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I worry, therefore I am

I’ve had a hard time writing this past week, probably in part because I’ve had a hard time thinking lately. Writing requires at least some organization of thought: a trait I have been completely lacking recently. I’ve been reluctant to talk about it, but I do believe part of how we connect with one another is through being vulnerable and transparent, so that’s my goal. … Continue reading I worry, therefore I am

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Just a Joke

How often have to heard someone say something blatantly offensive or purposely incendiary, only to fall back on the excuse, “It’s just a joke!” when someone calls them out on their bad behavior? “Lighten up!” they’ll say, as they belly laugh over something that definitely wasn’t funny in the first place. “Learn to take a joke,” they’ll insist, as though you’re the problem here. Humor … Continue reading Just a Joke

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Gender 101

The public conversation around gender has become increasingly nuanced since my college days, much to my delight. That said, the influx of new language can be overwhelming. If you want to know why someone called you “cis” or are just looking for a crash course in gender, this post is for you. Vocabulary sex: Refers to the anatomy of an individual’s reproductive system, and secondary … Continue reading Gender 101

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Little Joys

As someone who’s struggled with life-long clinical Depression, the concept of “happiness” has always been bizarre and elusive to me. The examples of happiness we see in our young lives are often of the “and they lived Happily Ever After” variety, implying that happiness is a state once reaches, rather than a string of beautiful moments peppered along a lifetime.  And as long as I … Continue reading Little Joys

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It’s Not About You (and that’s Great)

I spend an exorbitant amount of time anxiously worrying about what other people think of me. I worry about other things too, usually whatever could go wrong in any given situation, but other people’s opinions of me, in particular, is something that monopolizes much of my brain power. I worry so much, in fact, that I sometimes wonder if I would cease to exist if … Continue reading It’s Not About You (and that’s Great)