Mental Health & Recovery

I Opened Up About Self-Harm To My Entire College. This Is What Happened.

I stood backstage, my heart racing and my palms sweaty as I glanced over my notes. I was about to tell the majority of my college that I struggle with depression and self-harm. I was scared. I couldn’t believe I was actually about to tell everyone some of my darkest, most shameful secrets. But I…… Continue reading I Opened Up About Self-Harm To My Entire College. This Is What Happened.

Justice & Equality

Why I Give Money To Homeless People

“You got any spare change?” the man asks. He’s grubby, carrying a small backpack holding all of his belongings and a cardboard sign that says “Lost job. Anything helps.” I shake my head and hurry past, staring at the ground, not even looking him in the eye. I wanted to help him, but I couldn’t…… Continue reading Why I Give Money To Homeless People

Love, Life & Community

You Don’t Need To Apologize-To My Mom Friends From Your Childless Friend

This piece was originally published by Scary Mommy. To My Mom Friends, I know you have a lot on your plate. I know that being a mom has changed everything for you. I also know it’s really easy to feel guilty for not doing it all. But please don’t let me be yet another thing you…… Continue reading You Don’t Need To Apologize-To My Mom Friends From Your Childless Friend

Love, Life & Community

Coaches Teach Kids More Than A Sport

This piece was originally published on TenToTwenty.com I simultaneously anticipated and dreaded my practices and games as a teenage athlete. I loved the sport, working hard, and learning new strategies. My coach was gifted at teaching skills and as a result our team was very good. But there was a dark side to being an athlete as well: the pressure and anxiety…… Continue reading Coaches Teach Kids More Than A Sport

Love, Life & Community

No Words to Say Goodbye, But Goodbyes Aren’t Always Forever

This piece was originally published by Feminine Collective on 4/4/2016. “They’re on their way,” my mom said. My heart sank. This was going to be painful. I didn’t know what I was going to say. One of my closest friends was coming over. We had very similar, although quite odd, interests for teenage girls, but this time we weren’t planning…… Continue reading No Words to Say Goodbye, But Goodbyes Aren’t Always Forever