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Care Work
  At 24 years and some odd months old, I feel like I have some things figured out. My bills are on autopay; I know what vegetables I like (mostly); and I know what I want to do for the rest of my life: be a doctor. However, as a 24-year-old, the decision to go...
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As a psychology graduate, I’ve spent the last four years of my life offering advice on mental wellness, from self-diagnosing to guiding friends to speak to someone (well within the limits of my degree, so don’t come for me for being a “fake doctor”), and each time, I tell anyone who asks the same thing:...
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Yesterday evening, I drove around downtown Durham, North Carolina, looking for the place where the statue had been taken down. Thanks to a friend of a friend, I realized I’d driven right by it, unbeknownst to me, and was as unmoved by the recollection of it as I was when I just happened by the...
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I sometimes wonder how my girlfriends and I became so pro-black woman and sex-positive. I think back on my own upbringing and that of my closest girlfriends (the black experience isn’t a monolith, but there are some strong themes). At age 8, when my mother was pregnant with my younger sister, we had the chat...
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