This weekend I was supposed visit my cousin in Texas for her wedding. Given the pandemic, the wedding and our trip was cancelled!!! At first I was too upset to talk about it.  Why couldn't we travel-I was feeling fine?  Then my cousins called and asked us to have a dance party using Zoom instead....
From the moment that we are born, our parents, teachers, babysitters, grandparents, aunts, uncles, all encouraged us to play games. “There’s nothin’ better than a good ol’ game of Chutes and Ladders to cure a rainy day,” Pops would always say, slouched in his brown leather recliner while nursing a steaming cup of peppermint tea. “Why don’t you girls run along and play with your Barbies while mommy and I have a grown up talk,” Bubbie would often persuade as she stooped over the stove preparing Passover dinner.
Sex and high school go hand in hand. You're either thinking about it, having it, not having it, or talking about it. It really can, well for lack of a better word, screw you… pun intended. At this age, with your hormones raging out of control and realizing that the boys in your class have never looked so good, it's really hard to think about anything else. I'm not saying that all teens are crazy horn-balls- despite what my parents believe. There just seems to be an unspoken (or even sometimes spoken) law that everything must be about sex...
Imagine a world without pain; without heartbreak and disappointment and confusion.  That doesn't sound all too bad does it?  It actually sounds quite nice.  But to take away the pain you must also take away the happiness and excitement and love.
I run into my house and slam the door.  The lock turns with a definitive click.  Safety. “Hi honey how was your day?” Asks my mom sitting at the kitchen counter, her perfectly manicured fingers flipping through the latest issue of Vogue. “Fine.” I lied. I could’ve told her about the red paint on my locker today. How it had stained my hands as I tried to wipe away the dripping “SLUT”.
Dear Julia,
"Dan had a pretty wild party last night. His parents were out of town so his older brother bought us a keg. I am not a drinker but ended up playing a few rounds of beer pong and the last thing I remember is hanging out by the bonfire with Joe. We've been kind of dating, nothing official...we hang out a lot and talk every night. My plan was to stay at a friends house, but I woke up in bed with Joe…and I’m not on birth control!  What should I do?  I do not want to be pregnant.
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