I’ve been invisible my whole life.

I’ve been invisible my whole life. I just didn’t know how to articulate it. In my childhood I illustrated it as a dim moon lingering over me hiding behind the shadow. It felt better in the background, tucked away like out of season clothing when you don’t have use for it. Maybe that’s why my…

How to make a blended family work.

Every blended family story I heard of in my lifetime seem to be an epic fail. Whether it’s the children’s fault, the parents, or the in-laws that cause the chaos and disturbance of the family, the results are a broken family picking up the pieces. There were times with my own family I thought we…

I feel for you girl.

I feel for you girl. You’re unsure of yourself. You’re in denial of your situation. It is worse than it seems. I feel for you girl. Even though you mean well, you are being used and walked over. Your worth isn’t being valued and your not appreciated for your wittiness. You don’t get the respect…

Just Shy of An Eating Disorder

By MissGradStudent I didn’t eat that much as a child.  I don’t think there was much to eat.  At the very least, there weren’t three meals a day.  There were Ramen noodles, fried boloney, and free meals at school.  When I did eat, I never ate much.  My mother called it “training your stomach.”  According…

Friends are overrated

I think I’m a loser of friends naturally. I tend to rub people the wrong way with my honesty or distance myself enough that they don’t feel I’m inviting. The truth is I don’t like to be so close to someone you can’t be yourself, meaning you are so worried about losing the person you…

Back to My Happy Place

Clearing your life of clutter Sometimes when things feel a little cloudy to the point you can’t think straight, you have to take a step back and clear your mind of the clutter. If you’re honest with yourself, you have a heart to heart with yourself and find out what has caused the unrest. When…

How to Victimize a Woman

By MissGradStudent When I was a child, I had a nightmare.  On one side of me stood Freddy, and on the other side stood Jason.  They did nothing but stand there.  They made no moves towards me.  They just stood in a manner that suggested a desire to attack me.  I woke up screaming. I…

Repairing the Breaks

When I decided to come to Paris, as I sat in an Uber on the way to Logan Airport, I felt myself leave myself.  In that moment of separation, I knew that the next three months would whir by, and that at the end of it all, I would return to myself.  I would find…

Absence of Memories

Tonight is July 13th in Paris, the day before Bastille Day.  All around the city, all around me are festivals and parties.  But where am I?  Perched high in a windowsill overlooking a quiet part of city while drinking moscato and watching Perks of Being a Wallflower. I’m doing this, sitting here as I am,…

The Definition of Friendship

By MissGradStudent I’m reading The Idiot right now, which is scattering the hell out of my thoughts. There’s this one relationship in the book that happens online through emails, and the people don’t speak to each other and don’t seem to know how to speak to each other in real life. The guy carries a…