White People vs. Racism
As a minority, I was not an underdog or poor outcast; I was the wealthy and powerful minority.
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Looking for Healing: My Last Days in Xela
Time flies when you’re having fun, but it slows when you’re suffering…
How Dating A Guatemalan Taught Me Patience
Or, how to learn a foreign language in a month.
Systems, Part 12: Family > Self
If you’re reading this on your own phone or laptop, you’ve been given much more than you’ve earned…
Shameless Attempts at Prayer
Seven months ago, I did something I do not recommend to anyone.
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The Optimist’s Suicide
What do you do when you don’t want to end your life, just a part of it?
Dream smaller.
As a westerner living in a third world country, I have gained some much-needed perspective…
Go limp.
It’s odd how you can simultaneously love and be terrified of the same thing.
Do you know God like this?
Getting a full-time job was the best thing to happen to my creativity
I’m about to say something I never thought I’d say. I thought it would grind against my ‘artistic, creative gears.’
I have no idea what I’m doing.
My parents were a smidgen older than I am now when they thrust me into existence. I didn’t have much say in the matter, but I showed up and immediately started acting like I did.
