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i'm fat.

Do(nut) even get me started, you guys. I stood in front of the mirror restlessly, fretting at the ties of my swimsuit, pulling it higher...

i'm thankful.

Especially for you! Let's just get that outta the way upfront. Every year to celebrate Thanksgiving, my family gathers together,...

i'm exposed.

And not just metaphorically. This is not *that* kind of blog, but today...it is. I’d like to tell you a story. Once upon a time—that’s...

i'm married.

Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togewer todaayyy. And wuv, twue wuv... “I was so sad when I found out. Y’all just always seemed so...

good vibrations.

It's such a sweet sensation. Warm, wet air kissed my face, caressing, tickling my nose as it sailed past. It clung to the walls of my...

be my guest.

But please don't put my service to the test. You will be disappointed. If it seems to you, dear readers, like I talk a lot about myself,...

mondays with phil: phight the power.

Listen---I know that's a stretch, but it's the best I can do. Organization does not come innately to me, however desperately I wish that...

how to lose friends & find a therapist.

--A love story. Guys. Today is a little different. Today is my first post that someone specifically requested. (Total sidebar: I would...

mondays with phil: in my philings.

Kiki may not love me, but Phil sure does (Strict-ly clinically. The man is a professional.) As I sit with my poke bowl, reflecting on my...

i'm procrastinating.

Literally right now, as we speak. Y'all do not even understand how much of my brain I had to pull apart to write this post. Uhh, you're...

i'm loved.

I cannot think of a clever subtitle for this one because sometimes, I'm just not very clever. I often discuss the innate loneliness...

mondays with phil: philling my cup.

I promised no more bad puns, but gotta be honest—I lied. Puns are the lowest form of humor, and so am I. Listen. The first step to...

(not so) great expectations.

Let me tell you. Expectations are the fuckin' worst. Full disclosure: Kyle and I got into a fight. It’s obviously the first one in nine...

mondays with phil.

Like Tuesdays with Morrie: Anxiety Edition. A very sweet friend reminded me in the past week that, while I often allow y’all into the...

i'm enough.

And I bet you've had enough. Of all my bullshit. Well, tough tamales. I gotta write what I know, & most of the time, I don't know...

i'm fragile.

Are you like, "you're...a narcissist" yet? “Do you think I’m a strong person?” I typed, my thumbs a blur as they raced across the screen....

i'm curious.

And like the proverbial cat, it’s killing me. On Christmas Day two years ago, as we all crumpled wrapping paper and gushed over the new...

i'm ashamed.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Welcome to another edition of the Emotional Thunderdome. Buckle up. I’ll never forget the blur of...

i'm growing.

Emotionally, not physically. Unless you count my ass, which honestly, I try not to. Preface: I wrote this letter months ago, before I...

i'm dying.

Not really. But sort of. I mean, aren't we all dying a little? Or at the very least, dying a little inside. Whether we admit it or not, I...

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