Woman Risen

For three years I’ve been meaning to apply to grad school and not doing it. Because I can’t decide between playwriting and library science. I know playwriting is what I enjoy doing most and I’d absolutely love to be qualified to teach it. But I also get stuck really, really easily and don’t know how I can meet the deadlines. I also suck at giving other people feedback.

Library science is a really interesting field that seems to really help people (and is probably a tiny bit more profitable than playwriting). But I have this obsession with fame and there’s no famous librarians. I know I’ve probably had long enough to think about it and I just need to take action somehow. But how??

Shirt used to be my mom’s

Pants used to be my sister’s

Oyster party in Hudson is THE BEST.

I did not have the conventional happy childhood. I went to Popcorn School, a parent-run preschool in Flatbush. In second grade, I started going to Saint Ann’s School, with my mom’s best friend’s son, who immediately started bullying me. Yet, I believed forgiveness was important, so I made the brave decision to have his family, as well as my grandparents, come to my eighth birthday dinner. My companion Mick, seemed to have lost interest in bullying, and I was thrilled to see I got American History quizlets for my birthday, so we spent the night quizzing each other.

My dad has a bachelor’s degree and has been an advisor for proto hologram, an editorial director and creative consultant for thought gang media, an executive editor for fourtwonine, an executive editor at the Hollywood Reporter, a deputy editor at wsj magazine, a managing editor at men’s vogue and an art director and writer at the New Yorker.

I have a bachelor’s degree and I’ve been a part-time social media manager for the Chatham bookstore, a box office and front of house assistant for ps21: performance spaces for the 21st century and a photography volunteer for the Hudson opera house.

My sister has a bachelor’s degree.

Would you believe we all have adhd???

It’s been almost a year and a half since college…. And I still have no clue what I’m doing. My mom worries about me so much it’s nearly impossible to go anywhere. The hard thing is that all the social groups near me are for people with disabilities and I’m kind of…more into all-abilities groups. I’ve been ghosted four times this year. I’ve experienced a lot of rejection in my life. It’s challenging to see what I do wrong. I wasn’t even diagnosed with autism until ninth grade and now everyone reduces me to it.