It was roughly 2 am when I felt the shame swim through my body like I was slowly being poisoned; I could sense this devastating heat pulse through every fiber of my being as I wiped away the hot tears, my bottom lip quivering. I let the street lights guide my pink and white Vans…
Moving to South Korea was the hardest thing I ever did. I’d never been so far away from home for such a long period of time. I assume it would have been easier if I were in a larger city like Seoul, but I was placed in a very small town called Yeongam in the…
“WHAT DID YOU TAKE!?! WHAT DID YOU TAKE??!!” I heard my mom shouting repeatedly as I woke up in a fog, despite my best efforts to end it all. I’d consumed 350 Advil, 70 Propranolol, a pack of Claritin, and an entire bottle of NyQuil, followed up by two gram-sized dabs of wax, and a…
Smarmo. It’s the name I gave the zit on my chin. Sometimes, when I’m really put off by a breakout, I’ll give it a name and welcome it into our home. “Hello, Smarmo,” I’ll smile in the mirror with my chin tilted up to get a nice visual, “I’ll make sure to be a gracious…
Supreme Court Justice, Ruth Bader Ginsburg passed away on Friday, the 18th. If I’m being completely honest, when the notification texts came through from my mom, aunt, and grandma, I didn’t understand what that meant for our country. And if I’m being even more honest, I still don’t fully, but I have learned what the…
Don’t die, don’t die, please God don’t die! I had no idea what would happen when a dumb ass twenty-something, working on one of his first music videos put regular gasoline in the diesel tank of a 4-ton truck carrying tens of thousands of dollars’ worth of set design and equipment. I figured at some…
Privilege. A nice and heavy word to cause tension among the masses. As I read Nate’s story (the featured writer for this Sunday), I appreciated his candor while recognizing his view was likely born out of serious reflection. Even as I formulated the questions I would post on Instagram this week (yes, I spend entirely…
I know Chuck Bass can’t be the only other person that’s been told they killed their mother at birth… considering he’s a fictional character and we’re still in the midst of a pandemic, I don’t think I’ll be breaking bread with him anytime soon. And I’m not necessarily saying the thoughts of my mother’s death haunts…
Many of us have heard and watched James Lipton interview performers on his show, Inside The Actors Studio, where he asks the same ten questions in that righteous, but earnest tone, such as ‘what sound do you love?’ or ‘what is your least favorite word?’ I’ve been greatly entertained watching beloved actors give their answers…
I first met Devon circa 2008, playing beer pong at a house party in Peoria, and naturally, we bonded over our shared name, as well as our ability to sink a white ball in the last red cup to seal a glorious win. We connected sporadically over the years following, and more recently, through Instagram…