Remember last year when I tried to kill myself? Well, I’m here—and here’s what I’ve learned about life in the last three-hundred and sixty-five’ish days.
bonjourno.
e.m., like Forster, not Emily.
e.m., like Forster, not Emily.
Remember last year when I tried to kill myself? Well, I’m here—and here’s what I’ve learned about life in the last three-hundred and sixty-five’ish days.
Some thoughts on living with bipolar and what you can do for your mentally-ill friends.
I love this vintage plaid dress, isn’t it so darling? I paired it with sleek black accessories to keep the look modern.
I can tell it’s going to be a good month. Here’s what I’m listening to to round it out.
I feel like the “thrifted dress, $400 shoe” combination is what Fishtown is all about. Here’s how I style it.
Just because I’m a career-oriented person doesn’t mean that I don’t find it incredibly difficult to navigate the business world.
The weather’s been bringing out the best—and by best, I mean worst—of my bipolar. Here’s what it feels like.
