Joni Edelman

Having kids doesn't have to mean the death of your sex life.

4. A high school government class.

"Food isn't the enemy –– calling it the enemy is the enemy."

I’m lucky to be smart, to have an astonishingly good memory. Or maybe I’m lucky to be bipolar.

In honor of World Bipolar Day, I present a sample stream of consciousness based on my experiences living with this disorder.

Chronic stress secretes a hormonal cocktail that wreaks havoc on that amazing body you have. Here's how you can chill your adrenals and reduce stress.

I didn't get a lot of mothering as a child, but when I did, it was from her. She taught me how to sew, how to crochet. She taught me how to stand up for myself, to be tough. She taught me how to make fried chicken and fried okra, which I will never make, because it's fucking gross.

I'll never forget the day I discovered the name for my mental illness.

And what’s better than eggs? Eggs direct from the cloaca of your own chicken.

Suffering is America’s favorite thing to do. We starve ourselves to lose weight, and we’re a success story. We don’t sleep, and we’re just getting SO MUCH DONE. We do a thousand things a day and involve our kids in a thousand activities, because somehow, in some perverted way, that makes us successful.