I went up to the rooftop of my apartment building to drink a beer, smoke a cigarillo, and think about life while the sun set tonight. Taking time to sort out your own thoughts and to ultimately get to know yourself is important.
Not to be lame and start this whole thing off with disclaimers, but 1) you should know that this post is absolutely not didactic at all and 2) that despite any speculation, I ultimately respect doctors and, for the purposes of this post, my psychiatrist.
Recently, it seems as if the opinions and comments that we publish about body image have become more important than body image itself.
I woke up this morning and, as I do every morning, I hit the snooze button too many times while groggily considering (and hating) how horrendous and unnecessary it is to wake up every morning to an alarm, hastily get ready, and then go out into the world to do a bunch of things that I don’t really want to do.
Here’s a quick list of household products you actually need to spend money on as an adult: A set of sharp, heavy knives.
The greatest and most terrible part of getting awkwardly close to being in an official relationship is hearing the uncomfortable excuses that people come up with to avoid taking the plunge.
No matter how capable and prepared you may be, transitioning into the next stage of your life can be tough.