“I’m just so scared about everything,” I cried to my mom one night. We were talking about what always seems to come up periodically throughout the year: my anxiety. Anxiety, the clever girl, sneaks up on me when I least expect it, my throat closing up, eyes welling with tears. It leaves me breathless […]
I was eighteen and frantic the first time I heard the word “dichotomy.” The person that said it was the complete opposite of me: white, preppy, prepared. My eyes bugged out—what does that mean? I remember looking around the room, helpless, for anyone else who also had no idea what that word meant. But […]
