Where Mental Health and Media Meet
Hey allll. The blog is semi-back because I wanted to talk about Holocaust pedagogy and the political implications of what we say today. Today my Facebook newsfeed is full of people telling stories or making political statements and that's legitimate, but I just wanted to chime in with some of my own core rules of... Continue Reading →
When I am well, I often think that one could not possibly lose a day, like one loses a bobby pin between the couch cushions. Lose a week, like one leaves a bag at the mall. Lose even years, like old love letters under the bed. And yet I find the evidence, like... Continue Reading →
Where were you when the towers fell, when the president died, when the war was won? I was nine when I learned the walls of a school were not impervious to hate, or brains sicker even than my own. I learned that things could be weaponized against one's own kind. April 16, 2007- 33... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LrWYtJ7g8g I don't have much of an ~essay~ right now, but I wanted to post something I wrote tonight after learning about A.D. Carson. He is a professor of hip hop at the University of Virginia and he wrote his dissertation as a rap album. I was struck by his unique blend of scholarship, education,... Continue Reading →
I believe you I believe in the scorching grief that has replaced the marrow in your bones the feeling of being alone and yet never by yourself at home the red dots on your arms from where you picked out your hair under the flourescent lights in history class because your own flesh... Continue Reading →
Recently I returned to Jerusalem for the first time since leaving seminary in April 2016. As many people know, my year in seminary was difficult for a multitude of reasons. Returning to the neighborhood I lived in for nine months was, unsurprisingly, emotional and I journalled sitting on one of the streets I used to... Continue Reading →
I am not fat. Never have been. I could be in the future I suppose, but there are many factors that keep me thin now that I don't anticipate changing anytime soon. In the vast bulshittery that is western understandings of the female body, I think I categorize as slender-looking or at least "average." I've... Continue Reading →
I have never really like literature. I know. I know what you're thinking. Um literature spans huge amounts of space and time that's not even possible define ur terms plz. Fine. I mean literary fiction, I mean "the classics." Classics are classics for a reason, you say. Are they though? I mean, they are in the sense that... Continue Reading →
[Note: I wrote this post mostly to articulate and archive these ideas for myself. Meaning, I didn't edit the lists I wrote last night in hopes of keeping this more readable. I also put in a lot of fun mental health comics for illustration (that you should totally read more of) just because I thought... Continue Reading →
While I work on a more *scholarly* piece for this blog I figured I should still publish something a bit lighter, both to Please My Rabid Following and because I'm really trying to create good writing habits and positive reinforcement. I think a real short thing I'd like to talk about here is fear. As... Continue Reading →
For the first time in a long time (my whole life?) I feel sustainably happy. Not joyous- I was always capable of joy-but happy. Content. Grateful. While life has objectively thrown shit in my face over the years, the worst shit it threw was a brain that makes me feel like life is shittier than it's... Continue Reading →
I thought about writing a long introduction to this poem but I think sometimes these things need to stand on their own. This is a poem I wrote after I tried to learn some Torah on Sefaria today. I don't always feel this way, but these conflicted emotions are definitely a part of my Jewish... Continue Reading →
Reading Myself Better 