I see myself in literature far more easily than I do in the mirror.
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I see myself in literature far more easily than I do in the mirror.
Continue readingSometimes common sense eludes me.
Continue readingI felt like I wasn’t being heard today.
Continue readingThe universe is clearly trying to tell me something.
Continue readingI did not know what to expect when I first set foot on Stetson’s campus.
Continue readingWhen I was first introduced to therapy, I was thirteen or fourteen years old. The basic idea was, “You are sick, and you need to get better.”
Continue readingRecently, I wrote a personal essay about my vacuum cleaner.
Continue readingI picked the wrong time to stop believing in myself.
Continue readingFor as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a writer.
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