What We Do Now Defines The Future

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By Jillian Stacia

I was in sixth grade when September 11th happened. I don’t remember a lot from that day, but I do remember the feeling of being scared. I knew the adults were scared. I knew something bad was happening. I didn’t know what the Twin Towers were or what terrorism meant, but I knew everything was suddenly going to be different.

When I went home that night, my Dad told me to write down my feelings and what had happened that day. You’re going to want to remember this, he said. I didn’t follow his advice, but I regret it now. I wish I could remember exactly what I was thinking and feeling that day. Continue reading

America, Pay Attention: We Will Be Judged By History

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By De Elizabeth

The first time I ever learned about the Holocaust was when I was seven or eight. My parents sent my brother and I to Hebrew School twice a week, and while most of the classes were focused around learning letters and holidays, we spent an entire two weeks talking about the Holocaust in April – just in time for Holocaust Remembrance Day. We would read poems in class that had a repeated refrain, Never again. We met Holocaust survivors, saw the numbers on their arms, listened to their stories with a sort of disconnect – that was so long ago, another time, another place. That could never happen here.  Continue reading

Don’t Normalize, And Other Ways To Stay Strong In Trump’s America

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By De Elizabeth

It’s been almost a full week since Election Day, and it’s safe to say that we are still collectively grieving. The emotions that many of us have experienced in just a week’s time have been the truest definition of a roller coaster. Personally speaking, I’ve been heartbroken, enraged, horrified, scared, worried, anxious, angry, furious, devastated, empowered, helpless, thoughtful, thoughtless – there and back again – in just six days. It is not linear; it is an up-and-down graph of feelings. It is, in a word, mourning. Continue reading

A Friendly Reminder That We Are Going To Survive This Election

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By Jillian Stacia

I set out to write a debate recap, but I couldn’t bring myself to find the words. I don’t want to relive, or rehash, or recount that ridiculous, nausea inducing debate. I don’t think anyone does. If you do, there are many, many, many articles out there that can help you out.

I don’t want to talk about last night, because frankly, I’m worn out. The past few days- hell the past year- has been emotionally and physically draining. This election has sickened me. It is poisonous. It is frustrating. It is abrasive. It is too much. Continue reading