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Scrolling Houses On Zillow With No Moving Plans
Read more: Scrolling Houses On Zillow With No Moving PlansThis 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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How To Be An Ally
Read more: How To Be An AllyCan 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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Social Media Detox – How It’s Going
Read more: Social Media Detox – How It’s GoingBack in April 2022, I decided to take a break from social media, more specifically: Instagram and Facebook. I could not stop myself from scrolling Instagram in any free moment I had. I would “just check” the app at least 100 times a day. Facebook was not as frequent, but I couldn’t remember a recent…
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30 Days Without Social Media
Read more: 30 Days Without Social MediaThirty days ago, I would have been awakened by a stream of sunlight pushing through the half inch gap in my bedroom shade. I would have reached over to my phone on my nightstand to confirm that it was indeed time to get up. My barely awake face would look enough like me for the…
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The Weight Of Babies
Read more: The Weight Of BabiesI found this photo of me pre-babies. It is not a photo of me at my thinnest. This is me after I gained a few pounds and was told my thighs jiggled when going over bumps in the car and told to tuck my gut into my pants. This is me pre-babies. This is the…
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Lost & Found In New York
Read more: Lost & Found In New YorkSometimes I can’t find my way. Some days I forget my name. Every so often I remember that I left myself in New York City. My feet are barefoot on the spit splattered pavement somewhere on 8th ave. My legs are crisscross applesauce on a bench in Battery Park. My torso is dancing to the…
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Not Another Peloton Endorsement
Read more: Not Another Peloton EndorsementI have three kids. My oldest is currently eight years old. On the day he was born, I transformed into a woman I didn’t know I wanted to be. But this woman is a stranger. I have been trying to get to know her but I don’t know how to start up a conversation. “The…
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