Joni Edelman

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

When I was little, any time I got an insect bite or stubbed my toe, I had to ask my mom, “Am I going to die? If I was going to die from this, I’d already be dead — right?” I also had a 30-minute prayer that I needed to say at each meal or else everyone would be poisoned and die. And corners. I had to check all of them before I went to bed.

1. All vaginas are good vaginas.

You do not have to hate your body — but you don’t have to love it either. While I'm happy with my fat body, I miss being thin.

I don’t think of myself as fat. Not inside, anyway.

I did The Today Show, and after that spent 45 minutes talking to Inside Edition. If you're confused, imagine how I felt.

Actually, no, I'm not a gluttonous moron.

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.

Good god, where will I ever find someone who will love me in such a pitiful condition?