Mind

On Saturday I am close to tears for the first time in weeks. I can feel them blooming behind my eyes as I watch, of all things, the season one finale of Ug

“Gut instinct” is a term that holds an almost mystical quality, speaking to a sense we might feel for what is right or wrong: an action, a deci

“It’s so hot. The woman next to me reading poetry, barking into the phone: Pick up pick up pickup.”  This isn’t a snippet of some experimental

In high school, Nia Wromas became depressed because of an emotionally abusive relationship. She tried to open up to her parents, but they couldn’t seem t

It was roughly mid-August when it first occurred to me how much I was dreading winter in a pandemic. It was a feeling akin to the Sunday scaries. By Septem

It was December 2019. Our resolutions were optimistic. The future seemed brimming with opportunities. Even the number itself had a sparkly, promising feel

It happened for a string of nights in a row. I woke up hours before my alarm, my thoughts already attached to an anxious worry. For a couple nights, it was

They say admitting you need help is the first step to recovery. But what if you’ve already recovered? What if you’ve done everything in your po