Before technology struck, I didn't have too many people to compare myself to, so I was pretty content. Along with simply growing up and noticing the things that I was missing out on, the internet never neglected to rub those things in my face, with pictures of pretty girls in overpriced clothes with 12,000 followers. —by Lola Nova

Before technology struck, I didn’t have too many people to compare myself to, so I was pretty content. Along with simply growing up and noticing the things that I was missing out on, the internet never neglected to rub those things in my face, with pictures of pretty girls in overpriced clothes with 12,000 followers. —Lola Nova

Thahabu

When I finally went home after my surgery and looked in the mirror I was frightened. I couldn’t recognize the body or person in my reflection, it made absolutely no sense. Everyone around me was telling me how great I looked but I couldn’t see it; it wasn’t mine, it wasn’t the body I had known for 14 years of my life, and that fucked me all the way up. Read More »

Kiana

I’ve been a college dropout for a semester’s worth of time now, and for the past month, I’ve been working part-time at a market research firm. In between shifts and durimg days off, I take solitary walks around the city, listening to new music, listening to my mind. While this may sound good, it only feels half of how it’s supposed to feel. Read More »