I lost someone I loved a little over a week ago. Death makes me feel like a part of my soul has left my body and I never feel like I get it back. Maybe I’m blessed to love so…
As I sit here recalling the consistent oscillation of emotions experienced between 5 pm on November 3rd through 9:26 am on November 7th, from heightened nerves to inflated confidence, from heavy anxiety to deep sadness, and a healthy amount of…
I know Chuck Bass can’t be the only other person that’s been told they killed their mother at birth… considering he’s a fictional character and we’re still in the midst of a pandemic, I don’t think I’ll be breaking bread…
My name is Katy Coic and I would like to share my story. My story of finding out that my dad is not my biological father. As I’m sitting here (re)writing this, it’s the day after father’s day and I’ve…
When Devon and I spoke about myself writing a piece for “Coffee and a Question,” first and foremost, I was of course honored, but also, in a really good place mentally. Quarantine had served me well. Existing in a place…
We all have a story. We carry them within us. Some of us carry them deep down inside, while some of us wear them on our sleeves. I am mostly a member of the “buried deep inside” camp. For years…
In a #MeToo era, where men and women are extended an olive branch to share their stories of sexual abuse, I still felt like mine wasn’t “bad enough,”… like I shouldn’t have let it rock me the way it did…
My name’s Tyler and I’m 23 years old. I was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico where I grew up with my mom, dad and two younger brothers, in our close-knit, conservative, Christian household. Reaching back to some of my first…
