For a very long time, I was obsessed with the idea of being loved out loud. I wanted someone shouting it from the rooftops, declaring it constantly, posting it on social media — again and again and again. Because when everyone sees it, it must be true, right? In today’s
When good things happen, you celebrate for a day. You cut cake. Blow out candles. Dance with friends. It’s fleeting. When bad things happen, they last for weeks, months — hell, maybe they never end. You sob. You starve. You mourn. It’s all consuming. And suddenly, it becomes clear
Aging is a mindset — at least that’s what I’ve decided. And let me tell you how I’ve reached this conclusion. My husband and I were sitting on the couch watching an episode of Married at First Sight. Yes, we love our reality shows. In this specific episode,
I am pretty. I know that I am. So why do I feel this way? I love my lips — the perfect size and shape for my face. My face — beautiful. How my eyes crinkle when I smile. How I squint when I concentrate. How I can raise one eyebrow at
Listen, I know how this is about to sound. Believe me, I do. But I have to say it anyway. I think sometimes, life can be a little harder for those who are very good at many things. Ok, get it out now. Booooo! That’s such a privileged thing
Most people spend their entire lives in the state where they were born. I am not one of those people. A few years ago, amidst my parents' horribly messy divorce and all of the pain that came with it, I couldn’t wait to leave the northeast. I had
I’m having an existential crisis — at least that’s what my therapist tells me. So let me tell you what’s been on my mind and you can decide for yourself. What the actual fuck am I doing with my life? What am I meant to be doing? What