Mental Health, Grade Obsession, and the American Student

When I was in high school, getting a C on something as inconsequential as a homework assignment would ensure that my lunch period would be spent crying in a bathroom stall in a panic attack over my failure of a life, eventually ending in my silent acceptance of my future as a homeless person. It wasn’t until after graduation that I learned that I was not the only one who

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Conspiracy Therapy

I’ll tell you right now, Doc, I’m not the crazy one at all. Like I was saying at the end of our last session, there’s a hidden hand behind every world-changing event on this planet, and the only reason most people don’t know this is because they don’t want you to know. We’re all slaves to a sinister hidden agenda, and they’re not going to stop until they’re in control

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Leonardo da Vinci on Human Stupidity

Oh! human stupidity, do you not perceive that, though you have been with yourself all your life, you are not yet aware of the thing you possess most of, that is of your folly? and then, with the crowd of sophists, you deceive yourselves and others, despising the mathematical sciences, in which truth dwells and the knowledge of the things included in them. And then you occupy yourself with miracles,

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The US Represented Weekly Update

Hello USR members and guests, We hope life is treating you well. The diversity of our weekly offerings was in keeping with our mission to support free speech and creative expression. Eric Stephenson’s “Nothing to Forget” proves that it’s never too late to become a better person. In “The Real ER,” Amber Sagapolu describes what it’s actually like to be an Emergency Medical Technician in a Level III Trauma Center. In “Hempcrete:

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Without You, I’m Not Me

My dad used to play piano and occasionally sing in a band at the Colorado Opry. He started when I was about a year old. My mom would bring me to the show every night. On most nights, I would wiggle my way down the stairs to the front row so that I could see him up close. On the last song, Dad would always pick me up on the

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