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The Ghosts Of Boyfriends Past
It is my sophomore year of college circa 1985. I’m driving my lemon of a Ford Mustang on the mean streets of La Habra, California at 3 a.m. What is an intelligent girl of 20 doing out at such an hour...
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He Had a Traumatic Car Accident and I Had to Grow Up
My Achilles has always been that I want everyone to like me. Even hardened criminals. Even Dance Moms and Real Housewives. Even Charlie Sheen. Approval and admiration are my serotonin highs. Or they...
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Not All Men Are Rapists
Yes. An inflammatory headline. Since the recent Steubenville rape case and excavating and writing about my own experience as a victim of attempted rape when I was in college, I’ve grown increasingly...
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“I See You’ve Made a New Friend”
And Other Memories of a Boy Gone too Soon Prince, David Bowie, Glen Frey and Alan Rickman made me think of a Gone Boy who might’ve left a legacy as bright as theirs. He would’ve turned fifty-one last...
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