Living in the unknown is more comfortable as an idea than it is a reality. When we find ourselves in the in-between, we cannot help but...

The tightness in my jaw from holding back tears of sorrow. The rise in my shoulders lifted by societal tension. The upset in my stomach...

Privilege. Privileges. Privileged. Sounds almost like it can be earned, like I did something – deserved. So seductive, this fallacy. Then...