Beautiful Lies
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed of escape.
Musings of a Teenaged Middle-Aged Misfit.
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed of escape.
I judged people for this. Then I became one of them.
This is how you end up in a dumpster over a coffee maker.
I spent decades convinced I was "born to be fat". This counterintuitive approach set me free.
Four humans just saw what no one ever has, but some people still can't see what everyone else already knows about them.
You asked, I answered. Let's see how this goes.
You don’t need more discipline. You need habits that won’t make you hate life.
"Once I fix X, Y, and Z, my anxiety will finally let up." Lies. All lies.
You asked. I answered. Let’s see how this goes.
The dark side of ambition (and why you can't stop).
From ballet to film, every 'elite' art was once considered trash (including the one making Chalamet millions).
You asked. I answered. Let’s see how this goes.
I've published for 52 weeks, went viral, lost 63 pounds, survived a custody battle, and scored SDCC tickets on the very first try - and that's just Year One.
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