And then there was The Lake. The biggest lake. A lake larger than the seas of faraway lands. A lake so vast you cannot see its end. A lake so powerful you can surf its waves. A lake with its own stories of sunken treasure and shipwrecks. It’s my lake. And it’s so many people’s joy.
Sometimes I get straight up hate for being a twenty-something who lives in the suburbs. Some who love the downtown city life think I’ve shotgunned the suburbian kool-aid and I’m doomed to be defining my life by my Starbucks order and wasting my money on lawn… Read More
The health care system is broken. I am 100% for utilizing primary care physicians, lowering health care costs, and reducing unnecessary testing. But my patience has finally come to its end. I would rather go to the emergency room than see my primary care physician. And… Read More
There is too much bad advice out there for people with anxiety disorders. Advice that says we can control our anxiety and need to think happy, be happy, and get on our feet. The kind of advice someone preaches before they give you a chummy slap on the… Read More
There is a game a lot like Jumanji. Once you start playing, you must keep playing, damned the consequences. It’s the game where you go down a spiral of depressive thoughts and intense emotions that have nothing to do with where you are right now. I… Read More
As I look forward to my next milestone—the good ol’ three-oh—I can’t help but think of all the things we need to stop doing. We’re already doing a lot in our late twenties and some of those things are not worth our time. So instead… Read More