Then, I discovered my deliverer. He practiced Biofeedback. I’d never heard of it. But, at this point, it was 'Bio' or 'Goodbye Wendy'. Our broken medical system had made everything worse and helped create a budding hypochondriac.
Look inward and ask, Do I want to be the other half when I can be whole accompanied by another whole which makes for two strong circles of support? Do I need to argue the Yes baby, No baby, Maybe baby debate? If I don’t do what’s expected, will my family and friends still accept me? That’s a ...
I hated my period. The cramps and the crazy moods made me incapable of keeping it together long enough to run free and easy down the alley or take a marathon bike ride. I had to comb my hair now. I had to consider lipstick and strapping on that stupid boob binder because that’s what nice girls ...