The Conditions of Will

by Jessa Hastings

There’s a certain brand of crazy that’s reserved special for the American South, and people who aren’t from there just won’t get

when you personalize something to the extent many people do in politics, any time anyone questions something the party does, it can feel like they’re questioning you, and that’s just plain unhealthy.

The nicest thing you can ever do for another human being is see them, and really see them, at that. To be understood is one of most base desires we as people have,

And I think to myself, wouldn’t it be so lovely if we viewed ourselves through the same lens as the people who love us?