All of the content from before I became a Born Again Millennial
Connive
Today I present to you: three stories that illustrate why I do not and will not ever trust a middle-aged white man ever again (not that I need any anecdotal reason. Just open a history book and read like, a header.). 1. The Dance Teacher I’m a freshman in college, and objectively the best ballroom…
Rejuvenescence
Move over Demi Lovato, because it is I who is mastering the art of starting over. 2024 was hopefully the ugliest year I’ll have in a while. Heartbreak and Hurricane Helene shook me hard enough to finally change my situation. I’m no longer stuck. No longer restricted, afraid, small, or self-depreciating. Y’know what they say…
Enervated
*TW: Rape* “Your Body, My Choice.” The anthem that young men are already splattering all over womens’ online content – a mere 2 days after the election. The fear burning inside me is the same fear I felt the first time I was sexually assaulted, nearly 10 years ago. I write to cope, and the…
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