#personal-narrative

#personal-narrative

Art gave Curry a language. It gave her joy. It gave her confidence. And it gave her a platform from which to launch into the wider world.

The journey from curtain call to home computer screen is familiar and comfortable for Arifa Akbar, yet it exists close to troubling thoughts and feelings.

When folks talk about cats having nine lives, I feel like I have 12. He's coming from the same train of thought that I've escaped.

When I lost my alarm clock, I didn't bother getting another until I had an early-morning flight to catch.

Griffiths's inquiry sparked widespread responses from women reflecting on relationships with professors, exposing the often unacknowledged power dynamics in such interactions.

"Second Skin unpacks the materials - latex, leather - objects that hold power dynamics within fetish culture, exploring their meanings and messaging in a contemporary context."

I didn't nurture any wedding fantasies in childhood-not the dress, not the party, not even the spouse-save for one... It was a fantasy of becoming a writer.

In Sacred Sleep, a brick-coloured table with legs reminiscent of Escher's never-ending staircases sets the stage for a subtly autobiographical still-life scene.

Pazcoguin rode the waves of extreme passion and unrelenting abuse in the ballet industry, revealing both the joys and dark realities of stagecraft.

"I can't believe it was already a decade ago. I've done a lot of dumb things in my life, but by far, the smartest one of them was running for mayor."

As my father watched the news, his breath caught. A video of the inside of a prison cell was on the television. Tears streamed down his face. On one of the walls he could make out a poem, one he had written with his own hands.

The person who tries to keep everyone happy often ends up feeling the loneliest.

Ramy Youssef creatively thrives as an actor, writer, comedian, director, and producer, with his unique observations about human nature resonating widely among audiences.

My struggle to sleep markedly worsened. Stress still seemed to be in limitless supply. My identity is wrapped up in my job as a science journalist.

As a child, I would ask: What is a refugee? I attended a school run by UNRWA, the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine Refugees, and my documents always had to include proof that I was a refugee.

Being neurodivergent in a neurotypical society can create challenges, but narrative therapy can help individuals reinterpret their self-stories, revealing their strengths and addressing their difficulties.

Many belong to a specific anthropological group: born after the war, they got their first guitars on hire purchase and went on to date the aristocracy.

In her new book Red Pockets, Alice Mah chronicles her personal journey through eco-anxiety, exploring ancestral connections against the backdrop of climate change.

"On the map, I kept to the blue highways. At night, I slept in a tent. I thought of myself as an apprentice Kerouac."

I turned to see an air-conditioner that had tumbled from a window several stories up on the sidewalk just on the other side of my building's front door.

To be persuaded, we need to feel we are there. We need to hear from people who were or are still there.

"A burn layer puts a mark on a timeline. There is a before, and there is an after, and there is no mistaking the one for the other."

Growing up in my Ashkenazi household, gefilte fish was a peculiar food that puzzled me, far removed from its traditional meaning and experience.