning to be loved by my mother-in-law

My husband and I have been married for a couple of years now and we recently decided to "take the plunge" into the waters of living with his mom, my mother-in-law. When I instantly found myself uncomfortable and lost in this new living space, I was surprised and confused by my feelings. I was embarrassingly confused and mad at myself for acting unintentionally cold to her — unable to find the words to explain to my husband as to why I was feeling this way, because I didn't even understand myself.


Reclaiming a syndrome: embracing vs. cursing its existence

Lots of things get "reclaimed" — body shapes, offensive words, etc. Today I'm doing something bizarre: I am reclaiming disease. I'm going to present you with a narrative that is NOT popular with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome: I am proud of and happy with me having PCOS. Because what it gave me is a beautiful, soft, warm, luxurious face and body full of curly, beautiful fur. I am not beautiful despite it. It is part of my beauty.


How to share BDSM with a vanilla partner

I wanted my man to be assertive and to take charge. I wanted to be swept off my feet by our romantic encounters. Malik, however, is a sub. He wanted me to take charge. He wanted me to be commanding, to dominate him. I had no experience with that whatsoever. He wanted to be paddled, blindfolded, gagged. And he wanted to do all of this with me. If your partner wants you to try something new, be it anal play, bondage, role play, ice cubes, or anything else, here are a few tips I learned from exploring the world of BDSM as a vanilla partner.


What Buddhism can teach you about cleaning up cat hair

It's Sunday morning at 7 a.m., and I'm up with unexpected energy. I lay out my yoga mat and sun salute to plank position. And this is when it happens. A tumbleweed of cat hair the size of a small muffin bounces past my face. But here's the thing: I vacuumed last night! I lunge back into a child's pose of despair and debate interrupting my practice to vacuum.