The Finger Lakes is a place of deep, lengthy winters. Known for having snow squalls straight into the month of May. But for the three winters we have lived here, each winter has been a little less snowy and the winter a little shorter. This year has been the oddest in particular. While we've had…
My therapist told me to turn off my phone. “Three days, don’t use it unless absolutely necessary for three days,” she said toward the end of our weekly session. “See how you are feeling by Monday.” I had taken social media breaks before and found it abundantly helpful for my ever-present anxiety, but I always…
This past weekend I made the very conscious decision of limiting my social media intake. In fact, I limited intake of all media. At the start of this year, I made an effort to take breaks from the two social media platforms I frequent (Facebook and Instagram). After deleting the app from my phone, I…
It is the start of October, the start of three straight months that have been my perpetual favorites for most of my life. As a child, October and December were solid favorites for me while November was a holding pattern as my young, magic-filled heart waited for the spirit of Christmas to arrive. When in…
This time of year brings forth a lot of introspective writing from people, including myself. That or it's end of year nostalgia or plans for the new year and self-improvements. I'm no different, not really, because I feel this time of year forces this kind of thinking within our society. It's expected and flashed in…
"It's like..." I began to say, my eyes trailing over the outline of the closed door, my hands raised as if they would aid me in explaining what couldn't quite be explained. I paused, considering my words and how hard it was to say how I felt. Finally, I tried, I was a writer, wasn't…
Erica Rose Eberhart 