F*ck Me: A Memoir

  On Intentionality I recently dated a man who seemed, at first glance, amazing. Perfect. Too good to be true.  He was tall, handsome, intelligent, shared my passion for reading, traveling, baking, maintaining a healthy lifestyle, and he, too, was a parent of three teenagers.  During our very first conversation, he cheered, “let’s Brady Bunch the shit out of this!”  I laughed, and secretly thought, "Hell yeah!" We messaged, talked on the phone and got to know one another at great length for nearly a month before our schedules aligned to meet in person.  Despite the long wait - perhaps because of it - I'd never been so excited about a first date! Not trying to get ahead of myself, he was the type of man I could really see myself falling for, a man with whom I could see myself building a life. And from everything he told me, I thought he felt the same way. Or, at least, I thought that was the goal. Then, just a few days before we were to finally meet, he did...

  My Year as a Middle-aged, Online S3x Symbol  When my children were 1, 2 and 3 years old respectively, I left my job as a college instructor to be a stay-at-home-mom.  The 'position' lasted over ten years, during which time  I lost friends and hobbies, stopped working out, didn't wear makeup, rarely talked about anything that didn't involve my kids, and barely left the house.  For over a decade, I felt... invisible; f or all intents and purposes, I was invisible. But after my divorce, I once again began to prioritize my health, my fit, myself. I decided to have a life again.  And that life was so incredible, so fun, so insane, so heartbreaking... I decided to publish a tell-all, post-divorce sex and dating memoir  - and, of course, promote it on social media. However, I could not have predicted what happened next in a million years...  I became a middle-aged, online sex symbol. *** On January 1, 2025, I published the ironically (and raunchily) ti...