Hey, guys! Morgan here! It’s been a minute—and by “minute” I mean around eight months. Whoops. I’ll explain that at a later date. But the point is that I’m back and I’m ready to party! You wanna know my favorite way to party? To get down and really let loose? Head to the polls and… Continue reading Party At The Polls!
LUUUUUUUUUCY, I’M HOME!!!!!!!!! I’m back, girls and boys! The sun hath risen! The day has come! Your girl is here! I’ve returned to the land of the living. Although I guess “returned” would imply I had been there prior to this hiatus, and that’s simply not the case. I have arrived at the land of… Continue reading She’s Back
Well, son of a gun, she’s back. Hello, my dear, sweet angels. Please accept my sincerest apologies for the most recent hiatus. I can hardly imagine the anguish you’ve all experienced in my absence. Why? Why would she abandon us? You deserve answers, people, and you’re about to get some. Let’s do this. So, rewind… Continue reading No-Post November and a Whelming December
There’s really no sense in beating around the bush here, so let’s just dive right in. When I was 16, I was raped. It’s one of the reasons I struggle with depression today. It’s one of the reasons I go to therapy once a week. And it’s the reason I’m writing this blog today. When… Continue reading Me Too. And You. And You.
Pop a squat, kids. Mama’s got some things to say. So, gather around. Pull up a chair. Or better yet—take a knee. Ah, the kneel. We’ve got quite a lot of people on their knees (don’t) lately. Some in protest. Some in prayer. Some in both. The kneel of protest comes by way of the… Continue reading Take a Knee
Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. And before we talk about this, I’m going to ask you to do something for me. It’ll be quick, I promise. Can you do me a favor and set a timer? Grab your phone, your stopwatch, your FitBit, whatever floats that boat. Grab a timer and set it for… Continue reading Stay.
The differences in beliefs between political parties are many, absolutely. Despite that vast list, though, we all have the same, or similar, ultimate goal—a thriving, successful, strong, innovative country. None of us likes poverty. None of us likes hunger. We like when our country is healthy. We like when our country is happy. We just… Continue reading Why It’s Totally Kosher to Cut Trump Supporters Out of Your Life
So, May was Mental Health Awareness Month. And, boy, was I aware. It’s June now (thanks for the update, Morg), and I’m finally ready to let it out. We all know I wrestle with depression, I’ve shared stories and reflections of my struggles with this little bitch, but it’s always been after the fact. After… Continue reading People Need Other People
It’s that time of year, kids. Caps, gowns. Parents frolicking about campus. In your apartments. Where you convince them that glass contraption shaped awfully similar to a bong is just abstract art. It’s a magical time. The end of an era. It’s a celebration of academia. A celebration marking the papers you’ve written at 3am,… Continue reading A Letter to the Class of 2017
Oh, say can you see? By an Autumn Sunday’s sweet light? That’s right, my sweet petunias. Football season is poking her beautiful head back around that athletic corner. While we may be a devastating four months away from the real deal, in a mere few hours, sweet salvation shall come. Yes, that’s right, cupcakes: it’s… Continue reading The Real First Round: Second Edition
Are You Calling Me Fat? 