When we write about creativity and passion, it’s easy to encourage folks to pull from trauma and desperation. After all, these feelings simmer at our surface most days, reminding us how we’ve grown and changed, and come forward through the dark forest into the light. I think about people writing…

The first rule of escaping and surviving a cult is knowing that anyone, anywhere, at any time, can be manipulated into joining a cult. How deep you go certainly depends on the person, but the mistake so many people make is assuming they are smart enough, healthy enough or confident…

Decades from now, there will be research studies and books and opinion columns published regularly on the developmental stages of LGBTQ+ folks, their journey’s to coming out at all ages, and the different ways they experience pride as they grow up, or age, or explore their identity. It’s tough to…

It’s the daily habits that build up to a lifetime of routine and learning. When we begin to build habits, we often picture a standard bell curve, expecting the beginning of our plot to be challenging as we pick up speed, and eventually our skills may plateau at a brief…

As a queer person living in the midwest, it means SO much to me sharing and connecting with LGBTQ+ folks in Wisconsin. This post is brought to you by my own time and research and connections to the queer community in my beloved dairy state. The midwest is inherently queer…

When I talk about burnout, folks often assume they need to quit their job, take a vacation or do something drastically different in their life. But in my experience, burnout can be an effect stemming from multiple causes. If you’re familiar with the scientific adage of cause and effect, it…

When I first came out as bisexual, I spent a lot of time imagining what my future would look like. I was worried, afraid. I didn’t know any other bisexual people, didn’t know many established adults, and had no idea what the future of my relationships would look like. When…

I grew up in a very bookish household. We would head to the library, rain, wind, snow or sun and pick up anywhere from 10–12 books each, my sisters and I. We would then head home to a blissfully quiet afternoon, absorbed in our stories and laughing at the conversations…