“…maybe I’ve been spending too much time with the locals, but I want them to be grateful for being seen.”
growing up
I spent 3 months looking for a job when I first moved to New York. It was awful. […]
Growing up, I remember changing from my soccer uniform to my dance leotard. It’s fair to say, my […]
I remember the first time I was outed as a feminist. My friends Anna, Mary, and I were […]
I have been sheltered by my parents for 20 years of my life – my entire existence. Of […]
Dear Sahoura, It’s really only been three years since you wrote this letter but we both know […]
I recently wrote about lost love, explaining the delight and anguish that comes with loving and being loved […]
My friends and I are all in our mid-to-late twenties and it’s a time in our lives where […]
“The most important thing in life is your family. There are days you love them and others you […]
