by Adanna Hannah
I am not a party person. That’s not to say that I’m a party pooper, hate people or hate having fun – it’s just that my idea of fun is a movie, a dinner party, a game night, or better yet…absolutely nothing. I’m only twenty-two years old, but I know what I like, what’s comfortable,…
I distinctly remember the first time I felt bad about my body. I stood in front of the mirror and pinched my stomach and wondered how badly I’d scar if I took a knife to all the fat. I can’t tell you how many things I’ve turned down, how many times I’ve stayed home…