A few weeks ago, my partner and I were up in the north woods of Minnesota enjoying a long weekend away. We spent our days out in nature. Hiking the hillsides, swimming in the lagoons of waterfalls, and enjoy vast views of the coniferous forests that stretched high above our heads. I was also on my period. Why is this relevant?
It’s the most wonderful time of the year! It means it’s almost Autumn and I can, eventually, venture outside without fainting from the humidity! Also, sweater weather.
Let’s be real - many sex education curriculums leave a lot to be desired. In fact, as of 2017, only 24 states (and the District of Columbia) require sex education in schools, and only 13 of those states require sex education to be medically accurate.
It's that time of year when days grow longer and the school year grows shorter. You can see the light at the end of the academic tunnel, but before you sashay your way across the finish line you have one more hurdle to tackle: finals.
I had my first panic attack in 2008. I remember thinking I was going to die right then and there. But I didn’t die. Instead, I ended up at urgent care where an over-worked PA shoved a prescription for Xanax in my face and sent me on my way.
Pelvic Exam. Possibly one of the most anxiety-riddled phrases known to the female-bodied population. It is a phrase that often evokes images of patients lying in a paper gown with their feet in stirrups while a doctor places a spotlight on their genitals and proceeds to poke around, for what seems like an eternity.
My friend and I have been bffs since kindergarten and she was recently diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
I struggle with pretty regular panic attacks. When I'm having a bad week I don't like to go out and do things because I'm afraid I'm going to have an attack.
I've been trying to manage my clinical depression for years. I do my best to exercise, eat well, meditate, make art, and all the things that make me feel better. But it always seems like it's such short-lived relief. What am I doing wrong?
I want to make sure that I’m taking all of the right steps to protect myself from sexually transmitted infections. Where should I start?
Here’s something about me that I haven’t been very open about yet—I’ve got a little stack of mental health issues: anxiety, depression and disordered eating.
Getting sick. It is one of those inevitable experiences in life. Some people get sick only a few times in their lives, while I, on the other hand, seem to get sick at the turn of every season. Well, guess what? ’Tis the season.
Should my partner and I get tested before we have sex? How can I bring it up to her? I don't want her to think I'm judging her.
LGBT, LGBT+, LGBTQIA…there have been a lot of variations of the LGBT+ acronym over the years - which seems to be a source of irritation for non-allies. But although the initials are *ever-changing and somewhat controversial among community members, it’s important to remember the purpose of the acronym
Learning to embrace your sexuality is a pretty crucial component of living a healthy sexual life. It’s kind of what Harlot is all about. The good news is: you don’t need a partner to embrace and experiment with your sexuality. I’m here to make a case for masturbation—trust me; it’s got a lot of benefits.
When I was in 4th grade, I was handed this little pamphlet called “Your Body and You” – or was it “Your Changing Body and You”? Hmm. Either way, I remember being fascinated about the changes I was going to experience (even though at the time I had no true concept of what it meant).
Menstrual stigma can have a wide range of effects on young girls and women and can even influence how we care for our bodies and the products we choose to use. As a young girl I remember learning about the two ways to capture my blood flow: pads or tampons.