I love the movie 10 Things I Hate About You—it’s one of my family’s all-time favorites. I thought I knew the film’s lesson, but it turns out I had it wrong.

I thought my sister was crazy when she called a misogynist. Years later, I see her point.

The big box store lets me spend exactly what I want on myself—next to nothing. What if I don’t love myself enough to shop anywhere else?

First, my mother was my parent. Then, she was my best friend and soulmate. What I ultimately needed, though, was for her to be a surgeon.

The party had everything I could ask for: soft beds. Mood lighting. Pizza. What I didn’t expect? Self-acceptance.