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Want to know the secret to happiness? Lower your expectations.

There’s an epidemic in this day and age: discontentment. So many people are discontent. They don’t like their jobs; they don’t like their age/stage of life/etc.; they don’t like themselves. They wish they had a partner or spouse, or they … Continue reading

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Why Donald Trump’s Comments About Women Matter – And It’s Not the Reason You Think

Hardly anyone I’ve heard has tried to argue that Trump is a good person. One of my mom’s and my favorite quotes is, “When someone shows you who they are, believe them.” It’s a Maya Angelou quote. Trump has consistently revealed who … Continue reading

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An Anorexic Life

About three years and a few months ago I stood on the mushy colored tiles in the hallway of the Cincinnati Children’s Hospital holding a white slip of paper. In stark black and white were the words DIAGNOSIS: ANOREXIA NERVOSA. … Continue reading

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Woman

I remember the year that I realized the world has rules for you. I don’t mean rules like you have to clean your room before bed and wear pants to school, but rules like you have to do something specific … Continue reading

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Dear Future Daughter

Dear Future Daughter, At the time of this writing, I am not very old. I don’t have reams of life experience to hand you, neatly stacked and organized. I don’t have much direction to offer you, as I am just … Continue reading

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Becoming an Adult (And Other Disasters)

The older I get, the better I like myself and the more I feel at peace with what God has in store for me. There are no more sleepless nights with the little Me inside my head running around in panicked … Continue reading

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Routine

I used to hate thinking about the routine of the everyday. I used to cringe, bury my head in anxiety, thinking about the collection of seemingly meaningless tasks that make up a life. My sould used to grate against the … Continue reading

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