This Time Last Year

This Time Last Year

This time last year, I was in the produce aisle of the grocery store. I reached for the raspberries on the bottom shelf, my hand shaking with the remnants of too much caffeine. Unprocessed and unexpected, grief had come for me earlier that morning. I’d tried to stave...
Anxiety Makes You Look Like An Asshole

Anxiety Makes You Look Like An Asshole

God & Man I don’t reach out to people. I’m terrified of talking on the phone and starting conversations with strangers. I’m even scared of texting certain friends and coming on too strong, of graduating from a concerned friend to an annoying...