Lifestyle

  • Losing your eyesight as you age is terrifying. I don’t talk about it much, but every year, my vision gets worse. And with that comes a quiet panic—one that sneaks up on me in unexpected moments. Like when I struggle to read something I know I could see just fine a few months ago, or…

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  • I saw this quote by Charles Bukowski, and it hit me like a brick to the skull: “I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with…

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  • In an ideal world, I would be able to hold my husband’s hand in public without a second thought. Not just in the safe pockets of the world—the city streets where we blend in, the Pride festivals where we are celebrated, the family gatherings where we are known—but anywhere. Any street, any town, any room.…

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  • Imagine waking up in a world where every person looked the same, lived the same, and loved the same way. No diversity, no difference—just one narrow definition of existence. At first, some might think this sounds peaceful, orderly even. But look a little closer, and you’ll see something far more disturbing: a world drained of…

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  • I recently read something that kept echoing in my mind—a reminder that now is the time for artists of all kinds to step up and create. Art is protest, a force that has shaped history and continues to challenge the status quo. Over the years, artists have transformed their work into powerful statements against injustice.…

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  • I’ve always been drawn to stories that whisper of the unknown—the kind that make you glance over your shoulder, as if something unseen might be watching. The legend of Indrid Cold is one of those stories that sends a shiver down my spine—a mysterious figure whose unnervingly wide grin and glowing eyes seem to linger…

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  • I was thinking the other day about something my grandfather used to say: “God didn’t put you on this earth to serve yourself. He put you here to help others.” That was one of his core beliefs, and he made sure we understood it. The older I get, the more I see just how right…

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  • The Orange Balloon

    I see a big orange balloon bouncing in the distance. It is bouncing up and down from the ground to the air. I am running to try and catch it. I hear someone giggling, and I look over and there is my sister running next to me. We are very young. I might be three…

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  • Wes Craven once said, “Horror films don’t create fear. They release it.” That’s because fear isn’t something lurking in the shadows—it’s already inside us, waiting for the right moment to claw its way out. We like to think monsters are external, that they come from the outside world to destroy us. But the real horror?…

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  • Sunday. For many, it’s a day of church services, sermons, and hymns. For me, it’s a time of reflection. But not in a pew. Not in a building. And definitely not under the authority of an institution that has caused so much harm. Here’s the truth: I am deeply spiritual. My connection to the divine…

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