If I weren’t being dragged down by worries of impracticality, maybe political science would be my major instead of my minor.
I felt increasingly uncomfortable with the idea of remaining a bystander when there was a conversation I truly wanted to be a part of, happening in front of me.
Being in middle school is hard enough without being depressed. After my depression and social anxiety became severe at age 12, I was in for a reckless ride of sadness, poor coping mechanisms, and jet […]
Social media has created an outlet of escapism which is so satisfying, that it makes us hate our real-life presence.