Melissa Petro
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Melissa Petro Articles
"Certainly, my life as an alcoholic was not what most would imagine. I was a writer, living in the West Village of New York City, enrolled in a prestigious graduate program and working on a book. At least, this was my cover story."
Read...It's time to talk substantively and honestly about how sex work isn't any one thing.
Read...A lot has been written about what not to say to a pregnant person. Being on the opposite side of that, I’ve learned pregnant people make mistakes, too.
Read...Sure, "friends forever" sounds nice. In theory. But sometimes it's better that two people just not be friends.
Read...A week or so ago I started shopping for a wedding dress, and guess what? Shopping for a wedding dress sucks!
Read...How do you break up with a best friend?
Read...Hate hurts us all, but we don’t all receive it with the same systemic intensity. Those of us with the privilege to do so need to push against the borders of what is “permissible” in this society. We need challenge the idea of “normal” — rather than conform to it — so that all of us can live more closely to our truths.
Read...My relationship with my father was never father-daughter picnics. Maybe when I was very little — or maybe this is less a memory and more of a wish — I have an image of myself as a very little girl sitting on my father’s lap, and we are both laughing. Perhaps my father enjoyed fatherhood when his children were very little, but that joy seemed to curdle into constant frustration as my brother and I grew up.
Read...I do have one advantage when it comes to meeting people online: I really like dating. I like getting dressed up and going out. I even kind of dig meeting someone new. I know these are aspects of dating other people dread, but I’ve always enjoyed these things. Perhaps this is one explanation for (or else a result of) my sex work past, I dunno. I know that, in the beginning, I thought of dating as an adventure. I didn’t take it too seriously.
Read...After gaining as much as forty pounds and pushing a cantaloupe out my vagina, I wondered: will my body ever be the same?
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