Overworked. Underpaid.
I am two people right now. Split between a constant feeling of having a deep pit in your stomach from fear of not having finished something. Until that pit is anxiousness and for… Continue reading
I am two people right now. Split between a constant feeling of having a deep pit in your stomach from fear of not having finished something. Until that pit is anxiousness and for… Continue reading
The last flight of stairs, almost there. My fingertips find it hard to believe. With every step, there’s more pressure and they’re changing color. Five more steps, almost over. Loud tup, and the… Continue reading
It was September 14th and my three weeks were up. I had told myself I had three weeks to make friends. Three weeks before Greek life would dominate the social scene. Publicly, I… Continue reading