Joni Edelman

A weekly trip to Walmart would end in tears — first theirs, then mine. Them pining in the toy aisle. Me saying no. Over and over. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to buy my kids whatever they wanted, it was that I couldn’t.

It's #STDAwareness week here at Ravishly. We're kicking it off with this handy chart!

All boobs are good boobs. And all areola too!

At certain points in the month I definitely feel worse about my body. I'm much less confident and more prone to eating the wrong things, and not doing physical exercise.

Our relationship has been a little complicated. I've loved you a lot, and I've loathed you at least that much, but mostly you've just gone unnoticed. Except for those 5 to 7 days every four weeks when you made your presence quite evident, what with the river of life blood and the random excruciating, and from what I can tell, unnecessary, contractions.

It's always so good to know the folks doing the work you're doing.

Psychiatric illness is still stigmatized. And that’s hard when you have a psychiatric illness.

No, Bill Cosby isn't my dad. But he was like one to me growing up.

Let's get to it—a primer on The Sex.

4. A high school government class.