Kristi Pahr

These women are from all over the world. They are from different socioeconomic brackets. Their assaults took place during different times over the last 35 years. The victims are completely different, but the stories are all so similar. Victims of assault, rape, harassment, coming forward, being brave and telling the truth, and being stigmatized, ostracized, blamed, ignored, ridiculed. People they love, people they trust, people whose job it is to protect them, blaming them for their assault. It’s common. Almost expected. That women are assaulted, harassed by men, is a given in our culture. That women are blamed is standard procedure. Is it really any wonder that the majority of sexual assaults go unreported? Is it really shocking that a woman would want to save herself additional trauma?

I have to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.

I’m lazy as hell, you guys. I know it’s true and I’m not particularly ashamed.

It seems like everyone is an introvert these days.

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

Once your doctor or midwife has cleared you for sex and you’re feeling ready to get back in the saddle, so to speak, there are a few things you’ll need to mentally prep yourself for.

Life looks a lot different at 40 than it did at 25, and I have a whole new list of things to worry about. It's a very long list, and it makes me anxious on the best day, plain terrified on the worst day, and on a run-of-the-mill day, it just keeps reminding me that I'm clueless about what to think and what to do and how to be grown.

“Is she Black or white?” I asked another mom who was describing a little girl in her son’s class that she thought my family might know.

I have a confession to make. Target, meh. I’m just not that into it.