How to Write For Social Media

According to hootsuite.com, 3.196 billion people now use social media. As a result, it is important that what you write on social media accurately represents your brand. As a social media specialist, here are a few of my top tricks: 1. Get social Interact with your audience. Don't let the conversation be one-sided. This can be as simple as 'liking' comments, but it could also be replying to...

To the Graduates on the Eve of Graduation

Photo by Baim Hanif on Unsplash Dear friends, you made it. And I wish I had words of advice for you, but I don't. Not really; there's a bunch of things I'm still trying to figure out for myself, about myself, about life and adulthood. But this I know: you made it. You made it, with friends by your side, family cheering you on, and laughter in your heart. With tears in your eyes,...

Minding the Gap

A millennial's perspective on church and authenticity Photo by Joshua Ness on Unsplash There's something really wrong with a church when the message sounds more like an advertisement for the church than about being drawn closer to God, when worship is the best part of the morning, and the message snaps you out of the presence of God. You've heard it many times before, seen the research many...

On Following Your Dreams in a World of Salaries

Following your dreams can be expensive. It can take a long time to gather up the courage to start working towards them, especially when you have a fear of failure. Photo by rawpixel.com from Pexels Following your dreams doesn't always pay the bills, so sometimes it's about finding the balance between the two. In other words, adulting. Adulting is difficult for many reasons. For one, money....

How to stop relying on the approval of others.

I'll admit that this is something I'm still working on so this might be more for me than for you. Photo by rawpixel on Unsplash I sent her a text the other day, freaking out because I was spiraling. I accidentally texted someone on their day off, and I was convinced they now hated me. She simply replied: "Why does his approval matter so much to you?" The fact of the matter is, it's not just...

Practical tips for living on your own for the first time

Don't check yourself into the psych ward if you still have dirty dishes in the sink. You'll come back 48 hours later with a crusty layer of dried chicken on your hand-me-down plate. But by then, it won't be your mess to deal with; your sister has volunteered to do the dishes.Do your dishes every night. Or, at the very least, rinse them off after use. Don't let more than two days worth sit in the...

How does one put themselves first anyway?

"Do you have any tattoos?" was not a question I expected to be asked in the Psych ER. But there I was--curled up on what Plato would refer to as a couch that's not ideal, with one of my friends next to me--so unprepared for the question that followed: "Do you have a boyfriend? Because I want to be yours." Apparently not having tattoos is not a prerequisite for love. I told him I'd think about it,...

Pan-Roasted Creamed Chicken and Asparagus

I moved into a new apartment this week; this marks the first time I am living on my own, cooking for myself, taking care of myself. There's something exciting about trying new things, something exciting, yet terrifying. I am terrible at meal planning; granted, I've only done it one time so far, but I ended up going to the store and just picking up things that caught my eye. When it was time to...

Snowed In Sunday- Cinnamon Rolls

I woke up this morning to snow outside, a chill in the air, and canceled church. Instead of packing to move into my new apartment next week, I decided to give in to my craving for cinnamon rolls. But, since life happens so quickly--a blink of an eye, really--I didn't know last night that I would want homemade cinnamon rolls this morning. So, I had to improvise. Improvisation is key in my baking;...

Apartment hunting in the age of depression

How does one even make a budget, I texted to my friend, a mixture of panic and frustration washing over me. Like, I know I need to move out, but I just don't know how. I don't know how to even begin apartment hunting, and besides. I have a crockpot and a mattress. Life has this way of sneaking up on you: one minute, you're a child, being carried to bed by your father; the next, you're an adult...