Birthdays come around once a year. Everyone’s claim to celebrating life on a single date filled with flowers and praise melodies and cakes decorated with a mishmash of love and icing. I love birthdays But none quite like I loved yours. Because when yours glided by, time stood still- I…

I’m an expert when it comes to scabs. Whenever one forms on the surface of my variantly marked brown skin, I analyze its shape, size texture and hue I get to know them intimately and accept them as they make their home on my epidermis. But the wounds you created…

My family would always joke that the HGTV show Fixer Upper would be the title of my autobiography. This isn’t because I bear any resemblance to Joanna Gaines or have a compelling eye for design. It is because of my insatiable desire to do exactly what the show’s namesake suggests…

This is part 1 of a 3 part semi-autobiographical story about my experience growing up as a ballerina. …

One of my first core memories as a kid involved me making a mistake. I was 6 years old in the first grade, and one day, I was attempting to quickly finish up my lunch as my 85 year old British teacher ushered me back inside our classroom. In the…

Having an anxiety disorder is complicated, to say the least. But in reflecting on my experience, I’ve been eternally grateful to have a set of supports that have carried me through the moments that have been especially difficult. This set of 3 pieces is about 3 facets of my life…

For years, I’ve dealt with an anxiety disorder that, especially recently, has been debilitating. It’s hard to put into words the unique experiences I’ve had and mindset I’ve developed because of my anxiety, but these 3 short pieces I wrote provide some insight as to what living with anxiety is…