The first therapist I ever met with supplied me with nothing more than a great story of her ridiculous suggestions as well as a single statement. Therapists are miraculous creatures, don’t get me wrong, but their job is to show you things about yourself that you already know. If you are a grave, you knowContinue reading “On Happiness”

Here is the essay I wrote very late at night when I couldn’t sleep. It was unedited and impulsively submitted, yet somehow I won a silver medal in Scholastic Art & Writing Awards. I was diagnosed on November 28, 2016. In retrospect, there had been years leading up to it. Years of sweaty palms andContinue reading “Cheaper Than Therapy –Scholastic Award Essay”