The State I’m In

People have always told me that I am an eighty-year-old woman stuck in a young girl’s body.  I had my life planned out. I was never a person who didn’t know what my life looked like. I knew the niche categories my love fell into and knew the depths of my heart early in life.  I evenContinueContinue reading “The State I’m In”

Years of Being Misdiagnosed

There was a lot that changed in my life when I was first diagnosed with anything. The first time I was diagnosed was my first hospitalization. That was the first time I was medicated for anything, too. I was only SIXteen. I was told I had social anxiety, OCD, and major depressive disorder. I wasContinueContinue reading “Years of Being Misdiagnosed”

Your Only Perspective Is Your Own, Until You Change It

My morning ritual involves sweat, pills, and a shower. Most days, I try to get in the shower as soon as I wake up in a puddle of my own sweat. It is hard to understand what you are feeling when your label lists so many side effects that doctors need help from more doctorsContinueContinue reading “Your Only Perspective Is Your Own, Until You Change It”

For My Friends That Didn’t Make It, Happy Birthday

ā€œAs the humanitarian of the zodiac, Aquarians are committed to creating a large-scale impact from the ground up, which means these revolutionaries are all about macro change. They aspire to move radically through social progress, so if they seem disinterested, it’s likely because the issue at hand isn’t community-focused. Shifting the conversation from ā€œmeā€ toContinueContinue reading “For My Friends That Didn’t Make It, Happy Birthday”

Ode To Teen Girls

It feels like just yesterday I was sitting in the passenger seat of my mom’s car saying, ā€œI want to find a boy like Morrissey one day.ā€ And her reply being, ā€œSky, you know he’s gay, right?ā€ I didn’t. And honestly I am pretty sure he calls himself ā€œhuman-sexualā€ now, so gay might not beContinueContinue reading “Ode To Teen Girls”

I Don’t Fit In A Box

Before I created this blog and titled it, I wanted my first clothing line to be called ā€œUnlabeled.ā€ I decided that at about age thirteen. That just so happens to also be the age I started getting really into tumblr and the more artistic side of social media. At that time, I just thought itContinueContinue reading “I Don’t Fit In A Box”