When I look back to my teenage years, many of the memories that rise to the surface are dark around the edges, like singed photographs held over a flame. I struggled with toxic perfectionism and intense melancholy over which I had little control—so all-consuming that I often had trouble focusing on the world outside of…
The idea to start a blog first came to me in the summer of 2016. Despite the fact that I had a full-time writing job in an interesting industry, I felt like I was only exercising one part of my creative mind. Maybe it was the fact that I was writing meticulous snippets of copy…
We appreciate fall for the same reason that we appreciate life: It’s beautiful because it’s finite. At the same time that we’re dazzled by the contrast of vivid foliage against an impossibly blue sky, we can’t help but wonder how much longer it will last. As the sweltering summer heat dissolves into crisp temperatures and…
Earlier this year, I told the story of how I met, loved, and lost the person I once considered my soulmate—and why it was ultimately for the best. The concept of “soulmates” is a mystery that I’ve been unraveling for nearly a decade. Today, I want to dig into my beliefs about soulmates, developed through…
What do I love about summer? I love that time passes as slowly and sweetly as honey. I love the way that the world looks when it’s drenched in golden light. I love falling asleep to the steady drone of cicadas and frogs. I love reading in my hammock on lazy summer afternoons. I love…
Spring never ceases to feel like a miracle to me. New England’s unrelenting winters always leave me feeling doubtful that warm weather will find its way back to us again. As the trees finally begin to bud and the flowers push through the earth’s surface, it brings an undeniable hope that feels like falling in…
I could never have anticipated that within days of moving to Boston to begin my first semester of college in 2008, I would be dropped directly into the center of the most cryptic, heart-rending story that I would ever encounter. I still hesitate to commit his name to the page. Knowing our history, it seems…
