Anybody remember the scene in Friends where Phoebe’s lovable but dim little brother, Frank, meets Rachel and Monica, says “Whoa” as he gives them the approving once-over, and then asks Joey, Ross and Chandler how they “get...
Read MoreGrowing up as a teen in Central Jersey and then on into early adulthood, I had a curfew while I lived at home. My brother did not. The reason, as stated by my father, was because I was a girl. I am relating this in an...
Read MoreWho knew that when Donald Trump promised to create jobs he meant for the mental health industry? Shrinks are on speed dial. From casting couch to therapy couch. We’ll take it, though. In some warped way, it’s a silver lining. As...
Read MoreLast year shortly after New Year’s Day I was in the gym, doing some stretching. A long-time gym member, a guy in his 60s, came over and kissed me on the lips and said “Happy New Year.” It was abrupt. Caught me off guard. And it...
Read MoreMy phone rings at 9:10 a.m. on a Thursday. It’s a dear friend who needs to talk. Problem is, I’m on my way to the doctor because my entire body has broken out in hives. But context is in order, so let’s back up. The week went...
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