Can we all just agree there’s no monopoly on suffering?

It’s become a pissing contest, particularly in American society, of who’s suffered more, of who’s endured the most trauma and lived to tell the tale. How often do we feel the spoken and unspoken question asked, “Who are you to suffer–who are you to cry trauma or claim hardship–when there’s x y and z happening

An Open Letter to Human Beings Everywhere, in the Wake of Tragedy.

This past week has been a tough one for our country–one of the toughest yet. We experienced one of the largest mass shootings in our nation’s history, multiple other smaller shootings no less filled with hate, and the unexpected and gruesome death of a child. Whenever something horrific happens, we have this instinctive urge to

Say What’s Real.

I was speaking with a friend of mine, Eva, the other day¬†about the growing presence of transparency in social media and how realness is starting to give perfection a run for it’s money. Words like “vulnerability” and “authenticity” have become trending buzzwords. It’s a beautiful thing that people are sharing what is real and raw