bonding

When I was a kid, my dad and I didn’t spend much time together. He was always taking my brother on weekend trips to go fishing, or waking him up when it was still dark to go deer-hunting, but I never wanted to go.

How I Caught A Dad On Pokemon Go

When I told him that I caught a Mantine, he wrote back, Yeah, I think I caught four or five of them today. I didn’t mind—for the first time in my life, my dad and I were talking without a mediator. He called around Thanksgiving to tell me that a new Pokémon had been added. He checked in again during a special water event in the game and said, Are you catching the fire out of these water Pokémon?

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I need these nights now more than ever.

On Feminist Nights, Self-Care, And The Importance of Female Friendship

I need a reminder that this political nightmare can change, and that I’m not alone in my sense of helplessness, hopelessness. I need a reminder that my gender does not by default make me meek and powerless.

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I'm more intrigued (and somewhat amused) by the signs of aging that seem to have suddenly hit like a ton of bricks than I am bummed out about them. Image: Thinkstock

8 Ways Aging Has Crept Up On Me That I'm Weirdly OK With

I'm proud to be where I'm at in life, even if it means spending more time buying bunion-cushioning shoe inserts and various vitamin supplements than it does staying out late with friends getting sushi and drinks. What is somewhat bizarre to me, however, is how the signs of getting older have crept up on me. Big time.

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