#depression, Baking, PTSD, Writing

The Depressed Baker

If it’s one thing I’m really good at besides writing, it’s baking.

43d3b630b7cb4a12f2d195598b120f97

From delicious cookies to layered cakes with buttercream icing and designs, even scones and cheese buns, I can make it all. But I’m especially famous for my chocolate chip cookies!

I have both my mother and grandmother to thank for instilling my love for baking (and cooking) over the years. How many hours would I spend watching them make cookies or muffin while I played with a pile of flour (when I was five… not when I was older!), or mimic their hand movements to perfecting the perfect dough? tenorI am thankful for learning this skillset because I do enjoy creating new dishes and being in the kitchen on a regular basis.

But something I started to realize over the last year is that I’m a depressed baker.

Keep Reading!

Writing

The Woes of a Millennial

(Rambling) Food for thought.

The Woes of a Millennial

I come from a generation where we are both revered and highly criticized, where success is measured by how many likes you can get on an Instagram post and how finding true love is equated to a mathematical code where you are paired with “matching” individuals – or if you’re not interested, you can just swipe left.

A generation that has been deemed “over-zealous” and “self-righteous”, and sinners for putting science before religion. A generation that is so underemployed and consumed by mountains of debt that suicide rates for young adults is the seconding leading cause of death to our nation. But let’s not talk about that, let’s talk about how my generation is responsible for the demise of fabric softener companies. (You think I’m kidding? Google it.)

So what generation am I talking about?

I’m a person who is over-education, underemployed, godless, and selfish?

Who am I?

That’s right. I’m a Millennial. Keep Reading!