Are you ready? I am going to tell you, in rapid succession, a series of anecdotes about myself that I should probably find embarrassing.
Mary Gaulke: Content strategist, feminist, theater enthusiast, nerd
Are you ready? I am going to tell you, in rapid succession, a series of anecdotes about myself that I should probably find embarrassing.
Your relationship with time is different when you spend much of your time wanting to die.
Mourning a friendship is a peculiar process. It requires you to harden yourself against future heartbreak, and yet stay tender and learn. It’s often oddly secretive; you’ve lost one of your biggest confidantes, and the people left in your life probably don’t understand the magnitude of your loss. You’re embarrassed, and you’re either blaming yourself or — even worse — you’re diving into an impulse to blame everyone else.
As alumnae of a women’s college, my friends and I share a fascination for gender, particularly the absurdities of traditional masculinity that you come to appreciate when you spend a lot of time away from it.