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What I Learned Standing on a Street Corner Attempting to Talk to People about Mental Health

July 21, 2017

If you follow me on Twitter, which, let’s be honest, you probably don’t, you know I had what I’m lovingly/pathetically calling a “solo rally” last Saturday to raise awareness about mental health and illness. This was inspired by an incident where my little brother was essentially told he should go to Europe to seek the … More What I Learned Standing on a Street Corner Attempting to Talk to People about Mental Health

In Which an Old Man Talks at Me for 2 Hours

July 12, 2017

An older colleague of mine asked for a happy hour drink and I said yes, despite my suspicions that this was not necessarily going to focus on work chat. He proceeded to regale me with the following stories and tidbits: He talked about his football start days and all the partying he did back in … More In Which an Old Man Talks at Me for 2 Hours

Reading This Essay Will Change Your Life

June 20, 2017

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship, my senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip, my toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’. I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my … More Reading This Essay Will Change Your Life

An Ode to My Best Friend

June 14, 2017

I’ll never forget what you were wearing that first day I saw you: an orange tube top with denim overalls. We sat across the room from each other in Mr. Petrik’s IB English class. During attendance he called your name and you said something funny and the whole class laughed and I knew I wanted … More An Ode to My Best Friend

The Mad People

June 8, 2017

I’d been depressed for weeks, slumping in and out of a reality that was forced upon me, that I didn’t want to face. So when I woke up one morning and decided I was going to take a trip to Mexico City, I thought maybe the depression was coming to an end. I had enough … More The Mad People

An American Girl, According Only to My Citizenship

June 7, 2017

The gist: I’m Iranian American and I don’t want to be. I want to turn my back on my cultural heritage. I want pale skin and light brown hair instead of an olive complexion and a jet black knotted rat’s nest. I don’t want to marry an Iranian man. I want to marry Charles Caruthers … More An American Girl, According Only to My Citizenship

The Twitching Hour

June 6, 2017

When you’re single, there is a time of day I refer to as the Twitching Hour. It’s different for everyone, but I imagine, unless you are a spectacularly well adjusted person who is perfectly content being alone (not lonely but alone), you may know what time of day I’m referring to. Work is done. Chores … More The Twitching Hour

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