Shareen Ayoub 7 posts 0 comments

For me, it started in high school, when I was finally granted access to the influx of male suitors. Sure, I was a late bloomer, constantly reminded by my mother of the value of a woman who waits. But despite my incessant protesting that I was ready for true love at the wise age of 12, I still wasn’t granted access til several years later. My…

I mean, it’s not awkward enough that you just got your first period and your mother and grandmother parade your blood-stained panties all throughout the…

Maybe telling him to drop dead on a regular basis should have been a good indicator that things in your marriage aren’t so great. Maybe you should have…

True Story. There he was - the cold blade of the knife pressed against the thin, frail palm of his hand. “All four of them,” he thought to himself with gritted teeth. “I’m going to slash all four of his tires. I’m going to teach him a lesson. No one yells at me like that.” “Ya man, don’t.” It was the sound of reason. The…

You wonder what the weapon of choice will be tonight. Shoes? Fists? Will there be bruises on your arms? Maybe your face again. A keyboard…

There he is, sitting in front of the TV with nothing but his boxers on. One hand is clasped tightly around the remote, while the other is comfortably…

There you are, stripped down to the lingerie your mom and grandmother picked out for your wedding night. Was it something you would have chosen? Not really… I mean it’s not hideous, it’s just unnatural. The outfit is an ordeal really - ribbons and bows everywhere and a very uncomfortable g-string grinding in between your…