Tag: Scared

I don’t understand why some men walk around holding their dick in public. I feel like they should be embarrassed to do it and like they have no self-awareness or shame. Even though my husband never grabs his dick in public, he has a dick, so I figured he would understand why some men do thi...

I’ve noticed that in my time writing about mental health, there are different levels of acceptance for topics. I can discuss my depression or anxiety, but not my borderline personality disorder. I can talk about my anorexia but not my bulimia. I can discuss depression or therapy, but antidepre...

In the past few months, these words have started or ended many of the letters and messages I’ve received from my clients, friends, and even the folks who help me with my work. War… Bombs… A crumbling economy… Political games and chaos… Rising prices&h...

Remote Work is a polarizing topic. Recently someone asked me, "Why aren't you afraid to talk about remote work?" My response was simple, "Becuase I'm not a coward." It seems that most people added Remote Work to a long list of topics that no one shoul...

The recent reports of panic in Times Square, reminded me of a recent trip to Buenos Aires. The scariest part was being caught and almost trampled in a mob running toward us and not knowing why. In that case, what I learned is when throngs of people are running, you should just run with them, like wi...

It certainly seems that as women gain more independence and power in society, policies and movements occur to threaten this liberty and autonomy. For instance, Roe V Wade (something that was upheld for more than half a century) was overturned in the states in 2022. This is just a singular example of...

Ofthe many looming indictments against former President Donald Trump, the RICO racketeering election fraud case brought by Fulton County District Attorney Fani Willis is the one he fears most. Here’s why: Even if Trump regains the White House, he cannot outrun a criminal conviction in ...

Statistics was my worst subject in college. I got a “C” in it, and I never wanted to look back. It was just too much “math with letters” for my taste. But little did I know that statistics would become part of my daily life as an epidemiologist. You see, in epidemiology, we u...