It’s always strange to see how much you change. Continue reading
It’s so amazing how much things can change. Continue reading
Ideas for surviving a rough night (or day): Continue reading
I have scabs on my scalp. They’ve been there since eighth grade–that’s over seven years. Last month, my counselor revealed that she’d diagnosed me with dermotillomania. Continue reading
Trigger warning: this post discusses suicide and suicidal thoughts. Continue reading
Still haven’t shaved, and it’s been over a year.
You could’ve seen the title and thought, Oh, God. Another goddamn hairy feminist. I’m able to say this because at one point I probably would’ve thought this.
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I feel like we all have those “this isn’t how I thought my life would turn out” moments. My most recent one found me as I made a boca burger at 10pm then climbed the stairs back to my room to wait for the results of a flash fiction contest.
I turn 20 in 9 days. This is something that I didn’t think would happen. Continue reading