I’ve said this more times than I can count: I often feel bad for the people who don’t know my friends. I know that it …

Fairytales have ruined me. Ever since I can remember, I’ve been on a steady media diet of Once Upon a Time and Happily Ever After. …

When I first announced that I would be moving to Atlanta, many people responded in one of two ways. Half of my friends and family …

Most of my friends are artists. I don’t know why it’s like this, but I seem to surround myself with people who love to and …

I’ve been hearing the phrase “finding your passion” quite a bit in the past few weeks. The phrase seems to be everywhere, and everyone I …

“I’ve been in here for far too long,” I thought while locked in the bathroom stall. “People might start talking!” My thoughts may have been …

I am a Christian which means that I belong to a body of believers. There’s no way to put this nicely, but my body of …

Sundays are hard. But I remember when they weren’t. I remember when they were the one day that I allowed myself to wake up without …

“So,” she said, “What do you like to do for fun?” My silence took us both by surprise. It had been years since anyone had …

My aunt Kaisa is one of my favorite people in the world. I affectionately call her “Titi,” which is a nickname meaning “aunt,” commonly used …