I quit Twitter a few weeks ago. My friend Ben saw my anxiety publicly flare up in an argument with a Not-All-Man, sent me the “It’s Time to Stop” GIF on Facebook Messenger, and demanded my login information so he could change it all and lock me out. I did not argue or protest. It … Continue reading Figuring things out and finally leaving Twitter (again)
When I moved to New York City in the fall of 2016, there were a lot of things I suddenly needed to adjust to. I hadn’t been in school for six years. I had never lived on campus before. I had never lived alone. I felt like during the eight and a half months I … Continue reading Things I wish I knew before I started grad school (and j-school again)
In the midst of thinking about all the bad things that happened in 2016, it was easy to forget the good things that happened, and even feel a little guilty if your personal life the past 365 days did not resemble a garbage fire.
in all this hand-wringing about what the media did wrong, I find it pretty annoying that journalism organizations and journalists themselves are being blamed for not living outside of major cities.
Almost since the first day I stepped on campus, I have thought, “What am I doing here at Columbia? Why does this program feel like such a struggle? Do I even belong at this school?”
The “parody” account with my name and photos was taken down late last week. Even though it was only one account, I felt physically and emotionally affected by it for a few days.
Today, a friend alerted me a fake Twitter account had been created with photos I had posted. Here is what that looks like.