I Don’t Care What You Eat or Why You’re Eating It

My Facebook news feed has been completely overrun by the name “Chick-fil-A.” Today has officially become known as “Chik-fil-A-Day” and this has only added to the diarrhea of the mouth (or keyboard) that people seem to be spewing all over the internet, and my precious news feed. I have seen some people post multiple paragraphs…

Love vs Acceptance

One of  the most influential counseling sessions with my therapist, Ken, was one where he asked me a short and simple question. Well, simple for him to ask, not as simple for me to answer. On a chilly day in January, I sat on Ken’s leather couch proud of the strides I had made in the past…

Celebrity List

A few years ago Isaac and I went to Los Angeles to attend my cousins wedding. We did what any normal couple does before heading to the Hollywood Hills and compiled our “celebrity lists”, also known as “celebrities I am allowed to seduce and my significant other cannot get mad or leave me.” Sure, the…

Happy Birthday, Isaac

Five years ago he was just a fellow intern at the Dolphin Research Center. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, in fact I had just gotten out of a relationship and was ready for some freedom, fun, and relaxation in the Florida Keys. One day at work he came out of the closet (no pun intended) wearing…

Happy Birthday, Liam!

Dear Liam, Today is your first birthday! You have been on this planet for 365 days and in that short time, you have impacted the lives of so many different people. It is a bizarre feeling to love a person before you even know him or her, but I did. As soon as I saw…

Letter to My High School Self

Dear High School Courtney, It gets better. Someday soon you will learn to embrace the things that make you different, and you will actually be liked for them. I know you feel like you need to have the perfect hair, the perfect body, and say the perfect things, but you don’t. The reality is that…

Memories

Sometimes when I am doing a completely normal task like brushing my teeth or loading the dishwasher, a memory from my childhood will appear out of nowhere. I don’t have a lot of early childhood memories. In fact, I don’t really remember anything before the age of 8 or 9. Sure I can recall houses…

When Did Cancer Get So…Sexy?

It’s no secret that sex sells. If you look through any magazine or watch TV for approximately 30 seconds, you will see scantily clad women selling everything from Doritos to toilet paper. Trust me, nothing makes me want to buy a particular brand of toilet paper more than a woman with a perfect behind and…