Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

For the past 15 years, I’ve worked all kinds of jobs: bussing tables in a small restaurant in Brooklyn, bartending in New York City’s famous Meatpacking District, making ads as an art director at an award-winning agency on Madison Avenue. Two months ago, I found myself with no job, and no job offers, for the first time since I moved to the United States from Bulgaria. As anxiety, insecurity and impostor syndrome slowly tried to take over, I began documenting my pandemic job-hunting experience. While I knew I wasn’t alone in this, it surely felt lonely. This is what the last two months looked like for me — and likely millions of other unemployed people in the United States.

Ruth Bader Ginsburg changed the country we live in. Now is our chance to honor that work.

It’s time to turn our grief into fuel for change

Coronavirus helped me rekindle my relationship with running. But it’s complicated.

When I was younger, I loved to run but obsessed over my weight

I’ve survived working from home in a studio apartment for 6 months. Here’s how.

My boyfriend and I had some misadventures along the way