Choosing your 2019 word.

I don’t do new year’s resolutions because they hold no real importance to or impact for me. I already put so much pressure on myself to succeed that they feel like yet another source of pressure and – let’s be real – ones that are rarely stuck to. So after college, I shifted. Instead ofContinue reading “Choosing your 2019 word.”

What I’m realizing my twenties were.

This is a piece by @nayyirah.waheed in Salt. the hard season  will split you through. do not worry. you will bleed water. do not worry. this is grief. your face will fall out and down your skin and there will be scorching. but do not worry. keep speaking the years from their hiding places. keep coughingContinue reading “What I’m realizing my twenties were.”

Doctors: How do you best help patients? Try asking questions.

In the early 2000s on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, a healthcare group was having trouble improving health outcomes for certain populations of native peoples. The problem they were trying to solve was not unique – this population of native peoples tended to be obese, have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and died young –Continue reading “Doctors: How do you best help patients? Try asking questions.”

On not being allowed to love.

My earliest memories start around three or four. In one, I have climbed up a wooden fence, trying to balance my weight against the top while I reach out to feed a neighbor’s horse, that I have named Cow, a piece of my apple. In another, I am wandering down the street back toward ourContinue reading “On not being allowed to love.”

What it was like for a white woman to watch Black Panther.

In case you missed it, a movie called Black Panther came out last week and it is uh… kind of a big deal. I saw the movie in New York on opening night, surrounded by excited fellow movie-goers adorned in kente cloth and other African prints. So what was it like for me, as a whiteContinue reading “What it was like for a white woman to watch Black Panther.”

I watched the bullshit documentary What the Health so you don’t have to.

TL:DR – this goddamn documentary kept me in a state of rage for about 30% of the thing, rolling my eyes for another 45%, and mumbling “fine, whatever, that’s valid” to myself for the other 25%. I’ve yet to find a nutrition documentary that I think accurately represents the topic because Do-Your-Own-Research-Because-Every-Human-Body-Needs-Specific-Kinds-of-Fuel-and-You-Must-Learn-Whats-Best-For-Yours wouldn’t sell. TheseContinue reading “I watched the bullshit documentary What the Health so you don’t have to.”

My justice is more important than yours.

Mitch McConnell, ol’ wax turtle lookin’ ass himself, is one of the major supporters of the Special Diabetes Program, a critical program that provides $150 million annually for type 1 diabetes  research at the National Institutes of Health. One great action. Check. He also just struck down the call to get a special prosecutor or independent commissionContinue reading “My justice is more important than yours.”

We create these broken families.

I’m not a parent, but I am the big sister of a kid whose dad walked out on him when he was a baby so I got used to him accidentally calling me mom. I was twelve and a half when he was born. It was a few weeks before Thanksgiving of 1999. He looked like an alien,Continue reading “We create these broken families.”

Angry & Sad: Because yes, they can coexist.

On Saturday, April 8th, my friend Abeku Wilson, in his mid-30s, was fired from his job and in a fit of anger, stormed back into the gym in which he was previously employed as a personal trainer, shot and killed two people, then committed suicide. Two days later, on Monday, April 10th, an acquaintance fromContinue reading “Angry & Sad: Because yes, they can coexist.”

What it’s like to watch people die from your disease.

My immune system attacked my body when I was 10, resulting in a loss of ability to make a crucial hormone called insulin, which turns the food you eat into fuel for your body. Without insulin, the sugar from your food compounds in your blood stream, quickly poisoning you from within. Before 1921, this eventContinue reading “What it’s like to watch people die from your disease.”