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Writing as Therapy: In Which I’ve Been Watching Too Much Scrubs

I had a rough morning. Everyone does – nobody likes Monday mornings even if they do journal the shit out of them on Instagram or Twitter or Facebook or wherever they choose to shout into the void about their positive outlooks on life. But this morning wasn’t a typical “Mondays Suck” morning. I felt very… Continue reading Writing as Therapy: In Which I’ve Been Watching Too Much Scrubs

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Fears: On YA Lit, Mental Health and Therapy Anxiety

  I’ve been reading a lot about mental health in the last week and it’s no one’s fault but mine. Nothing has recently happened in my life to jump-start me, no scandal, no man drama, no work blow up. It started when I read a book about a character trying to cope with her own… Continue reading Fears: On YA Lit, Mental Health and Therapy Anxiety

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Turtles All the Way Down: A Pause in the Usual Programming

        I highlight, underline, and circle lines in the books I’m reading all the time. I notate and marginalia the shit out of everything I read because it’s a way for me to have a dialogue with the book, to react in real time, to show exactly how I was feeling at… Continue reading Turtles All the Way Down: A Pause in the Usual Programming

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It All Comes Back: Feels about Fun Home the Musical

After two weeks (okay three weeks it took longer than I thought) of decompressing, I’m ready to talk about my experience seeing Fun Home at Kalamazoo College. For reference: one time I read Fun Home and it fucking killed me. See this blog: Fun Home meets Skating Through Cemeteries: A Personal Reflection Here’s the thing. I don’t talk… Continue reading It All Comes Back: Feels about Fun Home the Musical

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Fun Home meets Skating Through Cemeteries: A Personal Reflection

  When I was in 10th grade, I wrote a fake autobiography. Well really, I drew the cover and wrote a blurb of a section of my childhood because that was all the assignment called for. In the blurb, I described the weird pleasant joy I got out of rollerskating and biking through the cemetery… Continue reading Fun Home meets Skating Through Cemeteries: A Personal Reflection