A few years ago, my gynecologist left me a voicemail telling me to call her back. I had recently had my annual exam, but my doctor had given me results via voicemail before. I worried the news could not be good.

My gynecologist is never judgmental and...

Over the past few months, I have adopted a mantra for myself: "What kind of woman do you want to be?" It's something I ask myself whenever I'm faced with a tough decision, an out-of-control emotion or an impulse I know is unhealthy.

This Friday is my 27th birthday....

When Titanic was first released in 1997, I was 12. I saw the movie for the first time on opening weekend and went on to see it another five times in theaters. I, like many other 12-year-old girls of that era, was obsessed. I listened to "My Heart Will Go...

This Christmas holiday, my mother and I visited some cousins who live near her in upstate New York. As we are apt to do when visiting this particular branch of extended family, we ended up gathered around the kitchen table, chatting amiably and gorging on various holiday desserts. At one...

Last summer, I met one of my guy friends at a bar in midtown Manhattan. He ordered a Bud Light; I ordered a Jameson on the rocks. "Damn," he said, looking at me as if I'd just set myself on fire. "You're more of a man than I am."

And...