Joni Edelman

Help. Me. Please. And by help me, I mean, bring me my jumbo size jar of

Is that incense I smell? A drum circle in the distance perhaps? Chanting? Herbal potions? Perhaps a cauldron? Could it be homebirth?

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

1. All vaginas are good vaginas.

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.

Here’s something that isn’t rocket science either, Stephen Hawking: Diets don’t work.

I'll let you in on a little secret - being thin didn't make me happy, but being "Fat" does! Be fat and happy. Be unapologetically fat.

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

New research suggests that brain inflammation occurring independent of a disease may be linked to depression. Could a "cure" be on the horizon?

When you push a small human out of your body, things tend to get a little weird.