Postscript

2 weeks 6 days ago

Lessons from first year: growth isn’t achieved inside your comfort zone

1 month 2 weeks ago

Learning to accept my sexuality

As a young girl, I found women beautiful.Continue...

2 months 2 weeks ago

Never not loving immensely: Learning to express my love in the face of tragedy

The story behind how I learned that life is too short and unpredictable to not show the people you love that you treasure them.

In January of 2017, I felt like I was drowning.Continue...

4 months 1 week ago

Last Words

When I first stepped into the Journal office, it wasn’t nearly a perfect fit. The floors were covered in a respectable layer of dust and the couches reeked of cigarette smoke. I’ve now spent three years here, losing sleep over all the ways we could be better, wanting to take a breath.Continue...

4 months 2 weeks ago

Leaving law school and my guilt behind

I was thirteen years old when I performed my first magic trick. All I had to do was say the words “law school” to my parents, and they’d transform into different people. The perpendicular worry-lines which marked my mother’s forehead softened. My father smiled.Continue...

4 months 3 weeks ago

Mourning my almost-lives

In Nairobi, the ghosts of all the women I could have been cascaded in and out of my body.Continue...

4 months 4 weeks ago

Rediscovering my love for music in adulthood

At the age of four, I first picked up a violin and started learning the language of music as an extension of my self-expression.Continue...

5 months 6 days ago

I’m both a journalist and a philosopher, and my work is better for it

As I approach the end of my graduate coursework, I’ve been trying to find the words to define what my time as a philosophy student has taught me.Continue...

5 months 1 week ago

Abortions, apathy, and forcing empowerment

On Feb. 1, I took a pregnancy test in a campus bathroom.Continue...

5 months 4 weeks ago

Starting to fall in love with my Blackness

Racism is inescapable.Continue...

6 months 4 days ago

Fighting mental health stigma starts from within

Growing up, the only time I can remember learning about mental health was through my hockey association’s charity.Continue...

6 months 1 week ago

Finding a language I can call my own

Ever since my family immigrated to Canada, I’ve been trying to find the perfect balance between Russian, the language of my family, and English, the language of my new home.Continue...