You can tell when a binge is about to happen. Just as the sky darkens and the air grows thick with moisture before a thunderstorm, a binge starts with warning signs.

A few months ago, I looked up and realized you were walking along the sidewalk in front of me. You walked as if you weren’t sure of yourself—not convinced you had a solid place on this earth…

It was a spur-of-the-moment camping trip. Normally, you plan your outdoor adventures well in advance. You want to gaze up at the stars …

I think about sex a lot lately and it’s because there’s so much death occurring all around me. I’m viscerally...

“Am I supposed to give you lunch?”

My sister’s question laid bare our mutual uncertainty about how to understand my visit.

My morning queasiness, motion sickness, fatigue, bloated abdomen, two missed periods—heck, even my shrinking pants—were telling me, in fact screaming, that I was pregnant

At first, my throat scratched a bit, maybe because I had been talking or laughing too much at the party, a lively celebration, stocked with tributes, a slide show, drinks, and food.

I was in Trader Joe’s on a Tuesday morning. I’d coasted to a stop in the middle of the aisle and was staring at the salty snack options…

Modern dance is on my mind when Suzie taps my shoulder and introduces herself. My second semester junior year of high school …