“Why can’t we treat death with a certain amount of humanity and dignity, and decency, and God forbid – maybe even humor?” – Robin Williams, Patch Adams When hearing about Robin Williams’ death, I felt angry. Angry that depression had taken another life and angry that the world lost not only an amazing actor, […]
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Junior year of high school for me was filled with honors and AP classes, the pressure of college looming, and the ever-present need to get straight A’s. In every class I was pushed to excel and succeed and pass this test and that one so that when it came time to apply to colleges, I’d […]
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There is no hand outstretched, no reassuring words when I fall. My body becomes liquid, like Bruce Lee said, only it’s not quite water. I close my eyes and am back in my room, practicing, knowing that next time the boys won’t knock me to the ground. Next time my hands will move so fast […]
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When I was 14 years old, a friend confessed to me that he was struggling with suicide, and though I knew it was out there, no one I had known personally had gone through something like that. I had no idea what to do or how I could help him, but I did know that […]
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