I've shared all sorts of humiliating, overly personal details online: about men I’ve slept with, illicit substances I’ve taken, and post-sex cleanup methods I’ve used. I’ve gotten yelled at online many, many times over, for everything from a story I wrote about the time I started a Wikipedia hoax about Amelia Bedelia to a smug, disingenuous hot take about how Stranger Things is sexist. (It isn’t, though I still maintain that it’s very boring and stupid.)
But the piece that makes me cringe the most, the one that sends me into paroxysms of shame whenever I think about it, is a column I wrote with the headline “Why I Want Donald and Melania’s Marriage.”
