Author: tifcohenwrites

  • Edit Mode

    Edit Mode

    November is National Novel Writing Month. I am passively annoyed by any declaration on a month to be committed to one thing. I understand the reasons behind the gesture. Not everything gets the light it deserves and declaring a month to focus on that cause creates an opportunity to shed stigmas and gain traction that…

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  • Collective Joy

    Collective Joy

    I have been lured into the lifestyle that requires me to chauffeur my children from activity to activity. Before having children, I often wondered why parents did this. “Let the children be bored!” I demanded with my infinite childless wisdom. I was even in this boat when my first child was young and he was…

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  • A Child Needs

    A Child Needs

    Preparing my child for kindergarten looks different than most. He has spent the past year and a half attending daily therapy to help him understand how to go to traditional school. Playing with friends, asking for what he wants, and conveying his feelings doesn’t come naturally. Traditional ways of teaching this to a child do…

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  • Of Course You Would Think That

    Of Course You Would Think That

    Mirrors are funny. They’re sneaky little buggers. They are also notorious liars. Some drive you to question why you ever question yourself. Others turn you off from ever looking in another mirror again. Mirrors are not unlike people. Some people view you as the epitome of beauty, others would rather not look at you. Our…

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  • Doomscrolling Letters

    Doomscrolling Letters

    My days are quiet. At times, the quiet feels like that moment in a movie where some pivotable realization occurs to the protagonist and the viewer instantly floods with empathy. At other times, I just want to talk to someone. Enter the wild west of social media. I make a conscious effort to not open…

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  • Scrolling Houses On Zillow With No Moving Plans

    Scrolling Houses On Zillow With No Moving Plans

    This post contains content that may be triggering to some. For more info please click here. The time is 9:48 pm and I’ve come across the most beautiful home at the foot of a mountain in Utah in the curated list RedFin has emailed me. It has exposed brick in the kitchen, wooden beams in…

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  • Mental Health, Her & Him

    Mental Health, Her & Him

    I’ve recently been getting a lot of targeted ads for Hers.  It’s an online service that allows women to fill out a questionnaire and receive antidepressants and antianxiety medication through the mail. I have so many issues with this.  1. Only women get anxious and depressed? The depiction of only women in these ads contributes…

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  • How To Be An Ally

    How To Be An Ally

    Can we talk about performative allyship for a minute? Social media has made everyone believe they are an activist. Most of them are not. Most are taking less than a second to like or repost something yet keep their mouth shut when someone around them hurls a racist slur. Most are turning away when homophobic…

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  • Don’t Meet Your Heroes

    Don’t Meet Your Heroes

    A perk of living in one of the largest cities in the world is that a lot of other people are there too: people I idolize; people I would never meet in the little Midwest city where I grew up. I was ecstatic to discover an author I had obsessed over for years was making…

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  • I Didn’t Google The Woman Who Hit Me With Her Car

    I Didn’t Google The Woman Who Hit Me With Her Car

    I live in one of those suburbs that used to be farmland fifteen years ago but now any stretch of undeveloped land is doomed to become rows of track homes. The population is vastly white (89%) with the largest minority group being Asian (9%).* It’s a community of upper middle class families working hard to…

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