Content warnings: Contains thoughts of suicide and discussions of severe depression The doctor leaned across the desk that separated us. “After learning a bit ...

When I was growing up, we never went to the coast. We lived in an urban area, about an hour from the nearest shore. ...

Exhausted. Confused. Petrified. These words pop into my head when I stare at my reflection and reflect upon where I am today. My eyes ...

Perfectionism boosts my inner critic up to maximum volume. This nagging voice amplifies my insecurities. My armor of positivity depletes when my flaws get ...

What is a protest? Most know it as taking to the streets with your community to advocate for human rights or other global issues. ...

Modern society romanticizes staying busy, touting it as the norm. I believe that doing nothing is a form of productivity. Why? Because downtime is ...

Can one imagine thedepths of a man’ssoul? Among anticipated crowdsof bleating sheepand raised voices, Eager to see the merchandiseeach pitiful trinket,worthless bauble Compared to ...

Specializing in a field and staying in the same role for 10-plus years used to be impressive and admirable. Things have changed in the ...

To my future self, First of all, what’s going on? How have you been? I hope all the answers are positive, even if I’m ...

I’ve been a native New Yorker for 36 years. I was born in Queens. We spent endless amounts of time outside during my childhood, ...