Hoping and Coping

After letting recurring depression/anxiety issues fester for the majority of my late adolescence and early adulthood, I have sought help over the past several months. I don't want this to be a "woe is me" post, so I'm going to avoid delving too deep into the nature of those issues, but my mental state has... Continue Reading →

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Dark Blue

(TW: Death) I was afraid of the deep end of the pool for most of my formative years. I never passed level 3 swim lessons because I wouldn’t dive into the deep end of the pool. I would sit on the end of the diving board, cross my arms over my chest, and cry while... Continue Reading →

Bizarre School Memories

1.) Bag milk. Until second or third grade, my elementary school served individual milk bags during lunch. Which was fine, unless you stabbed them the wrong way. Then they exploded. We definitely had cartons by third grade, though, because I remember spilling one all over myself. I've heard that bagged milk is common in other... Continue Reading →

Were

I don’t think I will ever forget the day I ran the third leg of the 4x1 relay at a track meet in Harrisburg. I remember noticing that the anchor was a little too far ahead for me to hand her the baton. I was so sure we were going to miss the handoff –... Continue Reading →

“Eff” The Police

When I told my mother that my friends and I were going to go sit in a graveyard and read classic literature, she said “Over my dead body.” I laughed. She didn’t. But after assuring her that it was a harmless activity (and that Dante was best read by candlelight next to a tombstone), she... Continue Reading →

Nightmares

When I was a kid, I occasionally had nightmares - as I'm sure most folks have had at some point in their lives. These typically consisted of scenarios I was actually afraid of, like falling from a great height, encountering a shark in the depths of the ocean, being locked in a small, dark room... Continue Reading →

Worth 1000 Words #12: Monochrome

Despite my complete lack of fashion sense, which is an affliction I have suffered from for the duration of my life, I watched Project Runway for a handful of seasons, binged my fair share of ANTM back in the day, and have seen enough episodes of What Not To Wear that I should genuinely know... Continue Reading →

Lucille

One of the proudest days of my academic career was being placed in the "advanced" group after a reading assessment in first grade. As such, I was permitted to read books marked with a daunting "5." The most challenging books set aside for young, aspiring readers - the first small steps on the way to... Continue Reading →

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