A Hard Thing

I can feel myself sweating, I resist the urge to fan myself with my hands and push my lungs to keep breathing. It's probably not visible, but I can feel that I'm shaking. I chant encouraging words to myself as I think back on all that I've done in my life. Somehow this seems harder, …

Island Of Empty Stomachs

There's an island off the coast of self-loathing, right next to Florida. It goes by many names: Anorexia, Bulimia, Binge Eating, Purging Disorder. It doesn't matter too much what you call it. It's a bit of a freak show, the carnies crawl around, leaving clumps of broken hair wherever they go. They'll come up to …

Stop Saying “They”

I'm sure they didn't mean anything. I don't think they knew. They are just ignorant. They always say that. They are so dumb. They are tearing this nation apart. They are less than us. When addressing a group separate from yourself, how do you define that group? By gender, race, age, personality trait, number of …

Why I’m Happy

Happiness as defined by mainstream media is having everything. Nice cars, soft hair, a devoted partner, etc. Today someone asked me if this was the worst week of my life. I lost my memory, woke up in an unfamiliar body with no answers as to what's wrong or how to fix it, and on top …

Why I Followed School Dress Codes-Even Though They Suck

Dress codes differ from school to school but a few common rules are as follows: Don't show shoulders. Skirts and shorts must be at least knee length. Clothes must not have profanity, guns, or sexual images. No hats or hoods indoors. Minimal cleavage showing. Many people in the media today have criticized school dress codes …

How Neglect Contributes to Society

Neglect is different from other types of abuse for a few reasons, first of all, no one talks about it. Children who are beaten live a hard life, full of fear and even if they escape their predicament with their life, the emotional and physical scars are everlasting. Children who are sexually abused have a …

Call Me Dramatic One More Time…

Growing up, I liked to watch princess movies, and I wanted to play with Barbies and I adored models. These factors likely lead to my career plans later in life working as a professional makeup artist. (See my website if you want more information about that!) Before I found a productive use for my love …