I'm passionate about telling stories around mental health, personal growth, and relationships.
Finding Food Freedom
“I’ve never had one of these before!” I remark aloud, staring at the perfect, delicious, brightly-colored donuts sitting in a box in front of me. “You’ve never had a donut?!” I could hear multiple tones blended in her retort; surprise, bewilderment, mockery, entitlement. I felt shame wash over my body like one of those big waves that crash on top of me at the beach. I could tell me never having had a donut was seen as weird or different, maybe even a bit sad. I despised feeling like an outsider, even in small ways.
The Gift of Music
“Singing is my therapy!” I’m a senior in high school, chatting excitedly to my dad about how much I enjoy my voice lessons each week. I had never tried actual therapy at the time, but singing gave me that comfort, relief, and revelation I imagined would come from a great therapy session. While most teenagers spent their weekends going to football games, parties, and the movies, I spent my weekends at musical theater rehearsals, or singing along to the low-quality YouTube karaoke versions of my favorite songs, alone in my bedroom.