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Troy didn’t know Clement was already in the bed when he jumped up. Now both of them are annoyed — with me. (Like it’s my fault.)

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He wants to know why I woke him up. (It was for this photo.)

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What is love?

<em>“What is love?” I whispered, my question barely rising above the dull hum of the heater. I could feel the chilly air nipping at my exposed toes. He’d turned on the heating but didn’t close the window. </em> He sighed. “That’s a short question with a long answer.” Our society has loaded the concept of… Continue reading What is love?

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doubt.

I can’t stop him from coming to see me. However much I pray, I plead, I beg and I believe, he comes. Sometimes I know he’s coming. There’s the shiver of the back, the creeping dread, the sixth sense that says he’s around, although I can’t see him. Other times, I get no warning. He… Continue reading doubt.

My first trip to CAPS, then the ER

“Hi, my name is Leo. I’m a student at Northwestern University. And I suffer from serious depression-like symptoms.” This is part two of my ongoing project to write out my personal history in an effort to untangle the emotional history and stressors of my life. Read Part One: Three, two, one: What do I do… Continue reading My first trip to CAPS, then the ER

Three, two, one: What do I do when I fall in love with another boy?

I was 13 when I first thought about killing myself. I know it was that age only because I remember a specific detail that couldn’t have occurred when I got any older. After my sister, Lisa, moved to college when I was 14, I left the bedroom at the back of our third-floor 3-bedroom apartment,… Continue reading Three, two, one: What do I do when I fall in love with another boy?

Multiplicity

I texted him: “I don’t feel like anyone could understand me without knowing more about me than most people do. I usually do not have the time to explain the about-150 years of geopolitical and sociocultural history of the U.S., Europe and Asia and how that impacts me.”

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The things we’re not taught

<blockquote>In a society that profits from your self doubt, liking yourself is a rebellious act. — Someone, somewhere, but the Internet has mangled it enough that I don’t know who or where to source it I get contemplative every time I see people around me go through major life events: picking college, graduating, quitting their… Continue reading The things we’re not taught

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