Tag: Guilt

Recently, someone on Medium asked me if I have “white guilt.” One way to respond to this question is that I had nothing to do with being born the way I am. I happen to have “white” skin; I also happen to be half-Jewish and half gentile. But in the deeper realm of...

When something grabs your heart and pulls it down. You feel the pain in every part of your body. Eyes like a cloud full of tears. It’s shit and doesn’t get any easier. This is what I call disability guilt. It’s not regretting being disabled or not wanting to be disabled. It&r...

I closed my Instagram last night feeling the dystopian nature of social media. Stories about the collapse of our environment were directly proceeded by selfies from the same person in a hot new dress from Zara, ready to go out and party. We have come to a place in society where we share videos of...

As I traverse the years, it’s surprising how many memories seem to take up residence in that cabinet. It’s like a Pandora’s box; opening it might unleash all the forgotten family tales and incidents we all subtly choose to ignore. But why? Why does no one touch Mom’s Chi...