It’s important to be unapologetically yourself, no matter the circumstance. There are people out there who will like you, for you; if someone doesn’t like you, they’re not worth your time.
Life as a 20-something is stressful and overwhelming. Sometimes I need to cry (there’s nothing wrong with that, it happens). Other times I feel so happy that when I laugh, my whole body shakes. But if there’s anything I’ve learned and am continuing to grapple with, it’s that I can’t compare myself to others.
I refuse to be kind to men who make me feel afraid, to laugh at their jokes that aren’t funny and to hope that my relationship status will ward them off. I will not let my fear of inconveniencing others make me vulnerable.
I’ve said it before and I will say it as many times as needed: believe survivors and put yourself in their shoes. What if that was your mother, brother, sister or cousin?
The American democratic machine is creaking. And meandering in its echoes are the voices of marginalized communities, as the instruments that safeguard their livelihoods are continually blunted and peeled away.
A national search won’t bring a saint into the chancellorship, but it will likely result in a competent leader who has the good sense to replace Jim Malatras a second time.
To me, depression feels like you’re snuggly wrapped in shag carpet; you’re suffocating and overheating but there’s some sort of sickly comfort in it that makes you reluctant to unwrap.
The sight of sprawling tree-lined hills was never one I imagined missing, and now, everytime I see it, I feel as though Mother Nature is embracing me herself, welcoming me back to a place that will always hold a piece of my heart.
The price of independence seems to be the comfort and stability I’ve aged out of.
Until recently, I never fully understood how my perceived “weakness” is actually my biggest asset.
In a world where we already don’t do enough to accept members of the LGBTQ+ community, the sports industry is even less accepting thanks to an atmosphere that intertwines homophobia with competition.
There is so much more out there than just the staples from our own culture.
Minimum wage workers do everything most people would never want to do, so why do we continually undervalue those that work these jobs?
Insinuating someone is stupid will never get them to join your side. Don’t let your horse get too high, and remember, the conversation is always worth having.
Your accomplishments do not equal entitlement, and they certainly do not equate to consent. We must stop forcing the narrative that “boys will be boys.”
Embracing the fact that you are beautiful, strong, kind, intelligent and funny — anything you want to be, really — is nothing to ever be ashamed of. Owning that pride in who you are is such a radiant thing, and speaks to how lovely and bright your character truly is.
When I first realized I was a lesbian, a mounting weight lifted off my chest. It was one that I hadn’t even known existed until it was gone, a crushing pain of knowledge that had laid out of reach for so long.
Travel now. Do not wait, or the regrets you have now will only be tenfold in the decades to come. Enjoy the world while you’re young, and enjoy it as much as you possibly can.
Investing in outdoor spaces and making campus more accessible would be a game changer for helping students adjust to UB.
The Combine, which is sometimes referred to as “the underwear Olympics,” shares distressing similarities with a slave auction.
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