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Sincrerely, Post-Grad

I. When I graduated college, I felt nothing. Okay, perhaps I felt a lot, but unpacking every fleeting rush of dread or even pride would require Ritalin and absolute silence. Yes, I am a writer, therefore I should welcome psychoanalysis, maybe even more so because I majored in psychology in addition to English. But, in […]

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¡Salud!

My peers said studying abroad would “change my life”—that I just had to do it. This pissed me off. Who are they to say what I need to do with these crucial years of my youth? I need to pass my classes. I need to graduate. I need to find a therapist. My TJ Maxx […]