Competition In Female Friendships

My friend Anya Groner says, “I take my friends’ successes personally.”

I love that. From Cinderella to Mean Girls, much of the media I consumed growing up pitted women against one another.

As an adult, though, what I’ve seen again and again is that — regardless of gender — when my friends thrive, it buoys my spirits.

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Lelia Gowland
Coping With Self-Doubt

I was scared to practice my big speech. Then a friend told me, “It’s the throwaway pancake.”

Immediately, I felt my shoulders relax. “It’s part of the process,” Julie explained, “The first pancake’s never very good, but you can’t get to the good ones without it.”

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Lelia Gowland
🎵 I'm coming out

Recently, a friend asked when it was that I fully accepted my sexual orientation. I immediately noticed an “oh shit” sensation: a wave of nausea and constriction in my throat.

I realized I (still) hadn’t.

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Lelia Gowland
We Should All Get Mammogram Merit Badges

Yesterday, a friend texted me about her first mammogram. Since I’m younger than the standard timeline for the first scan, I asked why she’d thought of me specifically. She replied,

“You seemed like the natural choice of people to talk boobs with.”

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Lelia Gowland
How To Help A Friend In Crisis

Have you ever struggled with how to help a friend who’s having a hard time. In this actionable post, I share tips for helping a friend in crisis, and I include texting templates to support a friend who's hurting.

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Lelia Gowland
Mandatory Fun Times

Thirty minutes later, they heard me wailing, “I want to go to the parteeee!” As the story goes, I danced with the grown ups in my PJs until the last guest departed.

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Lelia Gowland
What did I do wrong?

She replied that her boo was trying to pick up more industry-specific gigs, which paid better. Her note contained gratitude, a warm tone, and two exclamation points.

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Lelia Gowland
I'm not ok.

Midway through, the brain fog rolled in. I acknowledged it to my client and persisted. I had such fun and likely landed the gig. I did all the things!

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Lelia Gowland
Rescheduling

Instead of allowing myself to rest and recover, I wanted to demand my body to improve so I could have this damn meeting. I wanted so badly to rally—to be seen as “good”, hard working, deserving.

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Lelia Gowland
I fell. Please help.

A few years ago, I fell. I slipped and busted my bum on stairs in my house that my ex-girlfriend describes as “beautiful and treacherous”. This wasn’t a little stumble.

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Lelia Gowland
Oh, that never goes away

When my mom mentioned that none of these jobs made much money, I thought for a moment and explained that I’d be a doctor during snack time. I’d forgotten this until an early morning journaling session about my hesitation, as an adult, to call myself a writer.

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Lelia Gowland
Botox anyone?

I kind of assumed I’d age gracefully. I imagined myself accepting each iteration of changes in my body and mind as simply the next phase.

We’ll call that an…overly optimistic perspective.

A trip to the dermatologist planted an unexpected seed.

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Lelia Gowland
"I'm Sorry For Spitting On Your Dog"

As I anticipate all of these imminent calamities, I’ve also been thinking about why I can trust future Lelia to know what to do. To this end, I love the concept of our Adaptability Quotient (AQ) — the capacity to adjust course and change strategy as our situation evolves.

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Lelia Gowland