I feel like crying today. I went to bed late, woke up late, and almost cried as I ran late to work. Not because I was late, but because I was going to work. I don’t feel like that every day, but I do more and more lately. I really enjoy what I do while … Continue reading I’m Depressed and That’s Okay
Tag: Personal Essays
Thoughts on Being Home
The old proverb says ‘home is where the heart is,’ but what if your heart is in more places than one? I spent the second half of January in the first place I ever called home. I hadn’t been there in almost a year and a half, marking my last stint away from that home … Continue reading Thoughts on Being Home
Before My Best Friend’s Wedding
I'm about to fly home tomorrow, land, get on another plane, and go see my best friend from high school get married. I'm 23 and have only had one relationship thus far. That's okay, I'm not sensitive about it, but it does still strike me as a little odd to be in this position. I'm … Continue reading Before My Best Friend’s Wedding
Here’s to a Bold 2018
Hello citizens of the world, welcome to a new year. I don't know about you, but for me, this entirely symbolic passing of time makes me feel fresh and new every year, and this year is no exception. 2018 could not have come at a more opportune time for me - let's rewind a few … Continue reading Here’s to a Bold 2018
Where that Place Used to Be
That house that is no longer my home fills me with longing each time I go but I know: home is where the heart is. The school's not the same but neither am I; everything changes with the passing of time. That city never changed 'til I left it behind.
If I try to work hard, I burn out quickly. If I don't work hard, I'll only fail. If I I try to work hard, I always fall short. If I don't work hard, I'll only fail. I'm so exhausted.
"Stop touching your face so much, you're the reason it looks like that." "Why are you so obsessed with yourself?" "Okay but we do look good let's be real." "Seriously, stop digging craters in our skin." "No, that foundation is not your shade." "Yes, your butt is getting flabby." "We've had better outfits, but I … Continue reading Mirror, Mirror
Let's pretend I need a friend I don't know where this darkness ends and I- I can't help but wonder Who I'd be if I had another Let's pretend you want to be In the dark alone with me and you- You don't mind the dark at all You say the dark makes you feel … Continue reading Light Switch
I spent four years with the same teacher, three of them in a club he was in charge of, one of them as vice president of said club. In those four years of high school, I had countless conversations with my German teacher, countless experiences, and countless lessons. Countless, but I'll try recalling some. One … Continue reading The Professor
I've always cared more for where I'm going than where I've been; my past was nice but I did not choose it; the future is all me.