August 9, 2016
Do Your Friends Like You?
There is confusion about what friendship is today. I have acquired over 800 facebook “friends” but I know that number is meaningless...
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Essays, stories, and updates from Corie Adjmi.
August 9, 2016
There is confusion about what friendship is today. I have acquired over 800 facebook “friends” but I know that number is meaningless...
August 2, 2016
I wear lipstick. Lipstick contains lead. I wear body cream, which may contain Mercury; and nail polish, which has a number of toxic chemicals. Dousing ourselves in chemicals starts early...
July 26, 2016
If someone told me I’d write over 100 articles and publish a blog post every Tuesday for two years straight, I would’ve said, No way, that’s impossible...
July 19, 2016
When I see flashing lights through my rearview mirror, I panic. My heart beats faster and I feel scared. I know I’ve done nothing wrong, all my documentation is in order, but nonetheless, I feel frightened. Most often, the cop car passes, in pursuit of someone else...
July 12, 2016
Imagine a place where everyone wishes you well. Imagine a place with no negativity or hate. Imagine a place with no cell service and no water bottles. Imagine a place without shame...
July 5, 2016
I've gotten a lot of flack over the fact that I breast fed my two-month old baby on a plane, in a middle seat, between two large men...
June 28, 2016
Halfway through the meal, Richard stopped. “I was writing down everything you said,” Richard confessed. “It was a homework assignment for school.” My first reaction was to PANIC.
June 21, 2016
I often feel pressed for time. Many of us tell ourselves we don’t have enough time to do the things we want to do. We believe our schedules are too full...
June 14, 2016
Last weekend at a party, a friend asked, How’s the book? And I cringed, feeling small and absolutely defeated because it’s been so long! “I’m waiting to hear back,” I said, walking on.
June 7, 2016
Helen Fisher says that couples want to know everything about a potential life partner before they tie the knot. But when I first met my husband, I didn’t care if a closet door was left open. People change. And maybe that’s the point.
May 17, 2016
When I was in second grade, as recess was ending, a boy in my class, asked me to meet him near the pencil sharpener. The pencil sharpener was mounted on wood cubbies in the back of the classroom...
May 10, 2016
Mark, my husband, was 24 and asked, “So are you an American first or a Jew?” I was 18 years old and not yet prepared to answer this question of identity...