Health

  • by Karen Sue McKenzie In the Bible Belt, abstinence is ideal, but oftentimes people choose to have sex anyways. In turn, rates of sexual infections in the South continue to rise.     In July 2017 I worked at an ice cream shop. I was scooping a sample of caramel ice cream for a kid…

    Let’s Talk About Sex

  • by Rachel Roberts Sept. 6, 2019 Your body killed your pancreas. Well, at least the part of it that provides insulin beta-cells. Whether because of its dysfunction or because your other organs received mixed signals and mistakenly attacked it, now the important cells are gone. Your body went about its kill-job, and now you now…

    Big Ticket Drug: The Cost of Staying Alive

  • How dementia affects those surrounding the diagnosed. By Katie Serrano

    As Memories Fade

  • I wanted to experience the health benefits of a vegan diet. Here’s why it didn’t work for me. By Ella Ruth Hill

    My Attempt at Veganism

  • Despite hashtags and marches, some sexual assault survivors still feel silenced. By Andrea Johnson

    Left in the Shadows

  • [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] The days following my suicide attempt   By Rachael Krasnesky Nov. 26, 2018  [/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] “Okay, I need you to lift up your breasts for me,” the nurse said to me while she gently searched my shaking, naked body for contraband. Then she took my picture, which I would get to…

    My Second Chance

  • [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] How deleting my Instagram account helped reduce my anxiety   By Emma Foster Nov. 18, 2016 [/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] As I sat with my American mission team and the Cambodian translators who traveled from village to village with us, I wrestled my phone out of my backpack. A moment like this was…

    Instant Relief

  • “I realized we have completely failed a generation,” Scott said. “This isn’t the ‘Just Say No’ generation.”

    ‘We Have Completely Failed a Generation’

  • Eventually, I want to learn how to apply makeup and start signing emails as Lucy, not Lucas. I still feel uncomfortable in my own skin, and I am still preoccupied with my weight. But now I’m starting to build the courage I need to present myself on my own terms. I can’t completely divorce my…

    A Weight Off My Shoulders

  • The toxicology report took about two months. He had what the coroner determined was normal levels of THC, Xanax and cocaine. What killed him was fentanyl – an opioid pain medication that can be up to 100 times more powerful than morphine, according to the National Institute on Drug Abuse.

    Avalanche

  • Let’s Talk About Sex

    by Karen Sue McKenzie In the Bible Belt, abstinence is ideal, but oftentimes people choose to have sex anyways. In turn, rates of sexual infections in the South continue to rise.     In July 2017 I worked at an ice cream shop. I was scooping a sample of caramel ice cream for a kid…

  • Big Ticket Drug: The Cost of Staying Alive

    by Rachel Roberts Sept. 6, 2019 Your body killed your pancreas. Well, at least the part of it that provides insulin beta-cells. Whether because of its dysfunction or because your other organs received mixed signals and mistakenly attacked it, now the important cells are gone. Your body went about its kill-job, and now you now…

  • As Memories Fade

    How dementia affects those surrounding the diagnosed. By Katie Serrano

  • My Attempt at Veganism

    I wanted to experience the health benefits of a vegan diet. Here’s why it didn’t work for me. By Ella Ruth Hill

  • Left in the Shadows

    Despite hashtags and marches, some sexual assault survivors still feel silenced. By Andrea Johnson

  • My Second Chance

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] The days following my suicide attempt   By Rachael Krasnesky Nov. 26, 2018  [/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] “Okay, I need you to lift up your breasts for me,” the nurse said to me while she gently searched my shaking, naked body for contraband. Then she took my picture, which I would get to…

  • Instant Relief

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] How deleting my Instagram account helped reduce my anxiety   By Emma Foster Nov. 18, 2016 [/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.17.2″] As I sat with my American mission team and the Cambodian translators who traveled from village to village with us, I wrestled my phone out of my backpack. A moment like this was…

  • ‘We Have Completely Failed a Generation’

    “I realized we have completely failed a generation,” Scott said. “This isn’t the ‘Just Say No’ generation.”

  • A Weight Off My Shoulders

    Eventually, I want to learn how to apply makeup and start signing emails as Lucy, not Lucas. I still feel uncomfortable in my own skin, and I am still preoccupied with my weight. But now I’m starting to build the courage I need to present myself on my own terms. I can’t completely divorce my…

  • Avalanche

    The toxicology report took about two months. He had what the coroner determined was normal levels of THC, Xanax and cocaine. What killed him was fentanyl – an opioid pain medication that can be up to 100 times more powerful than morphine, according to the National Institute on Drug Abuse.