Eleanor Margolis is a freelance journalist, whose "Lez Miserable" column appears weekly on the New Statesman website.
A charitable initative to encourage sufferers to knit a Christmas jumper signalling their condition is well-intentioned but way off the mark.
Maybe just don’t grab her at all?
A new creepy "killer clown" craze is distracting us from the real horror in our midst.
A new exhibition examines the history of mental health care and the enduring stigma that surrounds it.
You can now use your smartphone for selecting semen. I had a swipe to see what’s out there.
Adding a more human element to the sexual education syllabus could stop teens turning to porn.
The temptation to believe that everything will be OK is lulling us into a false sense of post-Brexit security.
On the Day Tube, men manspread; on the Night Tube, they manlounge.
I turn on the TV and I’m back in a changing room that smelled like pencils and terror.
No country has ever left the EU before, so there's no map for where we're going.
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