Why I Needed You to Fight For Me

[Previously published on Elephant Journal] I needed someone to fight for me. (God, that’s embarrassing to say out loud.) I admit I wanted that dramatic movie ending. [Chase me through an airport / down a flight of stairs / through rush-hour traffic], scream my name through an unsuspecting crowd, *queue random obstacle*, overcome, and love…

On the Other Side of Heartbreak

I’m going to admit something that’s slightly embarrassing. I say slightly because you’ve probably done it, too. I stalked an ex online. I’m not sure what made me do it, but just utter curiosity. It’s been years since I’ve allowed myself to go to his profile. I’ve written before about how this particular heartbreak was…

Ask For What You Want.

I generally want people to figure things out without me telling them. Usually, it’s with men. If I’m feeling insecure or unlovable, I want nothing more than for him to wrap his arms around me, reassuring me that I’m the greatest love of his life. But I don’t tell him that. If something is bothering…