I throw a funeral for myself on four days of the year. Four days of the year that have been edged onto the insides of my eyelids, so even when I close my eyes I cannot forget. I cannot unsee. It...

Brown hair. Brown eyes. Brown skin. I remember little from my childhood and even less from the years I lived with my parents. I do remember looking up to my mother, always thin with skin like snow,...

To the boy in my 8 a.m.: That day was the first time I felt comfortable enough to give my opinion in this class the entire semester. For a minute, I felt like more than a black body trespassing on private...

I remember screaming "help" over and over. I did not understand what was going on. I tried to get my hands loose but couldn't. I realized I was stuck. Now lets start from the beginning. My senior...

If you were to look at my Instagram or Facebook pages right now, you would see exactly what you expect from a college student who studied abroad. Pictures of me in 10 different countries, throwing sorority...

A year ago today I tried to kill myself. I sat in my dorm room alone at 2 a.m. acknowledging that this would be the last time I would be alive. There were three notes in my desk drawer waiting for...

Hannah Montana — a true role model — once said, "I’m tired of living a double life." Today, I empathize. And though I wish my problem revolved around being a secret pop star, it totally doesn’t....

Most of the details from the night I met my ex-boyfriend will never slip from my memory, but one sticks out in particular. Moments before our first kiss, I told him I was a romantic. I believed that...

Last week our school experienced an inexplicable tragedy after a student took his own life — a tragedy Tulane has seen too many times. While I did not know Harris Elledge personally, his passing took...

I woke up to an unfamiliar voice. "Jamie, wake up!" it said. I rolled over to look at my alarm: it wasn't even 7 a.m. I put my pillow over my head and attempted to go back to sleep, hoping this person...

I went abroad to Buenos Aires, Argentina last year and lived with an 80-year-old woman named Elena for five months. It was just the two of us and we adored each other. There was, however, one thing that...

I never was a morning person. As a child I was called 'cranky' because, like many adults, I refused to speak to anyone before I had at least one cup of hot chocolate. I never knew how to put it into...