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Fuck Your “Flattery”

July 12, 2021 ~ Emily Regan ~ 1 Comment

CW: sexual harassment, coercion, and assault A status I wrote six years ago popped up in my Facebook memories today: Ways I don't want to spend my Sunday: getting catcalled and harassed by some dude at 10:30am in the Fry's parking lot. My status was short and downplayed what actually happened that day. I arrived … Continue reading Fuck Your “Flattery”

New Side Project: We Get It, You’re Tired

June 23, 2021 ~ Emily Regan ~ Leave a comment

Because it's been at least ten minutes since I saw something shiny, I created a new side blog: introducing We Get It, You're Tired. I'm writing about all the topics people won't stop talking about (which makes me feel like I'm whining, but in a fun, meta way), including: We Get It, You're Tired: No … Continue reading New Side Project: We Get It, You’re Tired

7 Lies I Regularly Tell Myself in Quarantine

April 7, 2021April 7, 2021 ~ Emily Regan ~ Leave a comment

As I talked about in a recent post, my family is continuing to quarantine even though Jon and I are fully vaccinated (#TeamPfizer) because it is safest for us to wait until Kiddo is able to receive the vaccine. Other than my annoyance at other people's bad behavior, I don't really mind staying in quarantine. … Continue reading 7 Lies I Regularly Tell Myself in Quarantine

How to Emotionally Support People Without Being an Asshole

April 5, 2021March 27, 2021 ~ Emily Regan ~ 1 Comment

"Although not the intention, sometimes it feels like people check in because they want credit for caring about another person without being prepared to handle the actual subject at hand."

Is That a Money Belt in Your Pants or Are You Just Happy to See Me?

March 31, 2021March 29, 2021 ~ Emily Regan ~ Leave a comment

I had never even seen a money belt before, so I was somewhat disappointed when my dad presented me with something that looked like a deflated, flesh-toned fanny pack.  "This is it?" I asked. "It doesn't have to be pretty, it just has to keep your passport safe."

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