Maria Bamford Is My Muse Out of This Black Hole

There's no easy way to get into this post. It's been two years since I've blogged on a consistent basis. Sure, I published a couple of things here and there (...a video of me not-really-telling the story about the time I was raped; a vaguely self-helpish essay about metaphorical seeds we could be planting during times of comfort to aid … Continue reading Maria Bamford Is My Muse Out of This Black Hole

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Let’s Talk About TEDx, Baby

...all the good things, and the bad things, that may be... It finally happened! I set a goal. I worked toward it. And, over a month ago, I found myself standing on that infamous red-circle-of-a-rug on a TEDx stage. But I'm still struggling to understand what to make of my experience. So this post is about disappointment. An experience of … Continue reading Let’s Talk About TEDx, Baby

Why We Suck So Much: Millennial Malaise and Our Bad Relationships

I'm part of a lost generation, so despite all of the other things that I'd rather write about I've decided to sit down and write about being a fucking Millennial. I'm ashamed already. Please, don't rub it in. Why write this now? Maybe it's because I really AM that self-absorbed (but isn't that some kind … Continue reading Why We Suck So Much: Millennial Malaise and Our Bad Relationships

The Problem Is That (You Think) You Think Too Much

Hardly anyone has heard of philosophical counseling, but now that I've started my own philosophical counseling and consulting business, I've had loads of opportunities to describe the "how's" and "why's" of this form of philosophical practice. I start by emphasizing that, at the heart of the matter, philosophical counseling entails thinking about our lives and … Continue reading The Problem Is That (You Think) You Think Too Much

I May Be a Failure, But At Least I’m Not Bitter

Evidently, there's a fine line between "making it" and "utter failure," and, right now, I'm managing to stand squarely on it. There's less than a week before this chapter of my life ends and I move on from graduate school and happily settle back into one of my favorite places doing different and unsettlingly-unspecified-at-this-point things. … Continue reading I May Be a Failure, But At Least I’m Not Bitter