Whether they are in your face, inside your inbox, or on Facebook, bullies suck.

With people commenting from Africa, Europe, and Asia, I feel like I’m on a world tour with none of the perks. 

How come we are willing to spend money on other people but not on ourselves?

I remember reading the play Death of a Salesman in college, but I never thought I would meet Willy Loman in person.

Boys text; men call.

We all fail but Olympians fail on a much bigger and broader stage than most of us ever will.

I don’t think female friendships grow apart so much as they don’t grow at all. 

I cannot document every time a man harassed me, because that list of incidents seems endless. I just can’t remember them all.

I realize the saying, “Friends for a reason, a season, or a lifetime” is true.