“Dear, Beth. I am a fuckboy.”

I got a rather hilarious email from a reader last night. It was a strange combination unexpected and revolting yet charming to some degree? With his permission, he let me talk about it on here. Here's the email: Hey Beth, I've been following your blog for quite a while. My initial to theĀ first post was, … Continue reading “Dear, Beth. I am a fuckboy.”

When will I feel good enough?

I hate my stomach. My midsection is something I constantly struggle with. I wake up every morning, lift up my stomach, observing it in the mirror for several minutes at a time.

Let’s stop letting a double tap make us feel beautiful

You get ready for class, feeling confident about how you look. You spent a little extra time picking out an outfit, and maybe put on more makeup than usual. As you walk through campus, people are coming up behind you and tapping you twice, proclaiming, "I like you!" They then stick stars all over your … Continue reading Let’s stop letting a double tap make us feel beautiful