gently jostled

My faith was never something I had agency over. I was dragged into it. Pulled by my hair as I entered kicking, screaming, crying. I didn’t want it. I was a child throwing a temper tantrum asking someone to notice me as I spiraled. I didn’t understand why it was important, why the pews smelled [...]


the real college experience

I feel more at peace with myself. This time last year, I rushed out of my dorm, barely even packed and barely having crossed the finish line of finals. The door of the Uber driver's car flew open faster than I would like to admit as I yanked at the handle and readied myself for [...]