I believe I was born to be a mom. At 22, I have already lived through great suffering. I have cried out in agony and sobbed uncontrollably and contemplated ending my life more times than I would like to admit. That is something I will never wish on my children…

I’ve been in therapy for the last 3 years and I don’t plan on stopping any time soon. I’ve learned to find comfort in rooms obviously designed to be calming, even though I was too stubborn at first to appreciate them. Oh, you’ve got crashing wave noises playing and dim…

I wish you could’ve seen me in high school. At 5'6" and a lean 145 pounds, I spent my afternoons and weekends playing year-round travel and varsity volleyball. …

I always thought working from home would be a dream. I could wear my PJ’s, eat an unprofessional amount of snacks, and scream whenever I wanted (sometimes you just have one of those days). …

Like many of you, I have been holding my breath for 24 hours. The 2020 U.S. election is a monumental event for America, one that could very well end in civil unrest. We’ve seen a lot happen the past few months, including protests and riots, massive COVID deaths, and a…

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE Suicidal ideation is no joke. I’ve struggled with it my fair share throughout the years, at its worst my sophomore year of college. I felt lost and out of control, a victim of my own thoughts. This was shortly before I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, validating…

A lot of people don’t believe in personality tests. They’re overgeneralized, often inaccurate, and put you in a box. They force you to be vulnerable and take a hard look at your mushy, gushy insides. Me? I think they’re fun. More than that, though, they gift me the language to…

Dating apps: you name them, I’ve downloaded them. What else am I supposed to do? I’m 22, single, fresh out of college, and living in the middle of a pandemic. I crave companionship and have a never-ending desire to spice things up. …

I see Facebook videos all the time explaining the weird, wacky condition that is “misophonia.” My sister tags me in them and it makes me feel seen. Of course, I watch them with the sound off because they’re riddled with clips of people crunching chips and pickles and popcorn and…