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I hated middle school. I hated my bullies.

I even hate using the word “bully.” The word itself makes me think of juveniles and bad acne.

During those years, there were days I would come home bitter and tearful. The bullying was so bad that even a few teachers would join in.

I left middle school happy knowing that I’d never have to cross paths with any of those people ever again.

So what do you do when one of those bullies messages you on Facebook years later?

What’s it like to start on psychiatric medication? For me, it was akin to playing this board game.

It’s a game of trial and error

How a children’s song helped me during my eating disorder recovery

‘We’re Going on a Bear Hunt’ is a perfect metaphor for facing every obstacle head on

I’m fat. When thin people say they ‘need’ to lose weight, imagine how that makes me feel.

I know others don’t mean to offend me. But they do.