“Sarah, I need you to run to the women’s restroom.”
“Why? Titi… I don’t wan… ”
“NOW.”
As an eleven-year-old, with budding teenage angst, I rolled my eyes and left.
I could count on half a hand how many times my aunt had ever been stern with me.
The shock…
As I stood up in front of the judge, facing the lone attorney whose client had attempted to strangle me fled the jurisdiction, I felt like I was outside of my body. …
Finance, let alone money, is not something I generally write about. Honestly, I feel like the last person anyone would want to listen to. I’m not a millionaire, I’m not a Henry, nor do I aspire to be anything of the like. …
It was the 4th of July of ‘99. I walked into my mother’s bathroom, taking a brief break from watching Pokémon on my box television.
I glanced at myself in the mirror to at look at my oversized, hole-ridden white Spice Girls t-shirt and the mismatched Esmerelda scrunchies holding my…
Previously, I wrote an article that illustrated some pretty ludicrous job postings on Upwork. From wanting you to personally talk to Jesus all the way to asking you to just “donate your time,” I wasn’t disappointed by the level of actual disappointment I experienced.
I mean, my soul was sucked…
“So tell me, Sarah, why do you want to be in the graphic design program next year?”
As I sat there in my high school’s library under the painfully bright white lights, I bunched my arms up into my stomach.
“I… I have always enjoyed art. I would love to…
With the inevitability of constitutional carry being put into effect November 1st, I cannot help but be concerned about the implications that will reveal themselves in the near future. I know that I am part of the minority of this state that does not view my right as an American…
In my early twenties, my therapist broke the news to me:
“I think what you are describing to me is shame, Sarah.”
I sat on her couch, bound up in a physical knot and air barely able to enter my lungs.
I argued with her, because “shame” wasn’t compatible with…
As someone who dabbles in the dense world of academia, I fully understand the necessity of sources and citations.
Hell, especially as a lawyer.
If you don’t have fifty different ways (or more) to prove your argument while simultaneously maintaining plans B through Z in your back pocket ready to…
It’s funny how we steer away from who we really are.
Just a few days ago I officially launched my very first professional website. The moment I clicked “make public” I was overcome with pause.
It felt calm.
It felt right.
It felt like me.
This was much different than…
