It was the 70’s. Playboy and Penthouse were ubiquitous on suburban coffee tables, at least in the households where I babysat. My parents, in keeping with the make-love-not-war attitude of…
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The summer I came back to the States, the fall I chose never to go back to Iran, I told myself that if I could just get away from my…
Do you know who you are, and what you want from a life partner? Are you afraid that by voicing your needs you will drive him (or her) off? This…
If I were to teach a course about overcoming the emotional damage and the misconceptions picked up from alcoholic parents, this would be the semester’s assigned reading. You’ll see me…
I received an e-mail this week that speaks to so many of us raised in alcoholic households. I just went through a breakup again on Saturday. My 34th birthday. There…
I once had a wonderful brother-in-law—a neurosurgeon in Tehran– who liked to point out interesting articles in his medical journals. Like the case study of an Iranian boy who’d bitten…
