Why We Don’t Believe in Happy Single People

Why We Don’t Believe in Happy Single People

Many years ago, I had a crush on a boy named Nicholas. In kindergarten, Nicholas and I would race on little red bikes in the play yard. In fourth grade, he intentionally snapped a pencil in half so I, of course, put a pencil to my knee and snapped it. At the time, I...
The Value of a Moment

The Value of a Moment

Have you seen those message boards outside of some public restrooms that have lost dog flyers, job offers, and a dozen other random pieces of information posted on them? That’s very similar to what the inside of my brain looks like. At any given moment, you could peek...
Labeled

Labeled

I know we just met but I have to tell you something about myself. I hate labels. Hate is a strong word, but that’s how I feel about them. To be more clear, I can’t stand that labels so often constrain and cause confusion. There are few things that make my...
The Tragic End to My Acting Career

The Tragic End to My Acting Career

Everything was perfect. Six-year-old me examined the placement of my dolls and stuffed animals.  Soon, the living room would become a stage. Not only was I the director of this theatrical masterpiece, I was also the leading lady. My audience would be quite small...