“Every year on Halloween, my childhood friends and I had to stop at what we called the ‘blow up’ house, a house that put up at least a dozen inflatable ghosts, monsters and vampires twice as tall as we were around their lawn.”
Category: Essays
What It Means to Be a Woman
“Your own story really is ‘not that bad.’ It involves men catcalling you in the street. There is one time your friend decided to call back and the angry man wouldn’t leave the two of you alone for another ten minutes. Your story encapsulates that one time walking home from a friend’s in the summer time and a car with at least three men followed you for a bit, drove off, and then circled back around.”
Unpopular Opinion: Dunleath Porchfest is nice, but pretty white
“Solidarity and real equity comes from giving up space, paying artists and elevating communities that have historically been marginalized.”
Out
“Like many, I learned a lot in college. I learned that I didn’t like sociology and that it was pretty easy to finish a minor. I learned that I matter and that toxic people aren’t worth my time. And slowly over the course of those years, I learned that I was bi.”
Me and OCD
Children’s movies like Soul and Frozen II are the start of a much-needed conversation about OCD and depression.
Intersectional Me
In all the queer movies released in 2020, where were the disabled characters?
PTSD is like a particularly violent shadow. Silent until it isn’t.
“No one can see how PTSD makes you sick from the inside. It poisons the inside of your thoughts and obscures your connection to reality.”
My (lack of a) relationship with alcohol is complicated
The author talks about not being able to drink and what it’s meant for her relationships.
What happens after you publish your first book
Publishing a book is a bizarre process. Here’s what happens after.
What I Learned In The Psych Hospital
In 2009, the author spent five days in a psych hospital in Westchester County. Ten years later, she wrote about it.