Do you ever feel like you’re carrying more than you should, just because you’re the firstborn daughter?
Read “Being the firstborn daughter is a full-time job (and it’s unpaid)” below.
Being the firstborn daughter is a full-time job (and it’s unpaid)
I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to grow up as the eldest daughter, not in the cute, “big sister” way, but in the way that forms who you become long before you understand why. This piece is something I wrote while trying to name that feeling, that responsibility, that strange mix of…
“It’s 6PM and I’m Having an Existential Crisis (Again)”
Friends… I just came back from work, and all I want to do is curl up in my bed and sleep. But can my body let me sleep? Of course not! So I end up scrolling on social media or watching Broccoli Animations on Youtube. Yes, I am obsessed with Broccoli Animations. Don’t judge me.…
Hey, what’s poppin’?
I just moved into a new apartment and I am still trying to figure out if I am excited about it or not, hmm! And yes, moving out was such a strenuous experience. I am literally sitting on my desk chair with the laptop uncomfortably positioned on my lap while surrounded by a bunch of…
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