Health

Turns out “mom squads” might be a myth.

Help is out there, but you might need a referral.

Whatever parenting Kool-Aid we’re drinking is laced with our own self-destruction.

“If I can just help one person, that really is what the goal is.”

Every gram he gained felt like a triumph. Every back roll was a victory.

At first, I saw my child’s interest in strength — in getting bigger not smaller — as further evidence of generational curses lifted when it came to food and his body.

“Retraumatized” is the word my­ therapist offered. I cling to it like a raft.

My strongest memories of seventh grade are isolation, shame, anxiety, and a boy named Chad teasing me about my flat chest.

It all comes down to a psychological concept called “mattering.”

A chat with Fern Brady, and some thoughts on her wild and wonderful memoir about autism.

I waited for the familiar shame and dread to set in, but they never did.

“What if something goes wrong?”

You don’t have to figure it out alone.

Intrusive thoughts are an extremely common postpartum experience. Let’s talk about them.

“We are in the middle of a national youth mental health crisis, and I am concerned that social media is an important driver of that crisis — one that we must urgently address.”