I couldn’t quite verbalize how I felt, so my words got twisted in my throat, making a home for themselves among other misunderstandings and lost conversations. By Emily Neelon | I am a walking existential crisis. I have been this way for as long as I can remember. In elementary school, I dreaded P.E. and the slightly anarchist team-picking process with an extra sense of … [Read more...] about The art of getting by