The dawn of the millennium in 2000 quietly expanded our family’s entertainment. Our parents bought a computer for us to share. I remember the excitement as we sat in our dining room, staring at the large white box, waiting for it to be set up. Before this, I’d only used them at school for typing ...

In 2019, my girlfriend and I scored tickets to see Dear Evan Hansen, my favorite musical. As I walked into the theater, the buzz of excitement charged the air and surged through me like lightning. I had always been a fan, so the opportunity to see it on Broadway made my heart race as if ...

There are Gen Z’ers who live without a smartphone by choice. Shocked? I listened to a podcast on the effects of social media and doom scrolling, a topic that fascinates me for several reasons. Being attached to our phones is so normalized that we don’t notice the abnormalities and negative patterns of this behavior. No ...

Content warnings: Contains thoughts of suicide and discussions of severe depression The doctor leaned across the desk that separated us. “After learning a bit more about your symptoms and behavioral track record, it seems to me that you show signs of having severe depression.” There was a brief moment of silence before I finally spoke ...

Exhausted. Confused. Petrified. These words pop into my head when I stare at my reflection and reflect upon where I am today. My eyes are dull, and there are prominent dark bags under them. A dull, lifeless expression dominates my face. I witness parts of my life flash before me while I watch, recalling who ...

Have you ever heard of atychiphobia? It’s an extreme and irrational fear of failure that can clash with your daily life, preventing you from taking risks or causing you to delay tasks that you feel will result in defeat. Some classify it as a non-diagnosed anxiety disorder. I considered this terror to be one of ...

Who I am Is sinful in every way. Why was I created? I do not wish to stay. If I could leave, This world would be happier. No one would grieve. The Lord Himself And Heaven would cheer, If I were no longer here. These lonely nights will take their toll. These thoughts spiral out ...

Is it really poetry if we're forced to create it? Only the poet knows.

How can I loveIn a world full of hate? How can I growWhen I’m crushed by the weight? How can I learnWhen ignorance is bliss? How can I succeedWhen jobs are remiss? How can I governWhen politics are a joke? How can I speakWhen my words always choke? How can I thriveIn this world that ...

It climbs from the east. Those beams that signal a new day and the promise of a fresh start. That offers the chance to shed the past, like dry, unwanted skin flaking away in the wind. That brings renewed optimism and the possibility of favorable terms. And I sigh I wait under my covers and ...