Back in the 1990s, I jumped onto social media for the first time. I downloaded AOL Chat and spent hours talking with my best friend while she studied in Brazil. I'll be honest, old skool social media made a lot of sense! International phone calls were crazy expensive, and we needed an alternative way to stay connected. But when social media stopped feeling like connection, I found myself asking a lot of questions.
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$12 to Better Mental Health
I stood on the corner of State and Magnolia staring down at the little coin purse in my hands. It still brandished the price tag on its vinyl front. As if emblazoned with a scarlet letter, the handwritten price was plain for all to see - $12. I couldn’t spend $12 on a coin purse I didn’t even like that much! The smell of fresh rain falling on dry cement filled my nose as I listened to the cars rushing by me, their tires made louder by the puddles forming along the curb, as the voice in my head continued its attacks. What’s wrong with you? You’re so irresponsible. Are…
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Fear Had Me Glued To The Toilet
As a young child, I was terrified of the bathroom. Not because it was dirty or stinky, or even that it was dark. I feared it because it harbored a monster. Sitting down on the toilet, I came face to face with our bright red shower curtain - the obvious secret portal to the Red Devil’s house, who was waited to pounce on me as soon as my pants were around my ankles.
