More Than Shower Thoughts

Because some thoughts deserve more than a rinse and repeat

  • Apparently, Later Had Arrived

    I have graduated from taking Zoloft, and it’s been a complete trip. I didn’t realize how much of my emotions had been suppressed. I mean, it did a great job while I was trying to process all of the heavy stuff that came with depression. Though now, I’m starting to understand myself differently. Here I…

  • The Audacity of My Hormones at 42

    I have become the person who carries a neck fan and a paper fan in her purse. Why? Because my body runs at 105 degrees Fahrenheit ALL. THE. TIME. I hate it. Last spring, I joined a women’s golf club that ran into fall. Every Friday, we would meet at 6 PM for practice. Practice…

  • LoJack

    This month marks a full year since my dog LoJack passed. I know I haven’t fully healed because when I think about him, I tear up and immediately have to think about something else. I was seeing my therapist when LoJack passed, but I couldn’t focus on just that event. My mom was going through…

  • The Sentence That Never Really Left

    One of my core memories as a teenager was spending time at my friends’ houses. Not to do homework, but to hang out, call boys, and eat whatever their moms were making. Every year, a new family would take me in. It felt nice. One day, after coming back from my friend’s house, my mom…

  • I’m Not Cold, I’m Processing

    Hello. My name is Jen, and I suffer from resting bitch face. I didn’t realize it for a long time. I also didn’t know there was a name for it. I was in my mid-30s when I first heard the phrase—and honestly, it felt both offensive and accurate. Sure, I could try to soften my…