Reducing the stigma around mental health
By Anon Well how do I put this? I was alone for a long time I wasn’t allowed much company. I got to class by 6:30am and left for home at 6pm. I wanted friends but everyone thought I was too weird because of my accent, I didn’t mind though, Continue Reading
By Tayler Osborn When I was fourteen, I learned your voice. With my stomach pressed down into the threads of a green duvet, I watched delectable delicacies unfold frame after frame within the whirling colors behind the screen. Your voice, sweet and sharp, slipped between the pauses in the metronome Continue Reading