I Am A Victim of PTSD.

I Am A Victim of PTSD.

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It’s national post-traumatic stress disorder awareness day. While I’m usually very vocal about my struggles with mental illnesses, including anorexia, anxiety, and depression, PTSD is the one that I’m pretty silent on. I thought today, on the day that was named for this very reason, would be the right day to shed just a little […]

The Things I Carry

The Things I Carry

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This is my senior AP Literature project. It is probably my favorite piece that I’ve ever written because of it’s parallel to my story and it’s proximity to my heart… so I figured it was time that I share it 🙂   I used to carry nothing, Empty satchels replacing the rotting cavities where my […]

A Gripping Fear of Pencils

A Gripping Fear of Pencils

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It was never a delicate matter. I’ve always known who I was supposed to be. I knew far before anyone else knew. All the other kids wanted to be ballerinas or firefighters or Spiderman and I wanted to be a writer. I was already who I wanted to be. I was, at six, poring over […]